[ 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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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.