[ following scara's sharp 'no' is an immediate whine. ] But Scaram- ahah. [ a broken laugh as he watches him go to the hidden chest of toys. ] If that's the case, then what are you taking the clamps for?
-ack! Sca- Scaramouche! [ cries out and squirms beneath him, hands hovering just above the clamps, like he wants to remove them, but he obviously doesn't. ] You got my number, asshole.
[ and he looks incredibly satisfied with that. He smiles at Childe, and then moves between his legs, prompting him to rest them against his shoulders as he starts kissing on his lower stomach, trailing down to his cunt and licking him ]
[ childe's cheeks color, but he's not too distracted to spread himself for scaramouche. ] ...kiss it, Scara, kiss the tattoo. [ as his legs are moved over his shoulders he rocks into his face, moaning loudly and lewdly as he licks him. ] F- Fuck, fuck it feels so good.
[ he hums against him, continuing to work his tongue on him, pressing the flat of his tongue against his clit and teasing him further before he grants his requests and kisses his horny tattoo. And, well, while he's at it he's going to bite on the skin - definitely trying to mark him right before he trails down once more, kissing his cunt before he licks a wet stripe down his ass, pushing his tongue inside of him immediately after ]
[ sets his hands on the back of scaramouche's head, holding him against his cunt as he starts rocking with wild abandon. he's growing super impatient, and he's on the verge of begging for his dick, but thankfully his senior does give him a little reprieve. scaramouche gets another taste of him as his hips jerk violently at the kiss, another orgasm shaking him to his core. ] Scaramouche, you're driving me fucken crazy! Fuck me already! Stuff me full!
[ he's just as eager to fuck him and fill him up, but unfortunately for childe, he's good at being patient and waiting for his reward. So he laughs, and despite Childe's begging, he doesn't satisfy him just yet. Instead he keeps taking his time, fucking him with his tongue, making sure to wet him up properly before he pulls back and reaches for the beads. ]
You can make yourself wet down there too, right? Or do I have to wait for you to get in heat, mm?
[ screw you and your patience, scaramouche. ] I can, but… but if you’d like to make me go into heat, I’m sure you could do so easily if you talk about breeding me. [ but he does make his asshole somewhat slick. ] I bet you could have both of my holes sopping if you did that, Scara.
Do you want me to make you go into heat? You've been thinking about it, haven't you? About how nice it felt to lay your eggs for me. Eggs I put into you.
What a slut.
[ he'll bring his hand to his tattoo, pressing against it as his other brings the beads against his hole, pushing them in without giving him any reprieve - one after the other ]
But I'll do that. I'll breed you again and buy you a new set of eggs for you to lay.
I do. IdoIdoIdoIdoooo. It's such a nice feeling, Scara- Hahhh. Haha. [ his face colors an even darker shade of red as he hesitates, but, as if a switch flips, he starts ranting about how much he liked, no... nononononono! loved!! it!!! - and how incredible it felt to be stuffed so. fucken. full. and then laying them! it had been real strange, he'll admit, but something about it felt so right. he'll ramble for a bit longer, though it breaks off into a groan as scaramouche starts feeding the beeds into him. ]
A new set... yes, buy more, and fill me again, fill both of my holes, Scaramouche, you have to make sure I'm thoroughly bred.
[ He'll keep pushing the beads inside of him, and then moves away, sitting up and reaching for Childe's head to tug him toward his crotch ]
Prepare me for you.
[ he'll reach over for his phone - and it feels like a waste of point to have delivery here just because he doesn't want to walk to WildCity's box, but he'll have Childe do a live with him or something to recover the costs. He buys the same type he bought last time, and it doesn't take long for it to arrive. ]
[ he bends and takes scaramouche’s dick into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down his length and sucking on him eagerly. his tail wags, but it’s a bit subdued, because even the most subtle of movements have the beads shifting inside him. ] Scara, [ said after he sits up, tits taken in hand and immediately pressed against his dick to completely envelope him. the clamps make it a bit difficult, probably rubbing into scara’s stomach on occasion, but he figured he might like this. ] How does this feel, do you like fucking my tits? [ flicks his tongue along the tip, smirking at him. ]
[ what a sight. He loves the way he looks right now, desperate to please him and eager to be fucked. A titfuck is the last thing he expected, but he probably should have and if Childe was aiming to make him lose some of his patience, well, he's managing just that.
