childeishly | 🐳 imeeji; inbox 2.

[ it's definitely weird, but not bad. He's enjoying the extra safety blanket literally made out of his boyfriend, and he lets out a soft moan as he rocks into him and puts pressure on his stomach ]

Keep that up and — I'm going to get hard again. I really like it when - when you push on me like that, while I'm full. It feels so good.

[ childe covers scaramouche’s mouth with his own, drinking in the moan he lets out. ] You say that like it’s a bad thing… but now that I know you enjoy it… [ he’s going to keep doing it, massaging his belly and pressing in a bit harder occasionally to try to feel around for the eggs. ]

But you always look so good like this, [ goes back to mindlessly playing with his chest. ] I can’t help but touch you all over. This is the perfect form for that… I can literally swallow you whole… [ gives Scara another wet kiss. ] You should lay the eggs soon.

[ there's another moan at that, the pressure building up and trapping him between pleasure and pain. It's good, and it's enough to make his cock stir again. He kisses him absent-mindedly, definitely starting to feel overwhelmed ]

If I — if I lay them, will you stuff me full with your cock and cum again?

[ childe revels in scara’s increasing desperation, so he continues fondling his stomach, trying to push him over the edge. ] If that’s what you want, then I’ll fill you up as many times as you’d like. [ he moves back a little, looking more like himself again. ]

You know… since I’m a little stickier than usual, and I can hang onto your limbs more easily I have an idea. Lay our eggs for me first. [ he pulls out of him and moves off to the side, tracing the tattoo and smearing him in slime. ] Let me see what a good bitch you are.

[ another moan as he keeps pushing on him, and then there's an obvious flash of interest as Childe tells him he has an idea. He doesn't know what's going through his mind, but it's Childe, and he knows it's going to be good. Even just him smearing him in slime is exciting, and he shudders at the gesture ]

I'm - the best bitch you've ever had. I'll show you — how good I am, how nicely I can take you ...

[ he's going to spread his legs for him, wanting to make sure he'll have a very good view. He's going to start pushing the eggs out, his face already getting flushed ]

F— Fuck ... it feels - so big, Ajax%mdash;

[ childe has to wonder why he even bothered getting the desserts at all. will they ever get to them, or will they just spend all night fucking like a bunch of horny rabbits? it’ll probably be the latter, but who knows. ]

[ the dirty talk always gets to him, his own dick already hard and leaking. ] You’re incredibly good, Scaramouche, you always take my dick and my eggs so well. [ he moves around to his front, setting one hand on his knee as the other strokes his thigh; eyes focused on the eggs being pushed out. ]

[ childe purrs, sending slimy tentacles to stroke scara’s face and just pet him encouragingly anywhere they can. ] Keep going. The faster they come out the faster I can stuff myself in.

[ he's really too lost in the horny to care about the desserts now. As always, their continue escalation means they forget everything else - but also that they're both going to have a really good time. He's hard again too, absolutely getting off on the praise, the feeling of the eggs catching on the rim of his hole, and just the way Childe is looking at him ]

That's right - that's right, keep - keep telling me how good I am. I'm your bitch, your little fuck doll, ready for — aaahh ... for breeding.

[ And there, finally, that first egg is pushed out - cum leaking out of him as the egg rolls out and a second one gets pushed out. The other ones are smaller, so it's easier, but they feel just as good and Scara has to throw his head back, his back arching as his body is trembling and shaking in pleasure ]

I'm going — I'm going to cum—

[ childe is sorely tempted to stuff him right then and there, plug him up as soon as the first egg rolls free, but he refrains… instead grinning as the others soon follow suit. ] Go ahead then. [ he’s quick to lean down and cover his dick with his mouth, his hand wrapping around the base to start jerking him off. let him have your cum, Scaramouche, he wants to drink in the literal fruits of your labor. ]

[ he sits up after, licking his lips clean, growing a little impatient, so he brings a hand to his stomach to apply some pressure to try in hasten the rest of the cum and eggs. ] Just a couple more to go. Almost there my perfect little bitch. And then I can fuck you full all over again. Make sure you’re bred once more.

[ the encouragement is all he needs, really, and he comes in Childe's mouth - a loud cry as he's feeling himself getting more and more spent. It doesn't matter how tiring this is getting, he still wants more. As Childe pushes on his stomach there's a soft sob, a cry that's a mix of pleasure and pain, but he doesn't want to stop him. The remaining eggs follow soon after - cum gushing out of his now gaping hole. He really looks like a mess right now ]

F-fuck, I'm going - I'm going to die, it's too good, shit.

...ah, ah, ah. You can't die on me yet, Scaramouche. I'm not finished with you. [ childe kisses him, having to refrain from shoving his slimy tongue down his throat. ] And I want to see what monster you'll pick later on too. You should get back at me for all of this, you know, fuck me into oblivion...

[ but that's something for later. ]

Alright. Let's see if this works. [ childe scoops up scaramouche and has him facing forward so he can easily slip into him, filling his stretched hole up to perfection. he moves his legs around his waist and oozes some of his sticky slime over them, holding him in place. he does something similar to his arms, though he tugs them behind scara's chest and into his own. ] Like this, it's like we're one... [ he purrs into scaramouche's ear, giving the side of his head a nuzzle. ] But I can also move around and I thought you'd like to see yourself get fucked... [ so he starts heading to the bathroom. ] You already look so blissed out of your god damn mind, but you'll be even more beautiful in a minute.

[ How is he even supposed to top this. If there's something Childe has over him is how creative he can get, especially when horny. Does he want to get back to him? Well, yes. Maybe just fucking him into oblivion is enough, regardless of whether he tops this or not.

