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[ grabs his collar and flips them, his pants hanging low on his hips, since five had already begun to lower them. ] And you're welcome for letting you do a little roleplaying. You seemed far to embarrassed to initiate it on your own. But, hm, what do I want? I would like to fuck you in my Foul Legacy form. I bet you'd like my big fat dick stretching you and filling you up completely.

[ he should not have been able to turn the tables on them like that!! it's his turn to be surprised and he yelps, face red as he stammers as he tries to come up with any possible comeback he can imagine and fails. It's obvious all over his face how much he enjoys the thought but he doesn't want to give Childe the satisfaction of having the upper hand again ]

I — I don't need you to be in a different form to have that now, do I?

[ hah! childe smirks, pleased with himself for turning the tables on five. ] I am pretty big on my own, that's true. [ snickers. ] Is that what you'd like then, Five, for me to shove you down in my cave and fuck you like an animal? Just think about how you'd be squirming around against all those blankets and pillows while I jackhammer into you.

[ Everything in his head is screaming to defend his honor and say I'm not the one who asked you to breed him. But he manages to push down his instinct, stay quiet for a few moments and just let Childe get this victory because he knows the loss of control was an actual issue for him, and he doesn't want to hurt him for the sake of his pride.

But he is petty. So he will reach for his horny tattoo and press the palm of his hand against it ]

Less talk and more fucking, if that's what you want to do.

[ DON'T BRING THAT UP, OH MY CELESTIA. ]

I'm going to fu- [ and, of course, five takes the petty route and childe stops dead in his tracks, the words instantly dying on his tongue as he ducks his head and lets out a lewd moan. he pants straight afterward, arms trembling as he tries to keep himself from just dropping straight onto five. ]

C- Clothes off then. Let me fuck you.

[ it'll never get old, seeing Childe get so excited. He knows it's dirty play but how can he resist when the look is so appealing on him? He's quick to undo his pants and kicks them off along with his underwear, but that's the only thing he bothers with. Instead, he brings his hand to the back of Childe's neck and leans in to talk into his ear ]

I want you to fuck me while I'm still wearing your coat.

I... I can do that. [ childe lifts one of five's legs up and moves it over his shoulders, turning his head to kiss the inside of his thigh. ] But first. [ he uses his other hand to brace under five's ass, holding him up just a bit more so he can slip his tongue in between his cheeks and slick his hole up. ] I'm going to make you regret doing that, sensei. [ unlikely! but he's got to try to save a little face, even if he's all talk. ]

[ He doesn't know what he expected as Childe goes on to lift his leg over his shoulder, but it certainly wasn't that, and his entire face goes red immediately. Childe might not be able to see that but he'll hear the yelp coming out of his mouth and feel him reach for his shoulder immediately.

This position isn't truly any more embarrassing than anything else they've already done, and yet here he is, feeling completely exposed ]

You know you can be rough with me, you don't have to prepare me like this.

[ five will feel childe smirk against his ass, lips lifting as hell considers how to respond. ] If you’d like to be impaled on my dick, sensei, all you’ve got to do is say so. I’d happily oblige, you know, … [ hums, drilling his tongue into him once more. ] And maybe I’m doing this because I like your ass, sensei, it’s very cute. [ he removes his arm from the spot on his lower back, lowering him just a tick so he can spank him. ]

[ He wants to protest but all the words die in his throat as he feels him pushing his tongue inside of him, and all that comes out is a breathy moan, thighs trembling lightly as he bites his lip to prevent himself from getting any louder.

And then he's spanking him, and he really can't hide how much that get to him. This isn't the first time someone does it to him, so it's not a surprise — but it certainly something he wasn't about to share with him just yet. Or ever. ]

Tartaglia—

Hmmm? [ he leans into his thigh, turning his head to drag his teeth along it and nip lightly. ] It’s been such a long time since you’ve called me that. [ he palms the round globe that’s five’s ass once again, squeezing as his eyes flicker in his direction. ] Do you want me to do it again?

[ his face is fully red, eyebrows furrowed as he looks at him and considers whether to answer or not, even if his desire is probably obvious with the way he moves into his touch. Really, it's unfair how every one of his touches and bites always make him feel like it's not enough ]

That's because I only use it when it's just the two of us.

[ if he answers the first question and not the second it's fine, right. ]

Do you really need me to ask?

...do it whenever we're alone. We get a significant amount of time to ourselves and I want to hear it more. [ and he'll spank him again, a bit harder this time. ] Do it, sensei, call me Tartaglia. [ palms his ass, soothing over the faint red mark before spanking him again. ] I wonder if I could get you off by just doing this.

Fuck—

[ That gets to him pretty much immediately, not just the act itself but the way he alternates with the soothing motion and how he's talking to him. Of all the things he's into, this is one he's definitely embarrassed by and yet he can't help but writhe against him, cock twitching in interest and body shaking as he lets out a small cry at the hit - a mix of pained and pleased.

