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[ it feels pretty nice to hear him say, even though he knows this is all pointless and meaningless. But he will kiss the top of his head, and then start tasting Childe to try and find his phone ]

I don't think you should take eleven this time. Maybe just five.

Six. [ childe shoves him back and climbs over him, lavishing him in dozens of kisses. ] I want to take six.

[ oh, fuck. He didn't think he'd enjoy having Childe throw at him the same thing he did to him in that dream, and yet it's extremely effective. A way to mark him. ]

Ah ... someone's eager to be claimed.

[ suck it, scaramouche. ]

You bred me, Scaramouche, you're a special brand of special. No one has done that and no one has spurred me into heat at a second's notice. Be proud. [ sinks his teeth into his neck to mark him up and stake his own kind of claim. ]

[ he should bitch about getting marked and yet, he likes it. He lets out a soft moan at that, and once he has Childe's phone he browses the shop on it, ending up with his purchase shortly after ]

You're not — allowed to use these without me. Got it? Only I can put them inside you.

I got it, Scara. I don't want anybody doing something like this to me besides. I said you, only you, and I meant it. [ going to slide a hand along scara's side and swipe his phone from him. ]

That's not what I meant.

You can't do it on your own either. No matter how much you're eager to get filled up.

...oh. [ a sheepish laugh. ] Does that mean I have to call you if I'm interested in being bred? I need to beg for you to come stuff me full of your eggs?

[ going to pocket scara's phone for later, so he can get that room upgrade. ]

[ he'll let him, not really noticing, mostly because he's focused on the image he's painting right there ]

That's right. You'll have to call me for it. Tell me you want me to stuff you full and I'll be here for you.

Do you want me to beg right now?

[ HE'S STRONGLY CONSIDERING THIS ]

Yes. Go ahead and show me.

[ childe ruts against scaramouche for a couple of extra moments, but then he's back off and turning around to hike up his kimono. ] Look, Scaramouche, [ and he'll show him why he's soaking wet. his tattoo is pulsing and his asshole is puffy and swollen, as if he's ready to be bred. ] I'm ready for you to stuff me full of your eggs. I'm ready to be bred. Don't deny me, Scaramouche, I called you here, because I want you and only you to be the one to breed me. Please, I need it, I need you to fill me up. I feel so empty. [ spreads his legs some more and reaches around to drag his finger through his own slick. ] I woke up from that dream hard as a rock, Scaramouche, I wanted to touch myself, but I knew I shouldn't until you came over.

[ Fuck, that's such a sight that he really doesn't want to leave his room now. Part of him is wondering if he could keep him in a collar and parade him around the dorms like this - dripping for him and desperate to be filled.

But even though Childe might be for it in his current state, he decides not to push it ]

Will you be able to wait here like a good boy while I retrieve the eggs?

[ oh, right, he forgot they end up in the drop box. he sinks into the couch and buries his head in a pillow to stifle a whine, fingers dipping into his ass as he casually starts fucking himself. ] I’ll wait here. Don’t take too long. I’m aching for you now.

I could leave you here just like I did at the hotel.

[ he says that just to be mean, and leaves, just like that. Part of him is hoping that by the time he returns, Childe is going to be even more desperate.

But it doesn't take him long to get back after all, and once he does, he's carrying a pair of six fake eggs. What are they made of? We don't know! But they're Ready For Him ]

Well?

...!

N- No! [ he turns around and tries to pin scaramouche to the couch. ] Don't. Please. I can't, I need you, d- don't. [ but scara evades him and manages to leave, so childe does end up doubly desperate. ]

[ when scaramouche finally returns childe is standing in front of the door looking ready to pounce him. ] You're back! You came back...

I wasn't going to actually leave you like that when you're here ready to be bred. You've been waiting like a good boy, right?

[ grabs scaramouche, something he knows might piss him off, but he needs to be closer to him. he pins him to the door and starts kissing his neck, nipping on occasion as he tries to refrain from growling too loudly. ] I was waiting, just you like asked, ...I was good. Great, even.

[ he's surprised but he's all for it right now, tilting his head for him and letting out a soft noise ]

Good boy. Then what would you like first? For me to stuff you full with eggs, or should I fuck you and fill you with my cum first?

… [ oh, that’s such a difficult decision. he stops assaulting him for a moment to consider, eventually deciding that having Scaramouche fuck him while he’s full sounds absolutely incredible. ] Eggs first. And then you can fuck me, you can fuck me full of cum, … [ sinks his fangs in and drinks a bit of blood, groaning as he bodily presses into him. ] Just tell me how you want me, Scara, how do you want to see me take them?

[ If he's entirely honest he kind of feels like he must still be in a dream - all of this sounds a little too amazing to be real. Childe apologizing, giving him something for himself only, and his eagerness right now. ]

On your fours, ass in the air. I have to make sure to do it properly, right?

[ childe moves off scaramouche and gets on all fours, lifting his ass high in the air and fanning his tails out to emphasize it. he’s somehow even more wet, with his own slick having dripped down his thighs. ] I didn’t touch myself while you were gone, though I wanted to real bad. [ he fingers the rim of his hole, casually dipping two fingers in and promptly spreading himself. ] But I’m ready. I’m so wet for you, Scaramouche. Will you touch my tattoo, please.

[ he's going to bring his hand to his back, just above the tails, stroking it gently as he stares at him, enjoying the sight. How shameless he is right now, just for him. He won't forget this anytime soon.

But he does as he asked, bringing his hand to his front and to his tattoo, pressing his palm against it, and he shifts so he can press himself against Childe as well, letting him feel how hard he is just for him right now ]

Will you be able to take all six? I wonder.

[ childe shuts his eyes, enjoying the sensation of being pet as scaramouche sets a hand on him. ] …Scaramouche, it feels so good. [ he grabs his own dick just as scaramouche touches the tattoo, stopping himself from coming, though a bit of his seed does leak out and bead at the tip. ] I will, somehow, I’ll take them just for you. And then you’ll stay with me all night, right, … [ a bit of hesitance and then, ] Inside me?

[ It's a request he hadn't expected, not from Childe. But he knows he enjoys the same, so he doesn't really hesitate to answer ]

So long as you make certain to prepare breakfast for me tomorrow. I'll stay over.

[ he keeps his hand on the tattoo for a bit more, and then he'll move it over to Childe's hand, not trying to force his movements but helping him along. Not for long, though, because he's pulling back to reach for the first egg ]

Are you ready then?

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