... [ oh. he hadn't thought about that or... much of anything, really. but scaramouche is right. being the alpha does mean he should get to come first. childe's purpose is to satisfy him and he's clearly doing pretty poorly if he's got to be scolded. he murmurs an apology in between all the other nonsense pouring out of his mouth as he moves one of his hands back to the bed to help with his leverage as he shakily helps match scaramouche's pace. ] I'll be better, just don't stop. I want you to come, I want to see you satisfied.
[ This doesn't feel as nice as he thought it would - he assumed Childe would fight back, complain in his usual lively way. But like this, when he's in heat, he really is just submissive, isn't he?
He'll give him a kiss to the cheek - trying to signal that he's doing a good job as he keeps rocking into him. And it's only when he knows he's just about to come that he shifts, bringing his hand around his cock to take off the ring and murmur in his ear ]
[ he doesn’t think at all, instincts kicking into overdrive as Scaramouche removes the ring. he rocks back against him that much harder - seeing white - and coming the instant he’s told to. he covers himself in his own sticky seed, chest heaving as he pants to catch his breath. he murmurs a few choice snezhnayan curses as he promptly falls from cloud nine. he fixates his gaze on scaramouche, one hand moving to smear some of the cum he’s stained with, hand rising toward his superior’s lips. ] Taste me. [ now that he’s no longer stuck in the mind numbing haze of mounting desire he can think more clearly and what he wants is to see scaramouche squirm. ] Let me please you.
[ he should put him back in his place, but this, well. This is pretty nice. So he will lick his fingers, taking care of cleaning his hand up and making as much of a show of it as he can, eyes locked into Childe. He's so incredibly close too, the feeling of childe coming around him almost sending him to the edge by itself - but he's holding on, wanting to see just what he will do for him ]
… [ he’s pleasantly surprised to see scaramouche lick his fingers clean, but he doesn’t spent more than a second celebrating, because the other is currently sending him right back into a horny spiral. ]
Let me take care of things then. [ it’s a bit awkward to do so, but childe manages to flip them. he smirks down at Scaramouche as he starts riding him hard and fast, gravity helping him ( and the eggs ) deeper as childe swipes his hand through the cum on his chest to smear it over his nipples as he plays with them. ]
Look, Scaramouche, [ he tips his head, bangs obscuring a part of his face as one of his hands dip to the bulge in his stomach. ] enjoy the sight of how bred I am. This is something only you’ll get to see, ever. [ he leans down to kiss him breathless, his hand closing around his own dick as he tries to help himself through another orgasm. ]
[ Ah, shit. It really is quite the sight - the bulge in his stomach, the way Childe is bouncing on his cock, event he knowledge that his is his and his only. He doesn't think he'll ever let go of his jealousy but this, well. This is something he'll enjoy for himself alone.
He said he was close and he wasn't lying, so as he kisses him back, matching that same desperation, he ends up coming inside of him ]
[ childe smiles against his lips as he feels Scaramouche come, another couple of strokes sending him into his second orgasm. he sits up and smiles down at him, reaching for both of his hands and setting them on his stomach. ] Scaramouche… [ he feels drunk on the assortment of feelings, the pleasure going to his head again. ] Hah, I still can’t believe… that you sent me into heat. [ another laugh. ] Powerful~
[ smushes a hand straight into scaramouche's face. ] ...you're insufferable sometimes. We did a lot in that dream, or have you forgotten, and you can't tell me you didn't wake up with a boner...
Uh-huh, sure. [ doubt! but he still nestles back down on top of him. ] …egg rolls. [ snorts, rolling his eyes. ] I can do that. Oh, that reminds me… I bought you something for the dorm. I know you said you don’t care about being comfortable there, but I still hope you like it.
Because you’re going to invite me over next time, and your current room sucks. [ that’s not completely untrue! ] I’m spoiling myself, in a way. [ flashes him with a stupid grin. ] I think you’ll like it besides, so shut up and don’t complain.
I don’t care how many rooms Baritones has. None of them are yours and yours alone, and I’m not fucking in one of those random rooms. Invite me over when the purchase goes though, I want to see it. [ grumbles, jabbing a finger into scaramouche’s chest and then splaying his fingers over it, eyes landing on his heart. hm. ]
[ childe's expression instantly sours. ] No. I don't want her to ever lay another hand on you ever again. [ he's a little tense, but he wills himself to relax. ]
I would. [ looks up at him and flashes a predatory grin. ] I bet it's gorgeous, even better than that I took in the dream.
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He'll give him a kiss to the cheek - trying to signal that he's doing a good job as he keeps rocking into him. And it's only when he knows he's just about to come that he shifts, bringing his hand around his cock to take off the ring and murmur in his ear ]
Come for me.
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I'm — not going to last much longer, brat.
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Let me take care of things then. [ it’s a bit awkward to do so, but childe manages to flip them. he smirks down at Scaramouche as he starts riding him hard and fast, gravity helping him ( and the eggs ) deeper as childe swipes his hand through the cum on his chest to smear it over his nipples as he plays with them. ]
Look, Scaramouche, [ he tips his head, bangs obscuring a part of his face as one of his hands dip to the bulge in his stomach. ] enjoy the sight of how bred I am. This is something only you’ll get to see, ever. [ he leans down to kiss him breathless, his hand closing around his own dick as he tries to help himself through another orgasm. ]
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He said he was close and he wasn't lying, so as he kisses him back, matching that same desperation, he ends up coming inside of him ]
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Doesn't that just mean you're a horny bitch? I'm not surprised. You did come onto me the moment I arrived.
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[ but he wraps his arms around him ]
For tomorrow ... I want egg rolls and grilled fish.
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... Why are you looking at me like that.
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[ doesn’t answer him right away. ] I’m just curious… if it’s still here.
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Do you want to cut me open to see? I would just revive.
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[ he's bringing his hand over Childe's on his chest, looking at him ]
What would you do? If it's still there. Would you take it for yourself?
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I would. [ looks up at him and flashes a predatory grin. ] I bet it's gorgeous, even better than that I took in the dream.
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But I’d let you cut me open.
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Fine. We'll do it in your new room some other time.
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