Do you know how exhausted I am going to be as soon as my heat finally tapers, ... [ he'll be dead. ] Just... [ he moves his arms over scara's, so he can just start idly making them move over his stomach. ] I just mean... touch my tattoo. Right now everything feels good. Too good. I know that's not going to last. I'm going to be sore as fuck and the pain that going this hard is going to bring is going to hit me like a freight train... or ten. [ peers over his shoulder. ] Couldn't be me. [ a cheeky grin. ]
[ he does bring his hand to his tattoo, and then just keeps it there, enjoying the feel of his stomach like this. There's something incredibly satisfying about getting Childe into heat, and seeing him filled up with eggs. Real ones, and his on top of that ]
You say that like you're not going to get off on that pain, heat or not.
[ snorts. ] ...maybe a little. [ ... ] How did it feel, to breed me? [ he drags scara's hand to one of the eggs as he asks, tracing the shape of it. ] I'm going to need to get in the shower after a nap, though I'm not sure if I'll be able to stand that long...
I know you do. [ he turns around and loops his arms around scaramouche, giving him a couple of kisses. ] Greedy Scaramouche. [ nips at his lip, drawing a bit of blood. ]
I should be the one breeding you... [ he rocks against him in the laziest manner known to man, shutting his eyes. ] But I do look good full of eggs. [ one of his hands moves back to his stomach as his face flushes a bright red, one last kiss given to scaramouche. ] I make the best bred bitch.
Let's get some sleep. I'm going to hate myself in the morning. [ aka, he's going to be sore af and mad about it. ] I almost wish I had a little bit more self control... [ tugs scaramouche closer, squishing him against his egg filled belly. ]
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You say that like you're not going to get off on that pain, heat or not.
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I'm the one who put real eggs into you.
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I should be the one breeding you... [ he rocks against him in the laziest manner known to man, shutting his eyes. ] But I do look good full of eggs. [ one of his hands moves back to his stomach as his face flushes a bright red, one last kiss given to scaramouche. ] I make the best bred bitch.
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You do.
But I'll let you breed me next time.
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Let's get some sleep. I'm going to hate myself in the morning. [ aka, he's going to be sore af and mad about it. ] I almost wish I had a little bit more self control... [ tugs scaramouche closer, squishing him against his egg filled belly. ]