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EITHER WAY HE WILL BE FINE WITH THAT, his legs still wrapped around Dottore's waist but now that he can have leverage and they're on their own, he will rock his hips against him, using his hold to bring him closer as he grinds against him and again, lets out a soft pleased noise as he's marked ]
Someone's being possessive. Didn't I just tell you I'm not yours?
[ no idea! but a bed is a bed is a bed, it’s certainly something… probably. ] I think I’m entitled, and you don’t seem entirely too fussed. Don’t you enjoy the attention, [ he doesn’t grind back, instead letting Scaramouche rut against him like a horny bitch. ] how you’re the single solitary focus of mine, …
[ he does enjoy the attention, being Dottore's sole focus - him being so interested in him. He's always enjoyed that, no matter what he says now. There's something too appealing to the feeling of being wanted and admired, and he's not above that. ]
If I were your focus —
[ he starts, rocking his hips and grinding particularly hard against Dottore, demanding and needy ]
[ He kisses him back immediately, moving around just to make getting out of his pants easier, but then he's right on Childe again and rocking his hips against him ]
It's - your fault. So you can't blame me for this.
[ She's letting her stay on top, dragging her close so he can keep kissing her, his hands moving to her shoulders now, and then to her chest - tentatively touching and groping, keeping close attention to her reactions. When he pulls back, it's just so he can speak into her ear ]
You look even better when your face gets all red, you know.
[ since scara's hand is on the back of his head he doesn't move to sit up, and instead keeps his nose less than an inch from his, now, marked belly. ] Look at it, look at you, ...so beautiful. [ he presses a kiss to it. ] I wonder if I could make you cum from touching this and this alone.
[ fuck. That's hot, and he can't help but moan at it. Illusions like that would probably freak him out after that ruin encounter, but now, with his head full of pheromones? That's just hot ]
That's - not true. You only one a round, and I won just now. So that means I get to have a prize too.
…mm, no, I think I won the fight and I’m winning right now. That’s 2-1, me, Mochi… but fine~ we’ll give you just a small reward. [ the both of him kiss Mochi. ] What do you want?
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No. I’m going to keep that a surprise. [ the tentacles grab his limbs and tug him down, hard, to the bed. they tighten to the point of cutting off circulation to his hands and feet. ] But you wanted rough, right, … [ his eyes glow dangerously. ] Because, if so, then the safe word is Gladiolus. [ he climbs onto the bed and straddles him. ] I’m going to fuck you up real good, Mochi, …going to make you the perfect little slut just. for. me.
[ unsurprisingly by now he's already hard, and once Childe turns him around, he'll be able to see it clear as day. He lets out another soft groan into the kiss, his arms already moving around his neck ]
Mm. [ he can move his hands around his neck for now, but childe has one last mark to kiss... so he might not be able to keep them there all that effectively for long. he kisses the geo mark, one last confession murmured, and one last pulse of energy sent through scaramouche's body, but this one is perhaps the strongest, because it sends a shockwave of arousal straight to his dick. pulses of energy caress him, bringing him to the cusp of a climax and then settling down just before he would find relief only to do that over and over, building up to when childe finally reaches down to take a hold of him. ] Cum for me Mochi.
[ he heads out of the sacrificial chamber and down the stairs, looking at the assortment of rooms. he remembers that the clinic just opened and that most of them are being used for something. he sniffs the air, crinkling his nose again, mostly in disgust. he growls, narrowing his eyes at mochi, before heading toward one of the rooms... 3. he drops him in front of it and opens the door, pushing him inside. ]
[ He will bring his hand to Childe's tattoo just as he leans in to kiss him, pressing against it properly and then tentatively trying to deepen his kiss, imitating Childe from just earlier ]
[ childe lets him take the lead, parting his lips only to moan into his mouth the moment he palms his tattoo. he shudders, trails twisting in the air as their tips color purple to match kabukimono. ] F- Feels good. It feels so good.
[ his breathing is getting heavier and he starts rocking his hips against him, no longer caring that they're - well. In public. He leans in to start kissing at his jaw, his hands quickly going over Childe's clothes to get rid of them ]
No. [ he tries to grab scaramouche’s hands to stop him from tearing his clothes off. ] Right here, don’t you think we should at least- [ he’s interrupted by another sneeze, one he turns his head aside to make. several roots come up from the ground to grab at his arms, yanking them to the ground to pin him in place, so scaramouche can do whatever he likes. ]
Anybody could find us. [ another sneezes and Scaramouche will find a dendro riptide on his womb, one that seems to resonate with the plant life around them. ] I, I think I’m still near that flower.
[ His worst is exactly what he wants to do. Forget the game - Caeli is his primary focus right now, and he immediately pushes him against the door the moment it's closed. His hand tries to sneak under his shirt, with all intention of pressing fully against his tattoo. Cheating, he knows, but he wants to get him hot for him as soon as possible ]
[ as soon as his back his the door he feels mochi’s hand on his tattoo, which instantly sends a number of hot, pleasurable waves through him - all severe enough to make his legs buckle. he’d already been hard, but now the tip of his dick is leaking precum as it strains against his pants, because he feels like he might loose it at any moment. ]
Oh, oh yeah, Mochi, you’re… you’re going to fill me up real good then, huh? [ he digs his nails into his shoulder, his other hand going to mochi’s waist to pull him closely, so he can more easily grind into him. ] Hurry up then. I want you now.
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EITHER WAY HE WILL BE FINE WITH THAT, his legs still wrapped around Dottore's waist but now that he can have leverage and they're on their own, he will rock his hips against him, using his hold to bring him closer as he grinds against him and again, lets out a soft pleased noise as he's marked ]
Someone's being possessive. Didn't I just tell you I'm not yours?
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If I were your focus —
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Then you'd do more than just talk pretty.
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[ He kisses him back immediately, moving around just to make getting out of his pants easier, but then he's right on Childe again and rocking his hips against him ]
It's - your fault. So you can't blame me for this.
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[ She's letting her stay on top, dragging her close so he can keep kissing her, his hands moving to her shoulders now, and then to her chest - tentatively touching and groping, keeping close attention to her reactions. When he pulls back, it's just so he can speak into her ear ]
You look even better when your face gets all red, you know.
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That's --- a good thing, right?
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That's - not true. You only one a round, and I won just now. So that means I get to have a prize too.
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[ unsurprisingly by now he's already hard, and once Childe turns him around, he'll be able to see it clear as day. He lets out another soft groan into the kiss, his arms already moving around his neck ]
I want to be spoiled - for a little bit.
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Caeli?
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[ it breaks his hold just fine but the look on Mochi's face is PENSIVE ]
You really do have training. I was wondering if I should offer to fight you for practice.
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[ He will bring his hand to Childe's tattoo just as he leans in to kiss him, pressing against it properly and then tentatively trying to deepen his kiss, imitating Childe from just earlier ]
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Are you still in heat?
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Anybody could find us. [ another sneezes and Scaramouche will find a dendro riptide on his womb, one that seems to resonate with the plant life around them. ] I, I think I’m still near that flower.
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[ His worst is exactly what he wants to do. Forget the game - Caeli is his primary focus right now, and he immediately pushes him against the door the moment it's closed. His hand tries to sneak under his shirt, with all intention of pressing fully against his tattoo. Cheating, he knows, but he wants to get him hot for him as soon as possible ]
This time I'll be the one to breed you.
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Oh, oh yeah, Mochi, you’re… you’re going to fill me up real good then, huh? [ he digs his nails into his shoulder, his other hand going to mochi’s waist to pull him closely, so he can more easily grind into him. ] Hurry up then. I want you now.
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