[ he does enjoy it and he's literally and emotionally swept off his feet, all too eager to kiss him back and of course, his eyes already have hearts on them just at that ]
So you would be jealous if I took someone on a date?
[ bristles!!!! until he realizes he's talking about him and then he just makes a face. ] Are you serious? [ but he doesn't really complain, and instead helps him try to look for a train themed room. ] Do you really think that something like that'll be here?
[ childe snickers, crowding his space from behind. ] It's a date, no, it's meant to be special. Am I not allowed to plan something nice for my boyfriend?
[ Hearing him call him B O Y F R I E N D is a critical hit and the hearts in his eyes flash a bright pink. He even turns a little to look back at Childe ]
Im sure it’s ridiculous. [ he takes the keys and heads to the room, opening the door. ] … [ snorts. ] Just as I suspected. [ he takes scaramouche’s hand and brings him to the bed, taking a seat on its edge and scooting back, so he’s eventually sitting against the head board. ]
[ he crooks a finger at him. ] All aboard, Mouchie~ [ snickers. ] Open your present.
[ beneath his sweat pants and hoodie is this, a number similar to scaramouche’s, but with little purple accents. ]
[ he's so disappointed by the train theme! He expected something sexy, not ridiculous. How could you betray him love hotel. But he follows Childe easily, and is more than fine opening his present. He'll bring his hands to Childe's hoodie, taking it off and then ... there's not quite a gasp, but his breath does hitch at the sight ]
[ Scara, sexy train theme probably doesn’t exist. it’s likely a myth. at least the room has a functioning bed. childe is thankful for that, if nothing else. ]
I did. [ he takes out the ‘crown’ from the hoodie pocket and sets it on his head, the purple accent a little more than eye catching. ] Do you like it?
[ he’s not hard yet, but there is a big bulge in the panties, his tattoo on full display. ] I had a feeling you might. I want you to fuck me this time. Surely that’s an activity… and on my gift list… [ grabs scara’s shirt to tug him close, ] Eggs.
[ It's unfair just how hot Childe is, how he constantly sets him off with little to no effort. He grins at his words - already he'd been feeling the urge to fill him, so he knew from the start eggs were going to be on the menu.
But hearing Childe ask for it makes him all the more eager, makes him feel like his head is swimming and he's falling into the same kind of heat Childe does. Of course the hearts in his eyes are shining even more brightly, and he instantly brings his hand on his tattoo, pressing against it just as he leans in to kiss and bite at his neck ]
I'm going to keep filling you up, over and over again, even after you've laid them all.
[ at the touch the tattoo glows bright, childe squirming beneath as Scara buries his face in his neck to start kissing and biting. ] Ah, g- good. [ is all he gets out as he feels a heat wash over his body from the full on contact to the tattoo. his panties strain as he gets hard, pre cum leaking from the tip of his cock. ] Breed me, [ he turns his head to try to kiss Scara back. ] breed me, Scaramouche.
[ he wastes no time in pinning him down the bed once the pants are gone too, and he bites on his neck again - hard, enough that it's clear he wants to leave a mark on him. He brings his hand to his cock, palming him through his panties ]
I bet you played with yourself before inviting me too. Did you open yourself up and fuck yourself with your fingers while you kept thinking about my eggs?
...feeling a little possessive, Scaramou- [ he's interrupted by the hand on his dick, his hips jerking as he sucks in a sharp breath. ] Scaramouche? [ childe just laughs at the accusation. ] What makes you say that, mm? You think that's all I do, fuck myself to the thought of you? Pft. [ he rolls his eyes, but the smirk never leaves his face, and scara might notice that sitting in the band of his lacy panties is a small remote. oh, he did more than fuck himself open. he's still got the thick vibrator stuffed into his ass. ]
Don't you? I bet your mind is racing while thinking of all sorts of scenarios. Maybe you're even thinking about being showered with attention by all of your lovers. Wouldn't that be nice, making sure your holes and hands are filled with cocks, so we can keep breeding you over and over again.
[ he's bringing his hand right at that remote, increasing the speed just as he presses on his horny tattoo again ]
[ childe still has a smile plastered on his face, because despite his cocky attitude, he did spend some time prepping himself to the thought of Scaramouche. he’s just being an ass. he didn’t expect all this, however, and he does catch his mind drifting to scaramouche and zhongli both fucking him stupid… so much so that he doesn’t catch the movement of his hands so as the vibrator is turned on and scara’s hand hits his tattoo his brain overloads. ]
-!!!
[ he arches his back and instantly cums, face red and debauched as he splashed his stomach and chest in his sticky hot seed. his scrambled brain doesn’t immediately right itself, his body still tense as he pants. fuck, that was unexpected. he brings a hand to his face, barely managing a laugh, his eyes eventually focusing enough to land on Scaramouche. ]
[ he doesn't even let up at all - he keeps the vibe on and his hand on his tattoo. It's only after a few moments that he scoops the cum on Childe's stomach with his fingers, licking it off and then just smirking at him, like an asshole ]
How embarrassing. You came so quickly and so easily ...
...fuck you, Scaramouche. [ he grits his teeth and huffs, trying to focus on getting his thoughts in order, but the vibrator is right up against his prostate and the fact that scaramouche hasn't moved his fucken hand has his nerves alight. his entire body feels like it's on fire and he swears he could cum again if this keeps up. he's definitely already rock hard again! ] I thought you wanted to breed me...
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Re: Day 489, during the dating game.
So you would be jealous if I took someone on a date?
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[ he will reach for his hand and starts tugging him toward the list of rooms available ]
I want something special today. This one is themed like a train.
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You know, Scara, I have a special surprise planned for you...
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Do you plan on telling me what it is?
Re: Day 489, during the dating game.
But help me find the train room. The sooner we find it the sooner you'll have your present and the sooner you'll see what it is.
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There it is, these are the keys. I wonder what it's like inside...?
Re: Day 489, during the dating game.
[ he crooks a finger at him. ] All aboard, Mouchie~ [ snickers. ] Open your present.
[ beneath his sweat pants and hoodie is this, a number similar to scaramouche’s, but with little purple accents. ]
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You bought this just for me ...?
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I did. [ he takes out the ‘crown’ from the hoodie pocket and sets it on his head, the purple accent a little more than eye catching. ] Do you like it?
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[ he's going to make sure to take off his hoodie entirely, his hands moving to his pants now ]
I like how it's marking you as mine.
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But hearing Childe ask for it makes him all the more eager, makes him feel like his head is swimming and he's falling into the same kind of heat Childe does. Of course the hearts in his eyes are shining even more brightly, and he instantly brings his hand on his tattoo, pressing against it just as he leans in to kiss and bite at his neck ]
I'm going to keep filling you up, over and over again, even after you've laid them all.
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I bet you played with yourself before inviting me too. Did you open yourself up and fuck yourself with your fingers while you kept thinking about my eggs?
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[ he's bringing his hand right at that remote, increasing the speed just as he presses on his horny tattoo again ]
Tell me how much you want my cock right now.
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-!!!
[ he arches his back and instantly cums, face red and debauched as he splashed his stomach and chest in his sticky hot seed. his scrambled brain doesn’t immediately right itself, his body still tense as he pants. fuck, that was unexpected. he brings a hand to his face, barely managing a laugh, his eyes eventually focusing enough to land on Scaramouche. ]
Son of, son of a bitch…
Re: Day 489, during the dating game.
How embarrassing. You came so quickly and so easily ...
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I do.
But not before you beg me to fuck you.
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