He lets out a pleased groan, his hand going to Childe's head and stroking his hair gently, and of course he's thoroughly distracted by the time his order comes in ]
I love it. You feel so good, Tartaglia. Aaah ... I can't wait to see you lay my eggs. As enjoyable as it was to get bred by you ... I think I prefer this after all.
[ good, the faster he can shred through scaramouche’s patience the better, since that means he’ll get dicked down a heck of a lot sooner. ] You really like that, huh, breeding me and making me swell with you eggs, so I can lay them for you over and over and over again. [ sits up to kiss scaramouche, releasing his breast so he can shove a hand to his shoulder and push him backward. ] I’m already so wet for you, so won’t you fill me up?
[ he grins at the words and the request, enjoying how terribly filthy it sounds. Who would have thought this would be the sort of thing he'd do with him? But this, this is something no one else can do. No one will satisfy him the same way, and he loves that ]
Since you've been such a good girl for me. Come and take what you want.
[ since he didn’t get scolded for his forwardness and Scaramouche finally seems amendable to fucking him childe moves over him, reaching to take his dick in hand and position it right up against his cunt. ] Fuck me wide open, Scara, so you can fit all of you eggs inside, okay… [ and with that he slams himself down, instantly coming with another cry, being filled like this alone more than enough to make his head fuzzy. ]
[ how can he resist him when he's begging like that? He can't help the moan escaping past his lips as he feels his wet, tight heat around his cock, and he grips on Childe's hips, nails digging in a little as he starts rocking into him, his eyes focusing on Childe's face ]
You're squeezing me so hard - did you come again? It must be convenient to be in a woman's body like this.
I did, your dick made me come again, Scaramouche. [ he shuts him up with a kiss, intent on fucking himself stupid on him. ] I can feel the beads moving each time you, each time you fill me. I need… I need more, [ his eyes turn a bit glassy as he fumbles with scaramouche’s clothing. ] Let me see you, show yourself to me.
[ he still dislikes exposing his body when he's like this, but at least he's no longer protesting. With how many times Childe has seen him by now, it'd be stupid.
So he helps him with the removal - and usually he'd take his time to make a show of it, but now he's getting needy and impatient. ]
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You are a masochist bitch, aren't you? Of course it's for your tits.
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[ and he looks incredibly satisfied with that. He smiles at Childe, and then moves between his legs, prompting him to rest them against his shoulders as he starts kissing on his lower stomach, trailing down to his cunt and licking him ]
And you taste nice too.
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You can make yourself wet down there too, right? Or do I have to wait for you to get in heat, mm?
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What a slut.
[ he'll bring his hand to his tattoo, pressing against it as his other brings the beads against his hole, pushing them in without giving him any reprieve - one after the other ]
But I'll do that. I'll breed you again and buy you a new set of eggs for you to lay.
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A new set... yes, buy more, and fill me again, fill both of my holes, Scaramouche, you have to make sure I'm thoroughly bred.
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Prepare me for you.
[ he'll reach over for his phone - and it feels like a waste of point to have delivery here just because he doesn't want to walk to WildCity's box, but he'll have Childe do a live with him or something to recover the costs. He buys the same type he bought last time, and it doesn't take long for it to arrive. ]
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He lets out a pleased groan, his hand going to Childe's head and stroking his hair gently, and of course he's thoroughly distracted by the time his order comes in ]
I love it. You feel so good, Tartaglia. Aaah ... I can't wait to see you lay my eggs. As enjoyable as it was to get bred by you ... I think I prefer this after all.
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Since you've been such a good girl for me. Come and take what you want.
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You're squeezing me so hard - did you come again? It must be convenient to be in a woman's body like this.
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So he helps him with the removal - and usually he'd take his time to make a show of it, but now he's getting needy and impatient. ]
What a - spoiled brat you are.