childeishly | 🐳 imeeji; inbox 2.

... [ 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 … ]

I am... I am not. [ childe swallows, trying to dial it back a bit, but his mind is swiftly becoming overwhelmed by tens of hundreds of horny thoughts. ] I, yeah, I guess I am. I do really want to bury my dick inside of you... you're always so tight and hot and... you feel so fucken good... [ he groans, shutting his eyes and shuddering beneath him. ] H- How about we... we get a few things ready...

[ he swallows again, trying to find a touch of clarity. ] Let's start the fire and order a couple of sweets, since... we clearly won't be making them... so at least once you're on my dick I can still spoil you, feed you... [ he gives him a kiss. ] Make sure you have everything you could ever want.

[ he's clearly enjoying the praise, because he's giving him a satisfied smile as he goes on about how good he feels. It takes a lot of willpower for him to move off of Childe, but he does, taking a few steps back and getting up so Childe can set that up ]

Mmm ... then hurry up, or I'll get cold.

[ because he's starting to take his clothes off, slowly, clearly trying to provoke him ]

[ childe scrambles for the fire and quickly gets it going, and then he pulls out his phone, nearly dropping it, and orders them a bunch of different sweets - desserts that remind him of Snezhnayan delicacies, Inazuman delicacies, and things he’s even come to like here. he has to leave to pick it up, but he transforms into a bird to do so, so he can hurry there and back in mere minutes. ]

[ he’s also been trying to avoid making eye contact with Scaramouche for obvious reasons, so when he comes back to find him half naked he shrugs his own shirt off to throw it around his shoulders, using it to yank him close. ] You’re too much. [ and with Scara this close he rocks his hips into him, showing him that his little tease did, in fact, get to him. ] You look especially good in my shirt, you know.

[ it's his turn to appear just a little desperate, because the moment Childe rocks his hips into him he's moaning - hard as a rock and already seeking more of that friction. So he wastes no time in doing what he promised he would do, he pushes Childe to the ground so he can take his place on his lap again, though not before taking off everything he's wearing except Childe's shirt ]

Then fuck me while I'm wearing it.

[ childe laughs as he falls into the pile of pillows of blankets, twisting and turning to kick off his own pants as scaramouche continues grinding down into him and making it harder to concentrate on anything but burying his dick inside of him. ] I’m going to.

[ he grabs his hips to stop him from moving, his other hand disappearing into one of the bags. he also made sure to buy lube. he bites the cap off and squeezes a healthy amount onto his fingers, hastily moving them between scara’s ass and pressing them against his hole. ] I’m going to fill you up with so much cum and then you’re going to take my knot.

[ there's a short airy laugh at that, but it's broken by a moan and he has to bite his lips to prevent himself from being even more embarrassing. This is so much better than crying or thinking about whether Dottore's presence will fuck things up for them. ]

Y-yeah? Are you going to fill me up until my stomach is going to bulge? I want to be so full of you I won't be able to think of anything else ...

[ he brings his hands to Childe's chests, paying close attention to his pecs and then starting to tease his nipples ]

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