…apparently not. It means something to me. You lunatics became like my second fam… ily… [ oh, this is… he frowns, running his fingers along the joints of his arms. ] I bet they think this is amusing. Do they hurt?
Because I don’t care what you look like. I like that you’re an insufferable prick. It’s got it’s charm… sometimes. And you find ways to put up with me, so that’s got to count for something. [ chuckles into the shell of his ear. ]
It is kind of boring. [ moves his hands to his hips to hold him in place as he rocks into him again. ] But the last game we had was a lot of fun. We were pitted against each other and the environment. It finally broke up the monotony. [ he got to kill-! so he’s sated… a bit. ] Hah, I guess you really do like my dick then, huh. [ tries to coax him into turning his head so they can kiss. ]
[ he sets his chin on his shoulder. ] My Foul Legacy isn’t mine to control anymore, and they’ve made a mockery of it. If my mask breaks, then I change… and I’m not really myself. Just a mindless and bloodthirsty monster.
[ wow, wtf, rude. ] My dick is a result of my chosen animal, asshole, and you liked it so stop complaining. I bet you’d have a real hard time fucking my foul legacy. [ sneers. ] I’d break you in half, probably! [ pinches his nipples. ] And you’d like it I’m sure. [ nips at his neck. ] I also have a couple of tattoos… [ he’ll show him the ones on his arm and ankle… and then sit back a bit so he can see the one over his womb. that one comes off as real sus. ]
[ His voice is cut off by a moan at the touches and kisses, and it takes him a few moments to even focus on the tattoos that he's showing him. And of course, he immediately slaps his hand right on the one on the womb ]
...that sounds like a challenge, Scaramouche. I'd loooove to see you *try*. [ laughs! because scaramouche could barely take him as he is NOW. ] H- Hey. [ he tries to grab his wrist to prevent him from touching it, but he's a little too slow, since he hadn't expected him to FREAKING DO THAT. childe chokes out a groan, bucking up into scara as he climaxes, again, and unloads another helping of cum into him. ] S- Scara! I thought... I thought we were trying to... [ come down from the high! ]
[ oh fuck. To his credit he had no idea what was going to happen, he simply got curious AND WANTED TO SEE. He gasps as he feels him bucking into him and cumming inside once more - he already feels way too full, and he can barely move on him, so he bites on his lip, trembling on his cock ]
...d- don't touch, Six, it... I... [ he pants against the back of his neck, beads of sweat forming on his brow, because it's getting harder and harder not to think about breeding him, especially when he's looking like *that*. ] ...fucken horny tattoo, it's sensitive, makes me sensitive, don't touch it.
[ he's going to remember this. But right now he's full of cum and barely able to take Childe as is, and with the pheromones fading, he's less inclined to make bad decisions ]
...I take it that means you like it? [ a breathless laugh, because he's feeling exceptionally tired. ] You're quite a sight like this too. So full of cum, my cum, and looking so thoroughly bred.
…no. [ maybe. he’s not even sure anymore. his brain is too lust addled to know what, specifically, are his preferences and his chosen animal’s. ] It’s your fault. You had to go and touch the tattoo. [ but he doesn’t seem all that annoyed, and instead just tries soothing any particularly sore areas scara might have. ]
I don’t think it can do anything but shrink at this point, so we shouldn’t be waiting too long…
The next time you use those pheromones on me I won't forgive you. Just because I'm letting you have your way with me now doesn't mean I'm happy with it.
… [ bites him. ] But you liked it. [ sighs, ears twitching and brushing against scara’s neck. ] But fine. You said you wanted something mind blowing, so this was the fastest way to give you what you wanted. [ laps at the mark. ] If there is a next time you can tell me if you’d like me to use them.
You used them to get your way. On the train station and this time as well. Since you are a brat who needs to learn the way of the world and you did give me a satisfying orgasm after I'd been on forced abstinence for a while, I'm willing to let it slide.
But you do owe me one. You are basically exerting your will over me by forcing me to submit, aren't you? What kind of weirdo is fine with that?
Oh, so it’s fine when you use your abilities, but it’s not fine when I use mine. I didn’t completely manipulate your will, Scara. You’re just pissed you lost. If you have a strong strength of will you could have avoided so swiftly falling to them *both* times, but I know just the right buttons to push… [ huffs, shoving him off after his knot has shrunk. ] Don’t try to turn this around like everything’s my fault.
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ily… [ oh, this is… he frowns, running his fingers along the joints of his arms. ] I bet they think this is amusing. Do they hurt?
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And yet you still wanted to fuck me.
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[ he's going to shift a little, moving on his cock, trying to entice him further ]
I can use you as my personal fucktoy.
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[ Someone's getting back to being his usual self. He'll kiss him back, though, a little rough ]
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Please.
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It's not so different from how things already were back home.
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[ His voice is cut off by a moan at the touches and kisses, and it takes him a few moments to even focus on the tattoos that he's showing him. And of course, he immediately slaps his hand right on the one on the womb ]
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What— was that.
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You're — quite the sight like this ...
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[ He's definitely getting tired too, and he lets out a soft noise as he shifts a little, trying to get comfortable ]
You really went overboard again.
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I don’t think it can do anything but shrink at this point, so we shouldn’t be waiting too long…
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The next time you use those pheromones on me I won't forgive you. Just because I'm letting you have your way with me now doesn't mean I'm happy with it.
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But you do owe me one. You are basically exerting your will over me by forcing me to submit, aren't you? What kind of weirdo is fine with that?
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