…both. [ he draws a lazy circle over his stomach. ] A beautiful transition from blue to purple, the colors swirling together toward the middle to become something new, something unique. Like us. [ he kisses his cheek, trying his best not to let all this talk stir his dick any further, because he swears he could easily be swayed to fuck scaramouche a second time. ] …as much as love being dick deep in you, Kuniku, I also can’t wait to be able to drag my tongue across your stomach, pepper kisses along the bumps of each egg… I want to bury my face in it, against you, … [ he shuts his eyes and lets out a strained groan, hips jerking up despite his best efforts. ]
[ he could stay like this forever, he swears, but he's also incredibly turned on at the prospect of all the nonsense he just babbled, so he nods, peppering scaramouche in at least half a dozen more kisses. ] Yes. And you'll lay our eggs while I spoil you, yes? I'll make sure it feels good for you.
I will. I can lay your eggs for your viewing pleasure, and then you can think some more about how you can mark me. Making sure everyone will know I'm yours the moment they see me.
[ childe slides a hand up from scaramouche's stomach to his neck, tipping his head back to take him in a kiss. ] Mmf, love you. [ he's into the idea of marking scaramouche's womb, giving him a tattoo similar to his own. it's a shame it won't work similarly, because he'd love to be able to make him squirm. ]
Alright, ready, I think I've kept you full long enough. [ he hooks his arms underneath scaramouche's knees and lifts him up carefully, hissing as soon as he's not longer sheathed in his warmth. ] ...hate leaving you. [ nips at the back of his neck as he shifts, helping him to take his own seat. ] But I want to bury my face in between your legs, so try not to let anything slip just yet.
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A-aah... is that so? Do you want to - pull out of me now, then?
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[ he does and he doesn't. ]
[ he could stay like this forever, he swears, but he's also incredibly turned on at the prospect of all the nonsense he just babbled, so he nods, peppering scaramouche in at least half a dozen more kisses. ] Yes. And you'll lay our eggs while I spoil you, yes? I'll make sure it feels good for you.
Re: day 497, late, nsfw.
Re: day 497, late, nsfw.
Alright, ready, I think I've kept you full long enough. [ he hooks his arms underneath scaramouche's knees and lifts him up carefully, hissing as soon as he's not longer sheathed in his warmth. ] ...hate leaving you. [ nips at the back of his neck as he shifts, helping him to take his own seat. ] But I want to bury my face in between your legs, so try not to let anything slip just yet.