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If that's what you'd like, we can arrange it ...

I want to see how wild you're going to get like that. I can already imagine it.

If you'd like to...

You should have to make my mask crack just a little bit more.

Then next time. All I need to do is piss you off, right?

No. [ it's not that simple. ]

[ spreads scaramouche's legs. ] We'll talk about it more when we're about to do it. Are you sure you're going to be take all six? You look exhausted.

I can take it.

[ he helps him with that, spreading his legs on his own as well, and then tilting his head as he looks at him ]

I want you to push me to my limits, until I'm so spent I can only cry.

I don't think I'll have a problem doing that. [ removes the eggs from the package, each of them a beautiful swirl of purple and blue. ] I think you'll enjoy these... [ runs his finger along the rim of his hole. ]

[ It's a little odd to be on the receiving end of it, and he looks at the eggs, their color more interesting than he thought ]

Fill me up.

Mark me as yours so no one else can have me.

Do you like them? I made sure to pick six different ones...

[ childe sets his hand on scaramouche's womb until the riptide mark appears. he leans down to kiss it, moving one of his legs over his shoulders as he takes one of the eggs and presses it against him. ] All that cum should make this real easy for me. [ and in goes the first one. ]

[ As much as he loves the idea of being filled with eggs, the actual thing feels weirder than he anticipated. It's a mix of so many things - the excitement of Childe filling hi up and the attention it gets him, the shame of it and the thought of laying these as Childe sees, and again how good it feels to have them showed inside of him. He's beyond exhausted and even the pleasure itself feels painful, but that, too, is why he's enjoying it ]

Fuck— You really had your fun while I was asleep, huh.

I did. I got you to come dry. It was real spectacular~ You should have seen the cute little face you made, Kuniku. You were calling out and beeeegging me to keep fucking you. I wish I could have seen that dream of yours. [ taking another egg he runs its tip along his hole and then pushes it inside. a spurt of cum splashes out, coating his fingers, so he reaches up and brushes them across scara's lips. ] Clean this...

[ he wants to protest about that portrayal, he's sure he wasn't begging, it has to be a lie - but how can he contest that when he's eagerly lapping up at Childe's fingers the moment they're presented to him, moaning around them as if it were his cock and clearly loving being made to taste him this way ]

[ he hadn't been begging but it's not like scaramouche has evidence to the contrary! childe smirks, forcing his fingers down his throat after he's cleaned them to choke him. ] You sound soooo good. My little slut drunk on my cum. [ going to remove his fingers from his mouth, so he can insert another egg. ]

[ he coughs as he forces his fingers down his throat and damn, he shouldn't find that so hot but he does and he ends up whimpering once those fingers leave him, a hand going to his mouth to cover it as he feels the egg pushing inside of him again. How did Childe last when he did it to him? That's so much ]

Shut up, it's — your fault.

I take full responsibility. [ he leans over him to kiss the hand that Scaramouche is covering his mouth with. ] 3 more to go. You’re not at your limit yet, are you, … [ he holds off on fitting another one inside, instead taking a moment to tease him. ] And I don’t want you coming again until they’re all inside you. I want you overly stuffed, Kuniku, … but tell me, do you like how it feels?

Why don't you tell me? You know exactly how it feels.

[ if he sounds frustrated it's because he is - the idea of having to wait to come already making him fear Childe will full on preventing him to do so ]

It's - ... it's good. I like it.

But I want to hear how much you enjoy it. [ and if he does come prematurely childe is going to give him more than six eggs to carry… not that he’s said as much. ] You look incredible, Scaramouche. [ he’s going to take his dick into his mouth again, fitting the rest of the eggs inside him one after the other, and immediately plugging his ass with a few fingers. he wants to drive him wild, wants to enjoy the side of him, wants to… be an asshole. he smirks, turning on the vibrations to one of the eggs… ] Mm~

[ he was trying his best to actually hold out, and he even manages as Childe pushes the other eggs inside of him and forces his fingers in shortly after. Even when he takes his cock in his mouth, his hips snap into Childe's mouth and his hand goes to his hair to hold it tightly, but he doesn't come.

And then he turns on the vibrations.

He comes on the spot - dry again and crying out Childe's name, tears forming to the corner of his eyes and falling down his cheeks with the intensity of it ]

Wait, wait, that's — too much, it's too much.

No it’s not. [ tries to convince him as he sets a hand on the riptide mark, applying a bit of pressure, so he can feel the subtle buzz of the vibrating egg. ] That’s only one, Scaramouche, …there’s five more to turn on. [ he did want to be thoroughly destroyed, right, because childe’s going to accommodate, his smirk turning a bit cruel as the other five are suddenly all turned on at the same time. ] Let’s hear how much you love it!

[ he thought he’d let him rest!! But no, he’s torturing him instead and he’s full on sobbing, overwhelmed and overstimulated, reaching for his hand to hold ]

Fuck-

[ childe takes his hand and squeezes it in an attempt to ground him. he also doesn't leave the eggs on for long and turns the vibrations off after a minute or so, letting scaramouche's brain attempt to catch up with the instant burst of pain and pleasure he just felt. ] You asked me to nearly break you, right, ... [ he leans down to kiss him, moving to lay beside him, so he can tug him closely. ] Enjoy this feeling, Scaramouche.

[ give him a few moments to catch his breath, he doesn't know if he's at his limit, but he certainly did nearly break. Enough so that he doesn't even protest the affection, and instead he kisses him back, keeping his hold on his hand and squeezing it ]

It really feels like this stuff is messing with my head ...

I think you might have caught feelings. [ follows that up with the cheekiest grin known to man. ] It’s strange, no doubt about it, but it also feels real good… [ applies just a bit of pressure to his stomach. ] And you look incredible.

I don't have feelings.

[ he would glare at him but with the pressure applied to his stomach all he can do is whine again, biting on his lip for a moment as he tries to get adjusted to the feeling ]

I'm feeling more full than I ever felt. Like I have no room for more. ... but. The thought of you having filled me with eggs and showing off for you as I give birth to them is more exciting than I thought. Is that how you felt?

[ bullshit. ]

[ he lets up and then sits up, so he can fully lean over scaramouche; a few kisses dotted onto his stomach. ] It’s a lot, almost too much, but that’s part of the reason I enjoy it so much. I define my limits, and I always find myself wanting more around you. [ brings his hand up to cup his cheek. ] And seeing you enjoy it, having debauched me to the moon and back, I like that too. [ kisses him. ] Do you want to rest more or are you ready to give birth for me?

... I feel like I'm going to die if I keep these eggs inside of me for any longer.

But that's why I want to. You wanted to see me with my belly full of them for as long as possible, didn't you? I want you to burn this into your mind too. The way I look right now, and how I will look overwhelmed by pleasure as I lay these for you.

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