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I was just curious. I wanted to know if you liked it.

... I like it.

[ he leans in, licking at Childe's lips ]

But I only go when I want to be on my own and forget about everything and everyone.

…ah. [ so he’s not sure if he’ll ever get to go there with him if that’s the case. ] I’m glad though. Maybe one of these days I’ll get to see that smile of yours. [ and he’ll just rudely tug on his face like an asshole. ]

[ HE'S GOING TO SLAP HIS HANDS AWAY!! but— ]

...It's nice. It feels relaxing and it's a small pocket of peace. I don't have to pretend with Baritones anymore, but it's still good to have a place for myself to be myself in.

[ a laugh, but he follows it up with a kiss once Scaramouche has spoken. ]

This is your fault by the way. [ subtly rocks into him to show that he’s hard once more. ]

[ there's a low hum at the feeling of Childe's hard cock against him, and a glint of interest in his eyes even though he has just come, and he's pretty sure he needs to rest ]

Is it? Then I want to hear how much you enjoyed driving me crazy, so much so you ended up getting hard for me again.

[ kisses him toward the end to shut him up, idly rocking into him as he tries to think of what to say. his mind is a messy swirl of horny again, so it’s pretty hard to focus. ] I enjoy seeing you squirm beneath me, how much your filthy hole loves clenching around my dick, and how well you take all of my cum. I love hearing you moan, call my name, and beg… and I just want to hear more of it. I still want to breed you, I want to fill you up, I want to see my mark stretch on your full belly as you cry out in pain and pleasure trying to pass the eggs.

[ he's beyond exhausted and he feels like this is a terrible, terrible idea. And yet here he is, rocking back against him, trying to entice him further ]

Will you be able to resist until I'm done with those eggs...? I wonder - how long you can last like this.

I don’t know. [ he doesn’t expect too long. he hadn’t come down from his earlier high, and being hard again kind of… hurts. he’s sure it’s fine though. ] Let’s find out. [ this is also a terrible idea. ] Rest. I’ll stay. [ since he promised. ] And we can revisit it in a few hours. [ he kisses him, edging on desperate. ] And you can do whatever you like to me in the meantime. I’ll be your obedient little bitch.

If we are taking care of the eggs later, then ... I want you to fuck my thighs. Unless you want to fuck me while I'm sleeping? I think I could get behind that.

… [ if he hadn’t been hard before he sure is fucken hard now. ] How about both. I’ll fuck your thighs while your dozing off and then have my way with you while you’re asleep.

[ he loves that reaction, and it shows ]

You like that, huh? A pity I won’t be able to see what you’ll do to me. But I can’t wait to wake up and ser.

I do. I haven't ever gotten a chance to do something like this... [ nips at scaramouche as he leans down to whisper, ] how do you like knowing you'll be the first?

[ enough that he shudders at that whisper, and there’s a little breathless laugh ]

It won’t get you out of that collar. But I love it.

[ moves Scaramouche a bit, so they’re both laying on their sides. childe circles his arms around him to tug him against his bare chest, a bit of finagling helping him to fit his dick in between scara’s thighs. ] I’ll wear it whenever we’re together. When I’m coming over or leaving… or meeting up anywhere in the city.

[ he’s the one who proposed this, and yet it still surprises him how much he’s enjoying it. He’s going to squeeze his thighs together once Childe has slipped through, wanting to make sure it’ll feel pleasant for him. His face is flushed and his breath a little shaky, but he laughs at childe’s negotiation ]

If I concede for it to be just a choker - will you wear it always, for me?

[ his hands trail up his chest and to his nipples, flicking each of them a few times before he pinched them. he kisses the back of his neck, rocking through his hips and giving a muffled grunt when Scaramouche squeezes his thighs for him. ] As long as you understand that like any piece of clothing it may come off time to time, then fine.

[ how is he supposed to doze off and fall asleep like this! He lets out a soft moan, biting on his lip and taking a few moments to answer ]

That's — fine enough. I'll just buy it again and again.

Unless you would rather have a — ring ...?

[ he is so glad that Scaramouche can’t see his face, because it’s beet red. ] Ring. I want… I want a ring. [ his amps up his pace just a little bit, one hand still tending to his nipples, but the other dips to start jerking him off. ]

Thought that'd be — the kind of thing to ask of your archon ...

[ he's feeling oversensitive from all their action until now, but it's fine - he likes it, and Childe's touch already has him breathless, rocking a bit into his grip and matching his pace ]

But I - can give you a ring instead, then. Will you keep it on allt he time?

...shutup, Scaramouche. I don't want to think about anybody else while I'm trying to fuck you. [ and he punctuates that with a particularly sharp thrust. ] Do I need to fuck you harder, faster, deeper, so you can't mouth off to me?

But, yes, if you buy me a ring I'll always wear it.

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[ he just laughs at that ]

But - I like the way you look when you're pissed off. Come on, I want you to cum all over me.

[ bites him. ] Aren't you supposed to be sleeping? [ he thrusts a bit more and then splatters his thighs in a thick stream of cum. ] I'm not sticking my dick in you until you're asleep. I want to see if you moan in your sleep... I want to see the kind of faces you make while I fuck you...

[ he tilts his head a little to glance back at him, though he doesn't quite manage. He looks like a total mess, but he's clearly satisfied ]

If I'm not asleep, it's your fault. Maybe you should use your pheromones to make me sleepier.

[ he's bringing a hand to his thighs, scooping some of that cum and immediately bringing it to his lips to lick it off ]

[ ...celestia that's hot af. childe's dick twitches at the sight of him, another languid rock forward as he slides his dick through scaramouche's slicked up thighs. ] Maybe I should. [ AND HE DOES. soothing pheromones fill the room, so hopefully that helps scaramouche to relax and inevitably fall asleep. ] ... [ fuck. fuckfuckfuck. childe reaches for scaramouche's hand, bringing it over his shoulder to lick whatever's still there after he's licked it. ] Mm~

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