childeishly | 🐳 imeeji; inbox 2.

He didn't have a choice... [ he knows scaramouche knows that, but he doubts he cares right now. he can tell he's hurt... mad. ]

AlcheME!... [ he's not sure how he feels about that. he doesn't know too much about their abilities, besides potions. ]

What? [ how many bombs are you dropping. ]

He’s very good with his hands.

I told him about you, but there was some tension.

I… yeah, I can imagine. [ you can stop there, Scara. ] And tension about what, me just existing… or does he already want to split me open? [ … ] I’m sure he’ll want to try seeing as [ makes a motion over himself. ] this. Look at me! I’m like a walking science fair project.

[ does he want to correct him and say it was more tension between the two of them and that they almost kissed ... nah. ]

Mm. If you kill him before he gets your hand on you, then it'll be easier.

I don’t need to shit stir between Wild City and alcheME!

I’m sure he’d make it into a thing and I’m not interested in putting a target on my team’s back, especially not when we got a newbie.

You going to be okay with him here? Is this… thing you guys had going to keep him off your back?

[ this time, he's quiet at the question, but definitely thinking on it properly. IS he going to be okay with Dottore here? Does their "thing" even matter? He knows he doesn't love him, so it's not like that's something that needs to be discussed, but— ]

He knows me well. When I'm around him, I always feel like I'm just doing whatever he wants and playing into his hands. It pisses me off.

But it feels good to.

[ a pause, the he adds ]

He was the one who found me, when I joined the Fatui.

... [ this sounds dangerous. he doesn't doubt that scaramouche can handle himself, but he's... concerned. he might hold on a little bit tighter, ] You don't owe him anything. [ although... he'd be lying if he said he doesn't feel indebted to pulcinella. he breathes out a sigh. ] Just... if he hurts you, tell me, and I'll break every bone in his fucken body. Twice.

[ Does he owe him anything? Of course not. But it's such a complicated feeling, and it's easy to think back on those early days, when he would visit him in the lab even when there was no experimentation schedule. Just to see. Observe, and learn from him.

He was the first human he spent time with willingly after he gave up on them ]

I can handle Dottore. But I might do something stupid when I'm around him.

Alright. [ HE HATES THAT!!! ] And... I'll keep that in mind. [ he sucks in a sharp breath. ] If something should happen please call me, and I'll be there as soon as I can. I... I don't want to lose you. And I don't really trust him not to... hurt you, hurt us, ... [ for personal gain. ]

Mmm ... if you don't leave, then you're not going to lose me.

[ and at that it's his turn to squeeze him a little tighter ]

But you always keep your promises. "Forever and Always". So you won't leave me no matter what, right?

No. [ going to scoop him up and head a little further into the garden. ] And... how about I stay over for a few hours right now? [ he doesn't really want to leave anyway. ]

[ he’s wrapping his arma around him as childe scoops him up, hiding his face in his shoulder and holding him tight ]

Tell me you love me.

I love you, Kunikuzushi. [ he brings a hand to the back of his head. ] Ya lyublyu vas. [ gives him a squeeze. ]

Do you want me to stay over tonight? Or... did you want to stay over at Wild City? I want to be wherever you are.

[ he feels ridiculously needy - but between Dottore’s arrival and Pentium’s departure, he can tell his heart is a mess. And Childe us responsible for it, so he’ll deal. ]

Let’s go to Wild City. You’re carrying me. And cooking something sweet.

I love you too.

[ going to turn on a dime. ] Of course. I should have something you can change into there... something a little bit more comfortable. [ something of his. ] We're going to the cabin. I'll start a nice fire, we can cuddle in front of it, maybe pop in a movie... and I'll make you as many sweets as you like. Maybe some from my home. [ he drops a few kisses on his forehead as he heads out of baritones. ] I love you so much, Kuniku.

[ he's going to return those kisses, kissing Childe's neck and shoulder for each one he gives him ]

...Mm. Careful now, I might decide to stay sad for a little longer, just to get your attention.

[ he gives a little laugh. ] …please don’t stay sad. I hate seeing you sad. I’d much rather you just ask to stay another night, so I can continue spoiling you. [ but if outright asking is the problem, then childe can take care of that. ] Kuniku, I *want* you to stay over again. I doubt I can squeeze everything I want to do into one night anyway… [ kisses the corner of his lips. ]

[ Was asking the problem? Well. Maybe. He already feels needy and he despises looking vulnerable. Even with Childe, it still takes a bit to allow himself to be. So he didn't think about asking for an extended stay, but he definitely needs it. Especially because going back to Baritones will make things worse - after all, is room was right next to Pentium and they were coming over each other's all the time.

But that Childe was able to pinpoint that and just proceeds to take care of it without him having to say anything just surprises him ]

[ And with that, well. Comes the realization of just how much he loves Childe and how good he is to him.

He doesn't notice at first, but Childe probably will with the wetness on his shoulder. But by the time the sobs are starting to come out even Scara clues in on the fact he's crying - a first in a long time, at least outside sleep ]

[ as soon as he realizes scara is crying he picks up the pace, his tails moving in such a way that they form a barrier around him. no one will see, and childe will act as though it didn’t happen if scara prefers it that way. ]

[ he reaches wild city, his room, and eventually the cabin in almost no time at all… shaking off the snow and kicking off his boots only to head into the living room and into down into a small nest of blankets. he sets a hand on his back, stroking it affectionately as he does his best to soothe him. ]

It’s a little chilly in here, right, we should probably cuddle for a bit… warm up… and then I can get started on everything… [ he kisses the crown of his head, drowning Scara in his fluffy tails. ]

[ It's good that he's hiding him, because he wouldn't want anyone to see him like this. It's already quite a big deal that he's letting Childe, but as far as he's concerned, it's fine if it's him. He's going to hold onto him the entire time, still a crying mess, but once they reach his cabin he seems to have calmed down somewhat. ]

You'll start on everything later. It's cold.

[ and he does want the cuddles to last as long as possible ]

Though with you here like this it makes me want to shove you to the ground and ride your cock until you're exhausted.

...of course. We have all the time in the world now besides. [ childe moves so that he's on the bottom, a tug on scaramouche's waist dragging him straight into his lap. ] Oh? what a turn of events. I'm going to have a hard time making you all of those desserts if I'm exhausted, Kuniku. [ he laughs a little breathlessly, because the thought alone has him getting hard. ] ...unless I am the dessert. [ snickers. ]

[ ah, so just the thought is getting to him. He smirks, clearly feeling in control now - tears dried up though his eyes are still a little red.

He moves on Childe’s lap without protest, and starts rolling his hips, grinding on him, trying to entice him further ]

You could be.

And afterwards you could stay inside me for a little while … would you like that?

...hnf. K- Kuniku. [ childe's breath hitches, his grip on scaramouche's hips tightening as he holds him still, so he can grind up against him - harder and faster. ] D- Don't tempt me like that. You know I, you know how much I like that, cockwarming. [ he shuts his eyes, leaning back into the plush pillows. ] I still need to start the fire and... I thought I was supposed to be spoiling you, with dozens of desserts... not selfishly keeping you on my, my dick...

Look at you … so desperate already.

[ not that he’s any better - he’s just as hard, and though he’s letting Childe take the lead, he’s still matching his movements as he grinds against him ]

If I want your dick inside me, though, then aren’t you still spoiling me? I like it too, you know. Cockwarming.

[ but they probably really need to at least start the fire … ]

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