If he calls him by his name again, he really is giving into him, isn't he. He bites on his lip for a moment, and then brings a arm over his eyes to hide his face ]

Don't mock me.

... Tartaglia.

...hah. It sure seems like it. [ childe leans down and drops a kiss on the red mark that's starting to burn bright from all the abuse. ] Look at you, sensei, squirming around just from a little [ spank! ] strike [ five will feel him smirk against the skin as he spanks him again. ] or two. And I'm not mocking you, sensei. I would never. [ he grips one of his cheeks and squishes the soft flesh in hand, finger dipping in between the both of them, so he can finger his puckered hole. ] How about... [ he dips it in, finger fucking him in time with another smack. ] this?

[ every hit against his skin makes him feel like he's burning up, makes his body tremble and his back arch as he throws his head back and tries to come up with something — anything that will be at least more dignified than the cries he's letting out now.

It hurts, it's not like it doesn't hurt, but each hit brings about a wave of pleasure and shame intermingling together and he doesn't quite know what do to with himself.

And then Childe is fingering him, giving him no respite as he keeps spanking him right while he fucks him like this. Could he really get him off with just this? If the way he's feeling pleasure building up is any indication, he's pretty sure the answer is yes ]

Wait, Tartaglia—

[ he reaches over to him and tries to grab on him to get his attention ]

I don't — ... I don't want to come from this. I want to come with you inside of me.

[ he gets childe's attention, but for the next couple of moments he's ignored, and childe simply picks up the pace and spanks him even harder. ] No? But how about coming twice, sensei, like this and then bouncing on my dick. [ childe slides his hand from five's ass along his sides and then to his front, so he can pinch his nipples hard. ] And I'll even suck on these~ I'll make sure you're thoroughly taken care of.

[ At this point it's just bullying, isn't it. There's a few gasps for air as Childe simply picks up the pace and spanks him hard - that spot on his ass feeling sore and sensitive by now. He has no doubt it must look red with all that abuse and there's something about that, too, that excites him - just the thought of Childe marking him in such a way, of doing this to him.

He's trembling, still, body overwhelmed with the onslaught of pain and pleasure mixed in and with how Childe is fingering him that's not getting much better. He knows he'll come if he keeps at it and he doesn't know how much he can last.

And it turns out it's not that much, because feeling him pinch his nipples like that is enough to send him over the edge. He lets out a chocked sob and comes hard, back arching and head thrown back as he hides his face once more, and unable to even form any more word of protest ]

[ childe gets splashed with an exorbitant amount of cum, smirk broadening as he slips out from underneath five's legs and leans down to drag his tongue from five's stomach to his chest, swirling the cum laden appendage around one of his nipples. ] ...sensei, you taste nice. [ snickers, his tail flicking back and forth as he's quick to muffle any kind of response with a kiss. ] Mm~~ [ hums straight through it, rutting against him. ] Look at you, sensei, in~credible~ thoroughly blissed out of your mind from having your cute little ass spanked.

[ Well that's it. He has to kill Childe, there's no other solution. He wouldn't be able to respond even if he wanted to - still coming down from his orgasm and the sight of Childe like this, feeling him rutting against him, isn't doing him much favors. But he does let out a low whine into the kiss, and once Childe's back to talking he frowns, face red with arousal and embarrassment.

Enough that he's grabbing on one end of the coat and just dragging it over his face, hiding beneath it ]

That was — ... playing dirty.

[ 😏 ]

[ ...ohno, cute!!! that's just going to tempt him to do something similar in the future. childe sits back, staring down at five. ] I think playing dirty had been touching my horny tattoo. [ but he doesn't continue complaining about that, since it hadn't been that big of a deal. he doesn't mind it here and there... and it's not like five had kept his hand there. he lays down behind him, circling his arms around him and burying his face in the side of his arm. ] But you liked it.

Let's go get in the shower, sensei.

[ he was going to protest but he's letting him stay hidden, so that's a good compromise. He's quiet for a few moments, unsure whether he should admit it out loud even with how obvious he was, but then eventually— ]

Of course I liked it.

I'm going to suck you off in the shower.

[ childe peppers a couple of kisses along the back of his neck. ] I'm more than fine with that. [ he eases back and gets to his feet. ] Let's go, sensei, and if you're not quick, then I'm going to scoop you up and carry you there myself.

[ he's considering whether he wants to retain some of his pride or not, but then he decides that well, after this ... ]

Then what are you waiting for?

[ he even comes out of hiding, and looks him straight in the eyes as he demands ]

Carry me.

As you wish, sensei. [ he scoops him up bridal style, taking with him one of the blankets as he heads for the bathroom. childe sets five down on the toilet seat and turns to get the shower ready. ]

I think you should be the one spoiling me now. [ turns once the water's running. ]

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