🐍 serpent horizon continuations.

[childeishly]

I'll make this pretty later.

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Re: day 75, cont.

[childeishly]

How do I know you’re not going to do the same thing? I’m not the only one that can disappoint. I’ve been left and abandoned once [ twice if we’re talking about everybody involved. ] and you could just pull the same stunt on me… [ he bites his shoulder to keep from going on. at least the childe from tsukiakari’s world is dead, but the one from the god brat is still around, so he’s going to have to consider what to do there. ]

Re: day 75, cont.

[abovefate]

And what about Haruki? He shares electro with you. I bet you like him more. Even though I'm cuter ...

I'm so much sexier.

Re: day 75, cont.

[childeishly]

[ who the fuck is haruki, …oh. childe didn’t know he had adopted a new name. ] He’s a brat. [ not that that’s not appealing in some kind of way. ] But I think you’re cuter. [ palms the front of his pants. ] Your smile makes my heart flutter… as do all the wonderful little sounds you make when we’re together.

Re: day 75, cont.

[abovefate]

[ Well. He's getting more of those noises, and he rocks his hips into his touch - already hard for him, with the way each riptide is driving him insane. He loves the compliments too, so the more Childe gives them, the better he feels ]

That's - that's right, I am cuter. And all your marks are - just for me.

Re: day 75, cont.

[childeishly]

…mm, just listen to you. I wonder if I could make you cum with my marks alone.

Re: day 75, cont.

[abovefate]

No — not this time. I want you to touch me ...

[ and he's going to get handsy too, trying to take off Childe's shirt ]

Pay attention to me.

Re: day 75, cont.

[childeishly]

[ a quirk of his lips as he shifts and shoves scaramouche down onto his bed. he leans over him, letting him continue to paw at his shirt as he starts kissing and biting his neck. ] If that's what you want... [ it's what he wants too. as fun as it is to make him come apart with his marks alone, childe does like being involved. not to mention, this just means he can mark every last inch of him. ] Try not to squirm too much. [ he sinks his fangs into his neck for a drink, groaning into the skin, his hand gliding down his front and pushing past the band of his pants, so he can start jerking him off. ] ...you're mine, and you're not going to leave me, and I'm not going to leave you.