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I'm definitely not the same person I was before I fell into the abyss. And here... this place annoys me more than anything. It's like a test of patience.

But do you regret it? Falling into the abyss, arriving here ... things are different than they were in Teyvat, no?

No. I don't regret the person I've become because of the abyss. As for here... there are definitely things I'm thankful for here. It hasn't been all bad.

We wouldn't have gotten intimate like this anywhere else. Even with your stupid way of courting me by asking me to fight you.

How do you know a fight wouldn't have lead to a fuck?

I would have killed you for suggesting I'd fuck you.

I wouldn't have suggested it so much as let it happen, because it would have happened.

And what would you have done to make it happen? After I kicked your ass no less. Though I'll give you that you look sexy bruised and beaten.

[ grabs a hold of scara's shirt and lifts him up, shoving him straight into the wall beside the upgrade he bought him. ] Are you itching to find out, Kuniku?

Yes.

[ he wraps his arms around his neck, pulling him close ]

Show me how you'd fuck me.

[ captures his lips in a heated kiss as he makes short work of scara’s clothes. ] I’m going to fuck you right up against this wall, Kuniku, so you’re on full display for me.

[ fuck, that's hot, and he's following suit pretty much instantly, kissing him back as he tries to get rid of his clothes immediately ]

If we were back home - I'd be the one pounding into you after beating you.

Real funny that you think you'd win.

[ swats at his hand and grabs it ( and the other ) to pin above his head. ]

You couldn't beat me.

[ he's clearly enjoying this and well, isn't this a wonderful distraction from thinking about the state Childe was in. he doesn't need feelings! ]

I should beat you into a pulp right now just for doubting it.

But right now I want you to rail me.

...should, but won't. [ sinks his fangs into his neck, murmuring against the skin. ] And can't. [ a muffled laugh follows as he drinks some of his blood.

How do you want it, hm? Just a fast, hard fuck?

[ there's a moan at the bite, and he brings his hand to the back of Childe's head, tugging at his hair roughly just so he can kiss him and taste his blood on his lips ]

Yes. We don't have time for something more elaborate.

-ack! [ a choked out noise as his head is tugged back, though it's swiftly muffled ( and forgotten ) as they share a bloody kiss. ] Wrap your legs around my waist then. [ he presses scaramouche just a little bit harder into the wall, using his body to pin him there as he drops a hand to start fumbling with his pants, shoving them down, so they don't have to waist anymore time. ]

Just think, Scaramouche, we... we could have fucked in one of the cramped corners of the Zapolyarny Palace. [ as soon as he's freed himself he gives his dick a few quick strokes. ] The thrill of being caught always lingering...

[ he does as told, immediately wrapping his legs around Childe's waist, letting out a little breathless laugh at the comment ]

Your fault. If you'd made a move I would have let you.

[ didn't he say he would have killed him earlier? nevermind that. He's holding onto Childe and looking more than a little eager, leaning in to kiss at his jaw ]

I always thought you were as annoying as you are hot.

[ childe is about to bring that up, but the kisses to his jaw combined with the look scaramouche is giving him swiftly make him forget anything and everything he planned on saying. ] So pretty fucken hot then, huh?

Pretty fucking hot, yes.

[ he will keep with those kisses, trailing them down to his neck ]

Come on, I'm ready for you big boy.

H- Hah! Big boy? Really... [ laughs, aligning his dick with scaramouche's hole and giving a sharp snap of his hips; bottoming out and filling him completely. ]

Always so...

Always so fucken tight for me.

[ he groans at that, biting on his lip and squeezing his eyes shut as he throws his head back, panting right after. It is tight, and it feels like a little too much with no preparation, but damn, he loves every minute of it ]

A--aah ... that's right, just for you. So celebrate coming back to me by - fucking me so hard you forget about that game.

[ childe has to refrain from telling him it's not that simple. that his legs and one of his arms are really sore, and that keeping him pinning to the wall is wearing thin on what little strength he's got at the moment. still, he doesn't back off, and instead just fucks him hard and fast; intending to end this soon, so he can rest. ]

[ he's not even giving him orders on purpose now, he's just too horny to remember. So instead he's enjoying this thoroughly, leaving kisses anywhere and everywhere he can reach as he keeps letting his voice out for Childe's enjoyment. And the good news is that at this pace, he really doesn't last too long, so Childe will be free to rest soon. sorry, childe!! ]

[ childe keeps at it just a bit longer, since he's not interested in stopping until he reaches his orgasm too. he sags against scaramouche, crushing him against the wall as he tries to catch his breath. it takes him a couple of moments to recover, his hands moving under scara's thighs to hold him, so childe can take a couple of steps back. ] I think I need to... nap... [ going to lift him off and set him down before just dropping to his knees, exhausted. ]

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