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After the events of the previous night, Scaramouche was in some sort of a depression. His body wasn't yet used to these newly discovered emotions so the stress was causing him to not eat (not that he needs food anyways) and stay in bed all day.Scara was asleep in their bed, Childe had slept on the couch the previous night to give the other some space. He now had to carefully consider his options, the Tsaritsa was beginning to grow impatient. Calling him daily to drill him on the situation and scream about how she didn't have time to wait.
Childe's original plan was still in action, he needed to seduce the balladeer if he wanted any chance at getting the gnosis from him.
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For the next 2 hours, Childe made preparations, he planned the kitchen bench to be the designated spot.
Rose petals trailed from the bedroom door to the kitchen, curtains were pulled over the windows and candles were lit to make a romantic dimly lit environment.Childe was now shirtless and aimlessly scrolling on his phone, waiting for scara to awake from his thousand year slumber.
He did, (eventually).
With neatly combed hair and a big t-shirt hanging over his small frame, he walked out.The confusion on his face was evident as he walked over to the kitchen and pulled out a water bottle, turning around to face childe.
Childe looked away from his phone and raised an eyebrow,
"I know where the kitchen is, but thanks for the guide anyways", he smirked, sarcasm dripping off his lips like the clear liquid he was chugging.Time for childe to put his godly charm into effect.
He got up, fake yawning to show off the hard abs exposed. He mouthed an "excuse me" to the other as he pushed past, trying to get to the fridge.
In the process he grabbed the balladeers hips, gently but firmly adjusting his position so childe could squeeze behind him and open the fridge.For once, Scaramouche wasn't glaring or staring daggers, he looked up at childes massive body with a glint of curiosity in his dangerously beautiful eyes.
Its good Childe had his back to the other, he could feel the heat from scaras small waist travelling up his arm and pigmenting his cheeks with a rosy pink. Was it even possible to sleep with the balladeer?? He didn't think his small body could handle it.
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The rest of the day was spent with the ginger trying desperately to charm his former colleague.Unfortunately to no avail.
Whats even worse was that Scaramouche was getting a kick out of watching Childe struggle. It was extremely amusing to him.
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Childe eventually gave up, I mean you can't blame him. After all, patience doesn't last forever.Late at night, Childe was tossing and turning. He couldn't sleep so eventually he settled with staring at the back of Scaramouche's head.
Little did he know, his bedmate couldn't sleep either, for a very different reason.
Scaramouches pov:
Disgusting, vile creature. The heat between my legs is getting unbearable.
Fuck I hate having normal bodily functions.
I must look so fucking pathetic, grinding my dick against my arm, getting whatever pleasure I can while trying to be as quiet as possible.
I hope that ugly ginger is asleep, no way in hell am I letting him see me like this.
I just want this stupid thing to go away.Nobodies pov:
After a few minutes of grinding on his arm, the balladeer was close to finishing, he shuddered gently against the pillow his hair was carelessly sprawled upon. That's it, the same feeling he got that night with Childe.
Scaramouche shoved the thought to the back of his head, he was certainly not in the mood to be remembering such embarrassing events, especially this late at night.You see Scaramouche has a time schedule of when he can spare a shit to give, and when he can't. It just so happens that 10:30pm was one of the times where he couldn't give a fuck about the stupid shit anyone (including his own brain) was willing to pull on him.
Even his poor brain cells (puppet brain cells) didn't dare to piss off almighty Scaramouche and quickly shut the Childe memories up.It was hard to keep quiet, but Scaramouche fought with every fibre of his being to keep the whimpers locked away in the back of his throat.
What he didn't expect though, was all the.. Liquid that spilled out of his.....It's one thing to keep quiet from your own touch, but it's another to do so when you're recovering from an orgasm high, body sensitive and weak when your roommate sleepily wraps an arm around your waist, pulling your body closer.
Childe's warm hands are enough to make Scara's back arch from the sudden heat on his cold body.
It feels so good too, like he could cuddle up and allow his body to be filled with Childe's warmth and love for a longer eternity than his 'mother' could ever dream to achieve.The thought disgusts him, his lips curl in annoyance and skin tingles with hatred for the hold Childe has on him. He can pretend he hates it and doesn't want it as much as he likes, but his eyes go soft and sparkle at the thought of being someone's love, someone's one and only, at being loved. The thought nearly brings the harbinger to tears but he won't allow it. He won't allow a mortal to have this type of hold on him, but does he really get a choice?
The thoughts swirl around as Childe's hand warms Scara to his core, so he lets himself drift to sleep, melting away at the sickly sweet feeling of budding love.
A foreign concept for a puppet who was made for destruction and cruelty.It was funny, how holding Scaramouche made Childe realise why the electro archon had dismissed her first prototype. He was her child, as a mother knows her child, she knew he wasn't made for a job like the shogun's. In that moment, Childe and Ei both understood the weight of truly being human, the weight of having a heart.
A miracle or a curse, take it as you will.
A/N
Sorry for being extremely inactive guys, it's like 11pm and I just remembered to update this.
I'm gonna (try) to start uploading more frequently again, Thank you all so so so much for being patient with me 🥰
Ily all, take care of yourselves!
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