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So, what are we doing first?

How about the ferris wheel? [ point. ]

Romantic. Can we kiss there?

I should hope so.

Do you mind doing that first? Or would you prefer to save it for last?

We can do it now.

[ and he will reach for his hand to hold ]

I like this.

[ drapes his tails over Scaramouche here, there, and everywhere as they head of the ferris wheel. ] And we’ll be able to see the whole park from up there, so you can help me choose what’s next.

I'm thinking you should spoil me with ice cream.

I can do that. [ he moves into the car that’s sitting at the ‘dock’, tugging Scaramouche into his lap and circling his arms around him. ]

[ ... oh. This is more affectionate than he expected, and he rests against him, quiet for a moment ]

You look cute like this.

[ he sets his chin on the crown of scaramouche’s head. ] You look cute too. I’m sorry about the other night… I know we planned for it, but I hadn’t meant to kill you. I just wanted to fuck your brains out.

Mmm ...Meeting the lady wasn't pleasant. Just like last time.

But the act itself was enjoyable. And I don't hate it.

…I imagine not. I hope she didn’t ask questions. [ shuts his eyes and just holds him. ] Do you know what sort of corruption you’ve come back with? Do I need to strip you bare and search every inch of you later, ..?

Edited (Gdi) 2022-05-30 20:41 (UTC)

[ ... fuck. That's making him more horny than it has any right to, but he tries to keep his cool ]

...Mm. I haven't figured it out yet. It doesn't seem to be on my body.

But I haven't looked properly.

…let’s figure it out together. If it’s not a mark, then it’s an effect and I want to be the one that shares the surprise of the experience. [ kisses his cheek, shifting to point outside the ride, since they’ve reached the top. ] Do you see anything you’d like to ride, ..? [ rocks into him subtly. ] besides me.

[ besides him indeed, because he's already thinking he WANTS to ride him. There's a soft groan at him rocking against him, but he tries to keep his composure otherwise ]

... Aside from you.

I don't know what half these things do.

[ childe licks at his neck, ] Aside from me, yes. [ a chuckle follows. ] A lot of them are considered ‘thrill rides’, fast and exciting. Just like me. [ feel free to slap him. he deserves it. ]

[ he's not slapping him but he is reaching over for his face to try to pull him off, even if he's enjoying that ]

Then one of those thrill rides. They can't be that thrilling.

Alright, then how about [ points at some roller coaster. ] that one. [ also... he's not stopping. licks and nips some more. ]

[ he lets out a soft groan at that, he's getting excited pretty fast, and he seems more sensitive than he normally is ]

If - if you keep that up, I'm going to strike back.

You say that like it’s not a reason to keep poking the hornet’s nest, Kuniku.

[ well, fine. He's going to start rocking against him in earnest, grinding his ass against his cock and tilting his head, giving him better access ]

Then you better be ready to make this a thrill ride and fuck me right here, because I'm not going to be able to stop.

[ he… didn’t expect him to go along with it, so he lets out a shuddered groan and grabs his hips to help him rock harder and faster. fuck. he thought he’d get a slap on the wrist, since they should be enjoying the park and not… this. or, hm, no… maybe this is fine too. ] How about I suck you off instead. I’d much rather save the fucking for later. Besides, [ licks his lips. ] I want to taste you so bad, Kuniku.

[ ah, fuck. How does Childe manage to drive him so crazy. He knows the brat has no self control but he, he should be a different story. And yet it all goes out the window when they're together. He keeps grinding against him, letting out a soft moan as he feels Childe against him, before he nods, reluctantly moving off of his lap ]

... Something quick. We still have the park to enjoy, even if you're such a naughty brat.

…hah, that’s what I’m saying. [ but as soon as Scara moves off his lap, he’s spinning them around and pushing him to sit. he’s on his knees a moment later, hands on scara’s and spreading them. childe presses his face against the bulge, opening his mouth and sucking him through the fabric to be an obnoxious tease. ]

[ he's bringing his hand on Childe's head immediately, gripping on his hair and letting out a soft groan ]

... You really make me want to fill you up in all sort of ways.

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