[ his mask has another couple of cracks in it, because sure is driving him wild. there are a number of unusual urges surging inside of him that, the second, are growing harder to ignore… and the icing on the cake is being praised for breeding him well and getting called a good mate. ]
[ he’s been trying to be good, because he knows how tired Scaramouche is. their stamina isn’t the same, but then again matching Childe’s is probably nigh impossible. still, despite his best efforts, he’s getting hard again, brain scrambling as the pain starts overtaking the pleasure. he doesn’t care though, and instead reaches to finger scara’s hole. ]
I love it. I don’t want it to end, and I’m sorely tempted to breed you immediately after you’ve finished, so you stay in this debauched state forever. It’s such a good look for you, so much so that I’m already getting hard again. [ he can’t imagine there’s anything left, but that doesn’t stop him from taking his dick in hand and slowly stroking himself. ] You drive me crazy, Scaramouche.
[ Good. That's exactly what he wants, to see Childe lose it just as much as he is, and seeing the way he starts stroking himself while he fingers him is only spurring him on further. He lets his voice out, moaning without shame just to show him how much he's getting to him as he starts pushing the first egg out ]
Maybe you should, then. Keep me bred and full of you forever, so I won't be able to get away from your grasp, huh? It's - so much, Tartaglia ... I can feel the eggs moving inside of me.
I don't think I can come anymore. [ but that hasn't removed the intense feeling of needing to. he's getting all riled up again, his hips jerking as he fucks his hand a bit faster. ] I... I should. I should keep you here, full and bred... and mine. No one else is as good for you as I am. [ so he knows that scaramouche is supposed to be passing the eggs, but he's slowly losing his mind, so he guides his dick to his hole and thrusts into him. ] Now you'll feel them move more.
[ he should protest this - it's going to defeat the purpose of what they're doing now and make it harder, not easier. But still he laughs, his arms wrapping around Childe as he starts moving toward him, rolling his hips to entice him further ]
Yes, yes - that's it exactly, claim me and keep me all for yourself! It's what you want, isn't it? To be the only one allowed to look at me like this—!
[ HE SHOULD. it's defeating the purpose-! but childe can't help himself, and scaramouche is to blame for his losing it. he grabs his wrists and pins them above his head, fucking him at a punishing pace to start. ] I... I do. It's not fair, and I know it, but I don't care. I can't help it. I can't... fucken help it...
[ he shouldn't encourage it because he just said if Childe is allowed to fuck others than so should he, but he likes the possessiveness and wants to feed it further. He does want him to be jealous, does want him to desire him, and even go a little crazy over him. he can't help it ]
You're a Harbinger - who cares about being fair? [ a short, breathy laugh, and he lifts his hips up so he can cross his legs around his waist as well ] I love this - love being yours, love being filled up so much, it's not enough, it's never going to be enough, so keep claiming me over and over again.
[ and that's part of the reason childe knows he shouldn't say this kind of stuff. it's bullshit and not the least bit fair to scaramouche, since childe can't promise to be his. things might have been different had he been here from the start, but... no, maybe not. his feelings for zhongli had been simmering since the start. it doesn't matter though, because scaramouche, asshole though he may be, holds a special place in his heart. ]
...hah, s'true. [ a broken laugh as he's dragged closer. ] I love it too and I'm not going to stop. I'll make sure you're always feeling full and... [ loved. he doesn't say it, but it's on the tip of his tongue. ] Just full. So full. [ childe captures his lips in a kiss as he moves the riptide mark up to his 'heart'. ] Kunikuzushi.
[ If he weren't horny as hell this would probably be enough to scare him, because even if Childe knows better than say "loved", the mark right up his heart is already terrifying enough. But he is more focused on the horny, and hearing his name called out like that is helping that further. He feels like he's not going to be able to come again either, but it doesn't matter, he still loves feeling Childe inside of him like that - pleasure and pain mixing up and even if it's all quite uncomfortable he loves every minute of it ]
[ it's a real good thing that childe's brain is at max horny because he would probably say a bunch of stuff to ruin the moment. adding feelings to the mix with the two of them has been nothing but disastrous, and he'd rather just enjoy the moment as is, then complicate the matter... again. he kisses him, taking away his breath, as he eventually comes... just a few spurts before he's riding out a dry orgasm. he can barely thing anymore, the collar thing almost sailing over his head. ]
Whatever you want. A collar. A ring. Just tell me.
