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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. ]

Aren't you going to tell me what it is?

... Why are you looking at me like that.

No. It’s a surprise.

[ doesn’t answer him right away. ] I’m just curious… if it’s still here.

[ oh. ]

Do you want to cut me open to see? I would just revive.

…I would have to get a pep! at worst and a sensitIV at best, but [ his eyes flicker up to meet scaramouche’s. ] I do.

Or you could leave my dead body here and wait for the lady to do her job

[ 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?

[ 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.

Mmmm ... but if it is there, then I'll need it to live, won't I? It is a god's heart after all.

Do you think it could have replaced your heart?

I think this is not a conversation for while I’m inside you and you’re full of eggs.

But I’d let you cut me open.

[ childe rocks against scaramouche with a laugh. ]

Fine. We'll do it in your new room some other time.

[ oh. That’s nice and he lets out a soft groan at that ]

Cutting me open - or talking about it?

Cutting you open, but we can talk about it more then too. We should *really* be talking about how I feel right now anyway... [ he kisses him quiet as he rolls his hips again. ]

[ fuck, he's going to drain him at this rate. He's bringing his hands on Childe's hips, trying to stop him and hold him there, though he'll be able to feel that he's definitely getting hard again ]

You need actual sleep. Tomorrow morning is going to be tiring as well.

[ childe does slow his roll, because he is overly full and getting tired despite how horny he still is. ]

You need sleep now too, don't you?

Yes, but I'm not the one who will take care of these eggs tomorrow morning.

[ there's a pause and then he shifts so he can wrap his arms around Childe and properly pull him back, closer to himself. He'll deny ever doing this but just for tonight, it's fine ]

Will you still be in heat tomorrow?

...going to leave it all to me? But I might need some help. [ a chuckle as he moves his own arms around scaramouche to tug him into his chest, a sigh passing his lips as he shuts his eyes and starts to relax. ] Probably. It's kind of unpredictable... [ nuzzles into the side of his head. ] But I do feel better right now.

... Mmm. I feel better too.

I'll help you. But that's going to cost you extra breakfast.

I don't mind. I'll make you whatever you like.

[ childe moves a hand to his stomach and then reaches for one of scaramouche's to set it there too. ] I think all of these corruptions are messing with my head, ... [ and the fact that he's kind of part animal, but nevermind that. ] Because I know this is a bit weird, but it feels oh-so-fucken good.

Do you care that it's weird? So long as it feels good, what does it matter? Don't tell me you're getting shy now.

I’m not getting shy. [ pokes him in the side. ] I imagine you must have done some pretty interesting things over the years, hm, so tell me what your favorite thing to do is.

[ a soft laugh at that ]

Aren't you getting ahead of yourself? If you want to learn these details, you're going to have to earn them.

I haven’t earned even a single one by now, come on. You’re just being stingy.

I like being adored. So make sure to give me the attention I deserve. Or were you expecting something different?

Attention you deserve, huh? [ kisses him. ] No, I'm not surprised.

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