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That's going to be a long, long dream if you want me to keep you filled up, Eleven.

[ but he still tugs him close ]

Are you sure you can take that?

Who says I’m interested in seeing it end, … [ he gives him a sharp smile, eyes glinting dangerously. ] Of course I can take it.

…but when the dream finally does end will you come to Wild City and spend the rest of the night with me?

... Should you be asking me that? [ a pause, and then ] I'll come.

Yes. [ rocks into him. ] And good. [ kisses him, biting his lip. ] Now what are you waiting for, Scaramouche?

[ he's going to bring his hand to his hips, holding onto him as he shifts position, letting his cock slide between Childe's cheek, teasing him like that for a few times before he finally aligns himself against his hole, pushing into him shortly after ]

Aah ... it is loose after all. Those eggs sure opened you up.

[ childe flushes a deep dark red. ] Sc- Scaramouche, don't... [ bring attention to it, though any complaints are swiftly lost to a moan as he sinks back into him. ] You gave me so many. [ he takes his shoulders in hand and starts riding him. ] But I still feel good right, the best, ..?

Look how needy you are.

[ he slaps his ass at that, clearly enjoying how desperate just mentioning he's loose is getting him. ]

You still feel good. Ah, but I wonder if I should stuff even more in you, mm? Another cock to fill you up and satisfy you after all those eggs.

I... I am not. [ but he does dig his nails into his shoulders, trying to hurry the pace along. ] Another... [ he tilts his head and spreads an assortment of kisses along his neck. ] Give me another one of your cocks, Scaramouche. Use both of them to breed me. I'll take it all, just for you, I'll manage... I can never have too much of you. [ sinks his teeth in, sucking a little blood from him. ]

[ so he enjoys the suggestion. This is another piece of information that he will keep for another time. For now, he tilts his head, letting him suck as much blood as he wants as he simply manifests a second cock - it's a dream, he can do whatever he wants. He doesn't have it already inside of Childe, but he brings his hand to it to push it at his hole, his other hand going to his cheek to stretch it a little bit ]

Anything for you.

[ scaramouche is learning all sorts of fun things about his comrade, and perhaps five isn’t the only size queen. ] H- Hnf, ah, that’s… impressive… [ he huffs a laugh as he feels it start stretching him, scaramouche providing some much needed help. ] It… it should fit… [ he doesn’t sound as confident as he did a moment ago, but the anything for you has his tails buzzing and soon he’s kissing scaramouche again. ] I may have the gnosis, but… you’re still so divine. [ murmured against his lips. ]

You should take it for yourself. When you go back to your world, take it and make it yours. Live a long life. I'd like that...

[ he says a little breathless as he pushes in - this is all starting to feel overwhelming but he likes it, likes the little edge of pain that comes with just how much they've been at this, Childe's desperation, and being able to give him something no one else can ]

… [ he’d like that. he feels his chest clench, thoughts briefly wandering in the direction of feelings once again, but he’s quick to pump the breaks. ] Ahhn, big, too big, … [ he cries out, trying to spread his legs wider, so he can fully accommodate both of scaramouche’s dicks. ] It’s so much and I love it. [ he’s drunk on the mix of pain and pleasure, the swirl it’s causing in his head and briefly, just briefly, he considers scaramouche’s words. he could be with them all, he could protect his family, he could become even stronger ( the strongest ). ] Scaramouche. [ he chants his name against his lips, digging his nails in as he swiftly forced himself down fully into the other cock. ] Does, does it feel tight again, it should, you… I’m so full of you…

[ give him a moment, giving himself two cocks might have been a great idea but it also means he's twice as sensitive. There's a soft groan as Childe seats himself fully on both of them, and wow, how full he must be right now ]

You — feel amazing. My beautiful, perfect brat. You make me feel like stealing you away.

Didn't you kind of, invaded my dream and... fuck. [ he groans, setting a slow and steady pace. ] Don't care though.

[ He could point out he means outside of the dream, but for now, it doesn't matter. He'll settle back, his hands still on Childe's hips but letting him take charge this time, and seeing how he rides him ]

Mmm ... what will you do - when you see me outside the dream, I wonder?

I did say I wanted to see you after this, so how about we finish up and you drop by. I’m sure you could use your BiT BS ability to wake us both up.

[ starts moving a little bit faster, trying to spur Scaramouche into filling him up again. ]

[ fuck, he's good. It doesn't take him long to give him exactly what he wants - especially given how much more sensitive he is, and how many rounds they've gone for already. He holds his hips just a bit tighter, and just like that, he ends up spilling inside of him once more ]

You - want me to wake you up now?

Both of us, mm! I want you to come over. [ a grunt as his hand moves to his stomach, digging his fingers in and feeling scaramouche's dicks among all of the cum he's been filled with. ] ...you promised.

[ well, in that case. He's going to leave him with a kiss to his lip, and then he'll wake them both up.

He takes a bit of time to get to Wild City, but he does send him a text when he's at the door ]

[ no text response! instead childe opens the door ( in a new outfit tbd ) to scoop scara up and shove him into the adjacent wall for a fierce kiss. ] ...took you long enough. [ huffs a laugh against his lips. ]

[ oh. He didn't expect that greeting. Even if they made up via dream ]

Don't tell me you missed me.

Fine. I won't. [ but he doesn't like *actually* fighting with scaramouche. ] Look, my form changed. [ and he's a full fledged kitsune - nine tails and all. ] I dressed up for you. Do you like it?

Mmmm ... are you going to be my very own Kitsune now? I could make you my familiar.

And just what would that entail, … [ he doesn’t set Scara down and instead brings him inside and to his room. ] Sand or snow?

Being my servant. Doing what I tell you to do.

Snow.

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