[ he just smiles at the agreement and leads him to the room. Though the theme ends up being less cozy room and more prison cage, though there is a bed, with the chains attached to the wall, the swing coming from the ceiling, and the cross at the center of the room it's definitely not the first thing to catch someone's attention ]
I've asked for some few special tools. You do have an affinity for electro, don't you.
[ this… sure is a room. he looks around, feeling a mix of intimidated and excited. he knows there are few true sadists here, and being a masochist he can only expect so much of the people that really care about him. ] I do. It’s my delusion element, and it’s also just… you, right… [ laughs, heading further into the room to investigate. ] Sex swings, huh! How novel. [ and ridiculous. ]
Of course not. [ he follows him to the cabinet to take a peek of what’s inside. ]
Yes sir. [ childe laughs, starting to strip. he does so slowly and meticulously; hoping to turn Scaramouche in some. he gets on his knees after, his tattoos all on full display and, yes, hes already half hard. his ears are perked up, and his assortment of tails are all swaying idly behind him. ]
[ childe is about to make a snarky comment when he’s struck across the chest, a hiss all that leaves him as a harsh red mark appears in wake of the strike. ]
H- Hah, oh you’re so generous, sir, how about ropes and a blindfold.
[ grunts, scaramouche’s mouth covering his own a few short seconds later and stealing his breath as he kisses him. he returns it as best he can manage, groping at his front and swiftly searching for his nipples so he can give each of them a pinch. ]
[ chuckles at the slap to his hand. ] oh yeah? Well now I’m even more excited. [ and he will cooperate, since Scara does have to tie him up and he did ask for this over the other. ]
[ He's going to put a blindfold on him first and to his credit, once he gets the rope and starts tying him up, he's actually fairly gentle. He's of course going for full shibari, though, so it will take a while and definitely restrict his movements.
Once he is done, he'll take a step back to admire his handiwork ]
Who would have thought. You really look like a piece of art.
[ …boo. he had been interested in seeing. ] And because you had to put the blindfold on me first I can’t even see how good I look. [ he huffs, not too annoyed, but definitely a little disappointed. ] I had no idea you were so well versed in this kind of thing, Scara. I’m impressed. [ he does attempt to test the binds, but they’re solidly in place. ]
[ He smirks - not that Childe can see. But he will walk toward somethig, Childe will be able to hear him fiddle with a few things, and then he will feel him taping something against him.
Right against the head of his cock first, and then against his nipples.
Once he turns them on he'll know it was bullet vibrators that he's just leaving on
[ this… isn’t a mirror. he sinks his sharp canines into his lip to stifle a small moan as scara tapes the bullets to not just his dick, but also his nipples. he can take a guess as to what they are, but there’s still the matter of wh- ]
[ childe bites down that much harder as Scaramouche turns them on, the head of his cock leaking precum as his nipples instantly become hard. he grunts, making a whining sound as he hears him start to walk away. what-! he better not leave him like this. ] I don’t have much of a choice. [ a laugh, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t expecting Scaramouche not to return. ]
[ He's going to let him think just that. It's quite a while before he comes back and it's obviously been on purpose, especially since the speed of those vibes has been increased every now and then, only to get turned off entirely if it looks like Childe is about to come by any chance. He's somewhere where he can see him, clearly, but nowhere close enough for Childe to see and touch him.
Once he's satisfied, he'll come into the room with a mirror - as promised, and take off the blindfold so Childe can look at himself after the entire ordeal ]
[ childe is a fucken mess, but that probably doesn't come as much of a surprise. he's flushed a deep dark red, sweat beads lining his forehead, and his breathing stunted and irregular. somehow! somehow!! scaramouche is edging him! turning the vibes off right when he's about to come each and every celestia. damned. time. he simpers as he hears the door open and scaramouche fumbling with something ( the mirror, he guesses ) . ]
S- Scaramouche? [ debauched is the perfect a good word for it. he certainly does look like the slut scaramouche probably wanted him to be. ] Good? [ he's not sure how he's supposed to answer. ] Will you... will you touch me?
[ that's exactly what he wanted and the smirk on his face makes it obvious. He reaches for him and takes off the vibe on the head of his cock, though he does keep the others and turn it on. He'll start gripping him and jerking him off too, hand reaching over for him to tug him into a kiss ]
[ makes a startled yelp, but tries to immediately rock into his hand. ] Fuck me, Scaramouche, please fuck me. [ he feels like he's going to come from the minimal contact he's getting already, but he's sure that'll just piss him off and get him punished, so... ] Can I... can I come?
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[ also, wtf, scara you little shit. ]
It's like you're my fucken girlfriend...
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Hahahah ... I'm not your girlfriend, Tartaglia. You're my bitch. But I did think this might turn you on.
Now, I've thought of something that you could enjoy. You're fine with anything, right?
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You do look good in my clothes, I’ll give you that. And sure why not. I’m not going to back down from a challenge, especially one coming from you.
Lead the way princess.
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I've asked for some few special tools. You do have an affinity for electro, don't you.
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But first.
[ he's going to go look into the cabinets and take a riding crop out of the selection of items offered - because look, he's going for the classics ]
Strip down and get on your knees.
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Yes sir. [ childe laughs, starting to strip. he does so slowly and meticulously; hoping to turn Scaramouche in some. he gets on his knees after, his tattoos all on full display and, yes, hes already half hard. his ears are perked up, and his assortment of tails are all swaying idly behind him. ]
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[ he'll tip his chin up with the crop, and then pull back to hit him on the chest with it, hard enough that he will feel it right from the get go ]
Since you're being so good to me, I'll let you choose. I can put some ropes and a blindfold on you, or I can chain you to that wall.
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H- Hah, oh you’re so generous, sir, how about ropes and a blindfold.
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[ he's going to drop on one knee, and then reach over to the back of his head and tug his hair roughly just before he leans in to kiss him ]
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Not yet. Now be good and cooperate while I tie you up. It'll take some time. There's a special discipline for that in Inazuma.
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Once he is done, he'll take a step back to admire his handiwork ]
Who would have thought. You really look like a piece of art.
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Right against the head of his cock first, and then against his nipples.
Once he turns them on he'll know it was bullet vibrators that he's just leaving on
as he walks away ]
Wait here then.
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[ childe bites down that much harder as Scaramouche turns them on, the head of his cock leaking precum as his nipples instantly become hard. he grunts, making a whining sound as he hears him start to walk away. what-! he better not leave him like this. ] I don’t have much of a choice. [ a laugh, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t expecting Scaramouche not to return. ]
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Once he's satisfied, he'll come into the room with a mirror - as promised, and take off the blindfold so Childe can look at himself after the entire ordeal ]
So? What do you think?
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S- Scaramouche? [ debauched is the perfect a good word for it. he certainly does look like the slut scaramouche probably wanted him to be. ] Good? [ he's not sure how he's supposed to answer. ] Will you... will you touch me?
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