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[ 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~

[ stubbornly, he wants to stay awake because childe is right, this is hot as fuck and he's enjoying every second of this. But the pheromones do their job, and though he's vaguely aware of Childe's actions and how he's licking his cum off his fingers, it doesn't take him long for him to doze off and actually fall asleep.

He's never let anyone do something like this to him, and he does wonder if he'll regret it. But as he falls asleep he can only think of how nice this is ]

[ childe tries to keep from going overboard, but it's difficult, and he can't help but join scaramouche in cleaning his cum soaked hand. he keeps a hold of his hand, giving it a squeeze as soon as he's fallen asleep. ] ...so cute. [ he snickers, kissing his cheek as he slides backward, moving away from him briefly. he turns scaramouche onto his back, so he can lick his own cum off his thighs, taking scara's dick into his mouth to suck on. ]

[ Asleep he's just as sensitive as he is when awake, his body reacting to each touch and contact, and when he takes his dick in his mouth, he's already half-hard again. There's a soft sigh escaping past his lips, though he's definitely still asleep ]

[ childe hooks an arm around scaramouche's hips, lifting him juuuust a little bit, so he can finger his hole; tracing the puckered rim for a few seconds. he doesn't spend too much time 'prepping' him, since he fucked him a couple of minutes ago. he dips a pair of fingers into him, scissoring him open. childe sits up, flicking his tongue over each of his nipples. ] I can't wait to fuck you again, Scaramouche. I should fill you with my eggs right now...

[ and wouldn't that be a surprise when he wakes up! For now, though, he's still asleep, cock fully erect by now and breathing getting labored. It's a pity that Childe can't see his dreams, because they definitely involve him by now - especially given the way he's opening him up and stimulating his body. There's another soft moan escaping past his lips and then he calls out his name - making it obvious who he's thinking of ]

[ it's real fucken tempting! just imagining scaramouche's face is sure to be priceless - that blissed out expression has childe hard as a rock again, but! for now he resists the urge to spoil things. ] I like hearing you say my name... [ continues lapping at his chest, smirking against the skin as he picks up the pace with which he's finger fucking him. ]

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