Childe's armpit where the taste buds reside

Look out for the peppers

As his growling stomach hinting that it was time to eat lunch, Childe got up his chair and made his way to the kitchen. The fridge was practically empty, except for a container full if meat jelly. He wasn't feeling very optimistic about it but there was another else.
He opened the container and moved a small portion of the meat jelly into a seperate plate. Güīœã, a friend he made in the abyss, showed him a little trick to make the taste more enjoyable.

First, the meat jelly have to be fairly cold. Second step is to get a cup of milk. Goat milk to be specific. Third step was a little uhh unusual... You has to put the milk in a little plastic bag and rub it in your armpit.

Childe was surprised by this step but after tasting how good they tasted, he couldn't stop. The cold milk felt nice against his armpit. Like rubbing ice but the texture was different. It felt nice.

After the milk is foaming and armpit temperature, it is ready to be poured in the meat jelly. It fell like waterfalls on the slimy, jelly thing. Now it was time to eat it. This part is the best thing ever. Is the cherry of this fine snack.

You got a handful and put it all over your armpit. That's where the taste buds reside after all. The tastes were curling his armpit hair. It was so good. After he was done savoring it. He got another handful and covered his armpit once more. Tasting just as good or even better.

A knock was heard. It was scaramouche  that made plans with him to stay over. Nothing could have prepared him for he was about to see. Childe told him to come close. Scaramouche was terrified, so he listen to every childe told him. He sat next to him and childe began to take off his shirt and out meat jelly on his armpits as well.

Scaramouche was delighted with the taste. He wanted more. They both enjoyed their time together doing that. Childe went to get something to drink with it. He got both of them a glass of wine and dipped their balls in the glass. Balls also have taste buds.

Dottore was watching them from a tiny hole in the wall. He wanted his armpits to be stuffed with that milky jelly but was to shy to ask. So he watched until scaramouche saw him and smile. He got close to the wall where dottore was peeking through and shoved his finger in there. Leaving dottore blinded.
"You should ask if you want and not stare like a creep"

The end