[ childe doesn't answer him, instead wrapping his lips around the head of his lace clad cock, so he can start sucking him off. he does like hearing all that though... and he can picture scaramouche getting ready and being excited about his reaction. it's cute. he slips an arm around his waist, tugging at the band's back, so he can glide a finger down the clef of his ass. ] Mm~
[ he holds onto him, leaning into his touch, cock already twitching. It always feels good to have Childe's lips on him, but it's especially nice now, when he's wearing something like this for his enjoyment ]
I told you. You're — always hungry for cock.
I wonder which you'd prefer after all? Filling me with your eggs, or being filled with mine.
[ a snort from around scaramouche's cock. it's hard not to be amused as scaramouche depreciates him, belittling him by calling him a cock whore, because he's not exactly wrong... especially when he's got his lips wrapping around him and he's sucking him off fervently, desperate to see him come apart and, well, cum. he sits up, releasing him with a 'pop', and giving his lips a lick. ]
I wonder which you'd prefer, Scara... [ he scrapes his nail over his hole. ] It really does seem like you'd like to be fucked, to ride by dick until you're stuffed with cum, bloated with eggs, ...this lacy little number stretched and snapping under the pressure...
[ fuck. Childe has always been good at sucking cock, he knows this. But even then he's a little surprised by how quickly he's coming undone. He's close to the edge by the time Childe pulls off of him, and there's a displeased whine when he does.
And of course the words coupled with the feeling of Childe's nail over his hole just make him all the more frustrated ]
What if I don't care and just want to get off, you asshole?
[ childe stills his hand. ] Of course you do, Scaramouche, [ he brings them face to face. ] because you're such a slut. [ he kisses him, his other hand swiftly relieving him of any clothing that's still in the way and then going to tug scaramouche's lacy number aside as he aligns himself. his dick is already leaking precum, so he uses that to lube his asshole up. the hand that was formerly on his dick slides down the shaft, squeezing the base to act like a cockring. ] And don't worry. You're not cumming until I say so.
[ that's CRUEL and he will NOT STAND FOR IT!! There's another whine in protest - he knows he would have come the moment Childe slid inside if it hadn't been for him preventing him from doing just that ]
If you — if you kill me before you let me come this time I'm going to break up with you.
No one is dying. [ he kisses him silent as he starts to ease into him, a huff breaking the kiss as the resistance he’s met with rips a moan from the depths of his throat. ] Tight, so tight, …fuck.
[ He's reaching over for his shoulder, nails digging into them just a little and hole twitching around Childe. he's still feels on the edge of climax, and the more Childe pushes inside him the more he feels he's going to go crazy ]
And you wanted to - just jerk me off ... My ass feels so much better, doesn't it? Fuck ... You're the one who's goddamn big.
[ it takes another few minutes for childe to fully seat himself inside of scara, the heat dizzying, and once he does he's got to take some time to put his head on straight, because it feels like he's been thrown up into the stars. ] Hah, I was fucking with you, Scara, I wouldn't have just, wouldn't have just jerked you off, that wouldn't have been disappointing for the both of us. Mm, of course, you... you feel so good, real fucken great, ...
[ he gives him another searing kiss. ] Keep telling me how much you enjoy my big fat dick.
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I told you. You're — always hungry for cock.
I wonder which you'd prefer after all? Filling me with your eggs, or being filled with mine.
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I wonder which you'd prefer, Scara... [ he scrapes his nail over his hole. ] It really does seem like you'd like to be fucked, to ride by dick until you're stuffed with cum, bloated with eggs, ...this lacy little number stretched and snapping under the pressure...
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And of course the words coupled with the feeling of Childe's nail over his hole just make him all the more frustrated ]
What if I don't care and just want to get off, you asshole?
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Wiat - stop, I don't — I don't want to come with just this.
[ but he may not have a choice, because he's very close and the way he arches his back into his grip makes that obvious ]
Fuck me or ride me, I want — I want something more.
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If you — if you kill me before you let me come this time I'm going to break up with you.
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And you wanted to - just jerk me off ... My ass feels so much better, doesn't it? Fuck ... You're the one who's goddamn big.
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[ he gives him another searing kiss. ] Keep telling me how much you enjoy my big fat dick.