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[ 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.

I’m pretty sure that isn’t a kitsune’s purpose, … [ grabs something on the way to the snow door, a small package, and then drapes his tails over scaeamouche to keep him warm as he heads into the snow and to the cabin. ]

I bought you something. [ noses his neck, where his scent gland would be if he had one. ] Will you put it on for me once we’re inside?

You really are pulling all the stops to make up for earlier, huh.

…shut up. [ as soon as he gets inside he just dumps him onto the couch, dropping the package into his lap. it’s the other outfit (tbd). ] I had yours for some time, but I figured you might like to see me in something like this, especially as a kitsune, since they’re kind of special in Inazuma, right?

I can't say I'm terribly attached to them. But for you I can make an exception.

[ he'll set the package aside and instead grabs on Childe's wrist to tug him close ]

You look good.

[ goes easily. ] I thought so too. [ drops onto the couch beside him, tails fanning out as he tries to take another kiss. ] One of these days I'll dance for you.

Not just for me.

[ he smiles, kissing him back and now he's the one moving onto his lap, arms going around his neck ]

I'm recruiting your talents for a show.

Oh? [ he seems interested. he does love being the center of attention for both good *and* bad reasons. ] But, sure, it'll be fun. I would like to dance just for you sometime. [ maybe even a lap dance, but he is referring to something more traditional. ]

[ he goes a little stiff when scaramouche climbs into his lap, face coloring as he feels himself grow a bit warmer. ]

I'm not stopping you from giving me a private performance.

[ he notices the change, smiling at it ]

What's that? Getting all shy already after you were the one who invited me in the middle of the night? How scandalous, by the way. I wonder what your Unitmates are going to say about that.

…no, that’s true. [ he considers it, but then he feels the rush of warmth pool in his gut, as if radiating off the tattoo, itself. ]

Shy, pah, I don’t get shy. [ doubt. ] I don’t care what they’d think, though I’m sure they wouldn’t give a damn, honestly. I should introduce you sometime. But that’s for another time…

[ slides out of his lap and feels a bit of slick, but he’s going to assume ( and silently blame ) scaramouche for that. clearly the mention of a dance already has him hard. ]

[ most people probably aren’t aware ( and the people that may have had an inkling are all dead ) but childe is a real good dancer - having channeled a lot of the grace into how he performs on the battlefield. so while he’s not 110% confident in his abilities to properly perform a dance from inazuma to perfection he does a damn good job. ]

[ Did he notice he got hard? Well, probably. But he won't bring attention to it just yet. He's keeping his eyes on him all throughout that, and maybe it's not perfect, no, but it is good and he isn't surprised. He's seen hi fight, after all. ]

Look at that. You know your stuff. Did you practice for me?

I did, practiced and bought this before our... fight... [ he goes back over to scaramouche and drops into his lap and he'll be able to feel that he's wet, which is probably a mix of alarming and confusing. ] Did you like it?

[ that is more than a little concerning. What? What’s going on? ]

I liked it. Are you okay?

...good. [ childe is about to kiss him, but he stops and tilts his head. ] I'm just a little warm, that's it. [ though the glow of his horny tattoo has intensified and can likely be seen through the kimono. ]

[ he has noticed, and he's checking it, making it pretty obvious ]

You're sopping wet, Tartaglia. Not to mention ...

[ he's going to slide his hand under his clothes, going right for his cock and palming him ]

You've been hard through all that.

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