[ his dick twitches inside him. ] ...fuck. [ he kisses him silent, because he's on the verge of going fucken mad. he can't come again, but scaramouche is edging him like an asshole! ]
[ there's a sharp cry at that, followed by a full body shudder. He likes the bite just as much as he likes the possessiveness, and it shows all over his face ]
I appreciate that, but I need to - get these eggs out now, or I'm really going to explode.
Keep your eyes on me, and see what you've reduced me to.
[ he reaches for his hand to hold it, spreading his legs again as he once more starts pushing the eggs out - cum leaking from his hole as the first one starts peeking out ]
My bitch. [ reaching in between his legs he grabs a glob of cum on his fingers, grinning madly as he draws the riptide symbol on his womb, where it sat formerly. ] Mine.
[ he's beyond exhausted but he likes this, loves the way it feels to have Childe's undisputed attention on him right now, and him drawing his riptide mark with cum should disgust him but no, it excites him beyond belief. It's just a moment after that he finally passes the first egg - the second one following shortly after ]
...look at that. [ he smiles and leans down, grabbing scaramouche's ankle to move his leg aside, so he can shove several fingers into him to 'help'. ] You're so loose, Scara, I'm surprised all of the eggs just aren't tumbling out. [ he removes his fingers and clears them of his cum. ] Keep going. You're doing great. So good... you look so good giving birth for me.
[ he arches his back at that, one hand going to cover his mouth as he moans, enjoying just how filthy this whole thing is. Childe will be able to feel the rest of the eggs, the third one already peeking out and catching on Scara's rim ]
That's - that's right, I'm doing this for you. A little reward - for breeding me so well.
I should do it more then. Keep you fucked and bred... and all mine. [ he tries to help the egg out to alleviate some more of the pressure and the pain. ] Almost done, you're so close, keep going.
[ he appreciates it, and it does help - making the process a lot smoother. The last two go out much easier, pretty much just tumbling out as Childe had expected earlier. And once he's done, he's completely spent, breath heavy as he lays down completely ]
This, too - you can never do this with anyone else. All right?
I kind of figured this was just an us thing... the eggs. I had no intention of sharing it. I might breed someone else, but not like this. Never like this. It's just a word, something to get me riled up...
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[ his mask has another couple of cracks in it, because sure is driving him wild. there are a number of unusual urges surging inside of him that, the second, are growing harder to ignore… and the icing on the cake is being praised for breeding him well and getting called a good mate. ]
[ he’s been trying to be good, because he knows how tired Scaramouche is. their stamina isn’t the same, but then again matching Childe’s is probably nigh impossible. still, despite his best efforts, he’s getting hard again, brain scrambling as the pain starts overtaking the pleasure. he doesn’t care though, and instead reaches to finger scara’s hole. ]
I love it. I don’t want it to end, and I’m sorely tempted to breed you immediately after you’ve finished, so you stay in this debauched state forever. It’s such a good look for you, so much so that I’m already getting hard again. [ he can’t imagine there’s anything left, but that doesn’t stop him from taking his dick in hand and slowly stroking himself. ] You drive me crazy, Scaramouche.
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Maybe you should, then. Keep me bred and full of you forever, so I won't be able to get away from your grasp, huh? It's - so much, Tartaglia ... I can feel the eggs moving inside of me.
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Yes, yes - that's it exactly, claim me and keep me all for yourself! It's what you want, isn't it? To be the only one allowed to look at me like this—!
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You're a Harbinger - who cares about being fair? [ a short, breathy laugh, and he lifts his hips up so he can cross his legs around his waist as well ] I love this - love being yours, love being filled up so much, it's not enough, it's never going to be enough, so keep claiming me over and over again.
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...hah, s'true. [ a broken laugh as he's dragged closer. ] I love it too and I'm not going to stop. I'll make sure you're always feeling full and... [ loved. he doesn't say it, but it's on the tip of his tongue. ] Just full. So full. [ childe captures his lips in a kiss as he moves the riptide mark up to his 'heart'. ] Kunikuzushi.
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You should — give me a collar too.
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Whatever you want. A collar. A ring. Just tell me.
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[ he leans in to kiss behind his ear ]
So I can remember who I belong to, huh?
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You like hearing that, don't you?
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I appreciate that, but I need to - get these eggs out now, or I'm really going to explode.
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[ he reaches for his hand to hold it, spreading his legs again as he once more starts pushing the eggs out - cum leaking from his hole as the first one starts peeking out ]
Your bitch.
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A-aah ... they're coming out already!
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That's - that's right, I'm doing this for you. A little reward - for breeding me so well.
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This, too - you can never do this with anyone else. All right?
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I'm not sharing this and neither will you.
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