Not that it matters, because it's difficult to even think straight as Childe fills him so perfectly, basically trapping him inside himself. He really is blissed out and all he can do is let out another sob, biting on his lips and trying to glance back toward him, eyes hooded, and the look on his face is completely fucked out ]

Watch —?

[ is he going to fuck him in front of a mirror? Shit. Is he really going to make him watch as he fucks him as a slime? ]

Wait — wait, that's embarrassing.

Mm. [ hums~ stepping into the bathroom and flicking the light on. ] Look at you, Scaramouche. You look beautiful. Nothing embarrassing about this. I want you to see you how I see you. [ he starts rocking his hips, churning scara's inside as he starts fucking him. ] And look at this, Scara, ... [ he makes his dick thicker, already pumping him full of slime to stretch his belly out a little bit. ] I don't want you feeling the least bit empty~ and look~ you're taking me so well~~~

[ It feels especially lewd to be able to see himself like this, with Childe being basically translucent. To see exactly how much he gets to stretch him open, how much his belly is stretching for him. His face goes red with a mix of arousal and embarrassment, and he bites his lips, unable to take his eyes off of the sight before him - no matter how mortifying it is. He moans, loud and shameless, eyes glancing at Childe's through the mirror ]

You're - stretching me so much. Aah ... look at that, my belly is - so full of you, even though I just laid your eggs—

You look so good bouncing on my dick, Kuniku. [ he starts fucking him a little harder, a little faster, trying to emphasize it, because it really is fucken lewd. childe grins against the side of his head, peppering a couple of kisses here and there. ] Mm, I am~ I thought you'd like that. And can you believe that it's not even cum. It's just me. [ another laugh. ] I wonder how much of me you could take~ [ a couple of tentacles sprout out of his shoulders, cradling his stomach and sloshing it around. ] It's so soft~ all full of slime.

[ Full of slime. Add that to the kinks he didn't know he had, but he guesses it's not too weird if that slime is, well. His lover. There's a laugh at the realization, and he sounds a little unhinged - but is there any surprise about it, when he's been fucked to hell and back? He feels like he can't really come anymore and yet here he is, getting hard again, absolutely getting off to the thought of Childe being inside him in that way ]

We're - we're both fucked up, you know that? Shit. This is so hot, Tartaglia— I love it, I love having you inside me like this, I love watching you fuck me! I look - I look beautiful, don't I? So stretched open and - fucked out like this. All for you.

You're not — you're not going to leave me, you wouldn't — when I'm such a good bitch for you.

[ childe and scaramouche shouldn't be allowed new things... because all they do is develop new kinks. he joins him in laughing, though his own isn't nearly as unhinged. it's amused, glad that scara's enjoying himself as much as he is. he's glad he thought to swipe a bunch of cards to experiment. fuck you, dottore, surely he wouldn't have thought of doing something like this... dumb bastard. ] Ah, getting hard again too... you really are a slut. [ he's one to talk. if he wasn't made of slime he'd be hard as a rock. ]

I know. [ at that his laughter becomes a touch unhinged. ] I figured you'd like seeing me fuck you, seeing how debauched you look as I fuck your literal brains out. But, yes you're gorgeous. I love you so much, just seeing you come apart around me. It's like you were made for me, and right now... our bodies are molded together perfectly.

[ he hums, though his expression goes a bit more serious at that. ] No, no of course not, Scaramouche. And you're a good boyfriend, a great boyfriend. I love you so much. [ he tightens his grip on scara, tugging him closer as he drags little bit further into his slime body. ]

[ he loves the reassurance, and it works all the better when he's getting fucked silly. He's a good boyfriend, and Childe loves him. Look at the things they're doing together — of course he loves him. ]

I don't - think I can come again, aah ...

It’s fine, you don’t need to. I’m pretty spent too… [ he gives a tired laugh. ] We could take a nap… like this, I mean… I would obviously get you into a more comfortable position, but that could be… interesting. It’d almost be like cockwarming. What do you say? We could both use the rest.

[ ah. he loves the idea. And maybe they'll even wake up to the sight of Childe spreading him open like this. He shifts so he can nuzzle against him as best as possible in this position, and with Childe not being quite entirely solid ]

You'd stay like this for me? I'd like that ... I want to keep feeling you inside me, like we're just one thing.

Mm. I like the feeling too. [ he takes a step back. ] You feel nice… and I don’t exactly want to leave. [ he punctuates that with a quick snap of the hips. ] To the bedroom then. I’ll let you go and you can decide how you want to lay on me, alright? [ he brings them into the bedroom and takes a seat, carefully oozing backward before finally releasing his arms and legs, so Scara can move a little. ] There.

[ how stupid is it that even just that feels sweet. Childe teasing him a bit more, and then just carrying him back to the bedroom. ]

I want to lay on the side. And you'll keep your arms wrapped around me while you stay inside.

[ he will turn to help with that, though he's reaching for Childe's hand immediately ]

... I need to tell you something, before we rest.

Alright. [ childe lets scaramouche do all the moving. it's easier that way, but he'll wrap his arms around him and let him take his hand as soon as they're in position. he tries to keep himself relatively solid, so they can kind of lay like normal-ish people, but it's hard when he's tired, and he'll kind of just ooze into him like a gooey boyfriend. ]

Mm, what is it, Kunikuzishi?

I kissed Dottore, earlier. A few times.

[ he's going to keep his hold on his hand ]

...

[ a few times. ]

[ kissing is... not the end of the world, at least,
but it can lead to other things. childe thought if he ignored scara earlier they could just... pretend the problem didn't exist. forever. ]

[ apparently not. ]

Oh yeah? [ he tries to keep the snarky remark of 'that sure didn't take long' to himself, but it's on the tip of his tongue. ] ...do you want to do it again?

[ he's going to turn around a little, just to glance at him so he can look at his face ]

Do you not want me to?

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