[ oh boy. He's a little surprised and taken aback when he yanks him into his chest, so he doesn't react immediately, but when he does he frowns at him ]
[ he bites his lip to stifle a sound that started to sound suspiciously like a moan. ] It does. It’s already a lot. I think… I think they’re super sensitive. [ a nervous laugh as he leans into the touch. ]
[ It's nice to see him react like that, and the glint in his eyes makes it clear he's enjoying it. So he's going to continue, paying close attention to his nipples, rubbing them and pinching them lightly as he leans in to talk into his ear ]
… [ the mention of breeding alone has childe nearly climaxing - his thighs soaken wet as he rubs them together and tries to twist away from Scaramouche, looking for the slightest bit of reprieve. ] Breed me then. I know you want to.
We can go to my room. We are *not* doing this in the main room… [ he swiftly grabs Scaramouche, so he can hastily hurry to his bedroom. ] Or do we need to go back to BiT… [ if Scaramouche plans on breeding him. ]
[ childe drops his hand and moves into the cave, spreading himself out on the mess of blankets and pillows for scaramouche. ] No one else should see it. [ his womb tattoo glows even brighter, with childe dancing his fingers across it. ] I’m ready to be bred.
[ he wastes no time in moving on top of him, his hands going to his clothes to take them off entirely, wanting to see and admire his new body properly ]
I'm going to fill you with cum until you can't take it anymore.
[ as his clothes are swiftly removed he has to refrain from bringing his hands to his chest in embarrassment. he knows scaramouche wants to see him laid bare, so he refrains, and instead reaches for his shoulders to tug him down. ] You have a lot of work ahead of you, Scaramouche. I have two holes to fill now.
[ he's taking his time to admire his form, and he's certainly appreciating that Childe is not covering himself up. As he's tugged down he brings his hands to his chest once more, taking his time to enjoy his breasts and teasing him just as he had earlier, but starting to rock against him as well. Childe will be able to tell he's already hard ]
Well, you have those toys of yours don't you. Even if not cum, so long as you're stuffed full you won't have anything to complain about, no?
[ his cocky facade cracks the moment scaramouche’s hands are on his breasts again, face twisting with pleasure as he lets out a lewd moan. ] I… I do have plenty of toys, so I’m sure you’ll find some you like. [ he makes a motion to a rock, and it Scaramouche looks closely enough he’ll find it’s actually a hidden chest - one full of clamps, beads, cuffs, ropes, vibrators, and dildos. ]
[ he's not going to examine the contents of the box just yet - he's far too focused on Childe - the way he looks, the sound of his voice. He brings his hand down from his chest to his stomach, and then to his thigh, tracing along his skin and watching his reaction ]
I wonder how it's going to feel for you, to be filled up in both holes. Have you been in this body before?
I have, but it had been real brief. I hadn't really had a chance to do mu- much. [ hisses through clenched teeth, the touch close to his core making him shiver. ]
[ he'll tease him for a bit more, hand sliding down his inner thigh and just brushing against him before he brings his fingers between his legs and his folds, wanting to feel how wet he is already ]
Such a wasted opportunity. But I don't mind being your first like this. That's going to be something no one will be able to take away from me.
[ he’s soaken wet, the fainted of touches seeming to affect his body because of the increased sensitivity. it doesn’t help that scara was pretty relentlessly playing with his breasts just a few short moments ago! ] And you like that, hm, [ rocks into his fingers. ] promise me that if you ever do something like this, accident or not, that you’ll let me be your first.
[ he doesn't answer immediately, instead he hums as he starts rubbing his fingers against his clit, trying to drive him just a bit wilder as he leans in to kiss on his chest and takes one of his nipples between his lips ]
Is that what you want? to see me as a woman, like my creator, and fuck me like that?
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What happened to you now.
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And what do you think you're doing?
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... You look nice.
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[ stands back up, smiling. ] Let’s head inside then.
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I'd say they're very soft.
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[ he'll keep at that, then, his touches getting a bit softer as he moves his hand right under his shirt instead ]
Does it feel good for you?
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I could breed you properly all over again.
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Let me take you somewhere else first. Where should we go? Or do you want me to fuck you here and now?
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I don't want anyone else looking at you while you're like this, wet and ready to be fucked.
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I'm going to fill you with cum until you can't take it anymore.
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Well, you have those toys of yours don't you. Even if not cum, so long as you're stuffed full you won't have anything to complain about, no?
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I wonder how it's going to feel for you, to be filled up in both holes. Have you been in this body before?
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Such a wasted opportunity. But I don't mind being your first like this. That's going to be something no one will be able to take away from me.
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Is that what you want? to see me as a woman, like my creator, and fuck me like that?
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