I hate you, I hated you

part 12

scaramouche woke up quickly once he felt childes presence not near him, "childe!?" he said a bit worried. he soon calmed down noticing that childes clothes was wrapped around him,

The harbinger soon returned to the living room as he heard Scaramouche awaken, the two glasses of water still in his hands. He placed them on the table as he seated himself at the Balladeer's feet, looking onto the other. "I hope you had a nice rest." Childe stated, a smile on his face as he rested a hand on Scaramouche's leg. "Don't worry, nobody knows we're here. We might have to move soon, but we should be safe here for a while." He stated, picking up the water and offering it to Scaramouche.

scaramouche nodded at childes statement and took a sip of the water out of childes hand while looking up at the other, trying to tease them. he hasn't teased childe in a long time so may as well do it now. he back away from the drink in childes and just looked at childe seeing his reaction

The harbinger watched as Scaramouche did not take the glass but drank it out of his hand. He felt some of the water drop into his palm, raising an eyebrow at what the other had just attempted. What was he trying to do? "Are you incapable of taking the glass and drinking it yourself?" Childe stated, placing the glass down on the table before glaring at the other. "Though if you're wanting me to feed you, then I wouldn't mind." Childe said, a smirk on his face.

"fuck you," scaramouche said embarrassed and looked away. he started thinking of ways to tease him but none good enough came to mind. he laid down covering himself more with childes jackets quietly sniffing it. he found childes scent comforting.

Tartaglia let out a sigh as he stood back up and walked over to Scaramouche's side of the couch. He leaned over the armrest that he was laid on as a smile arrived on his face. "What did you say? I couldn't hear that." Childe stated, teasing the other as his hands rested behind his back. Tartaglia leaned closer to the other's face, continuing to smirk.

Tartaglia let out a sigh as he stood back up and walked over to Scaramouche's side of the couch. He leaned over the armrest that he was laid on as a smile arrived on his face. "What did you say? I couldn't hear that." Childe stated, teasing the other as his hands rested behind his back. Tartaglia leaned closer to the other's face, continuing to smirk.

Childe let out a slight chuckle at the other's response, pulling the clothing away from Scaramouche's head before kissing his forehead. He soon covered the other back up, walking to the kitchen where he started to dig through the cupboards. He soon found some left-over food which was definitely out of date, gagging at the smell before walking back to where Scaramouche lay. "If you want to eat tonight then I'm going to have to go buy some food at the market. Though that means I'll have to leave you here, unfortunately." Childe exclaimed, his head titling to one side slightly.

scaramouche blushed when the other kissed his forehead. he watched childe walk to the kitchen before coming back, "i'm not hungry sooo no food." he said not wanting to be alone. "plus this house is creepy." he said while looking at a dark corner of the room sinking himself into the childes jacket more. he waited for childe to sit on the couch so that he could move closer to the other.

scaramouche blushed when the other kissed his forehead. he watched childe walk to the kitchen before coming back, "i'm not hungry sooo no food." he said not wanting to be alone. "plus this house is creepy." he said while looking at a dark corner of the room sinking himself into the childes jacket more. he waited for childe to sit on the couch so that he could move closer to the other.

"i am not afraid!?" scaramouche says glaring at tartagila. he watched the other sit down and place their hand on his leg. he kisses childe, moving his head down to childes neck, leaving hickeys. he wants attention but he didn't know how to ask for it so he just did this. scara seated himself on childes lap not stopping

"i am not afraid!?" scaramouche says glaring at tartagila. he watched the other sit down and place their hand on his leg. he kisses childe, moving his head down to childes neck, leaving hickeys. he wants attention but he didn't know how to ask for it so he just did this. scara seated himself on childes lap not stopping

scaramouche started moving his hips back and fourth on the harbinger, teasing him. scara his self was getting a boner and starting letting out quiet whimpers and moans. he stopped kissing the others neck and connected their lips once again, he never felt this much pleasure and it made it even more pleasurable that it was childe he was thinking about and doing it to.

As soon as Scaramouche started to move himself up and down his thigh, something immediately started to grow in Childe's pants. His head came forwards as they connected lips, Tartaglia's hands continuing to run themselves up and down the Balladeer's body. He needed something to touch- yet the other seemed to be enough. The harbinger let his hands rest upon Scaramouche's nape as Childe pressed his tongue against the other's closed lips, requesting for them to open.

scaramouche noticed childe pressing his tongue against his requesting for them to open so he did, he opened his mouth granting access to his mouth. scara lets out quiet soft moans during the kiss every chance he got. he put his fingers in the others hair and pushing tartagila deeper in the kiss, he wanted more from childe but he doesn't know what

A muffled moan escaped the harbinger's lips as his tongue got to exploring Scaramouche's mouth. The pressure of the other's hands in his hair really got to him, making him lean closer into the kiss as he nicked his own hips upwards to try and allow more pressure to get to his crotch. The feeling on Scaramouche on top of him was amazing- he never wanted it to end. The kiss, the cuddling. His dick was practically begging to be released, though he wanted to make sure the other was completely comfortable before he progressed further.

scaramouche felt the harbingers dick get harder and he wanted more of childe but he was to embarrassed to ask. after a few minutes of his moaning and his hips moving faster he finally asked him "childe can you please fuck me.." he said in a quiet voice but enough for the other to hear. god he never felt so embarrassed but the embarrassment is gonna pass soon once they go back to doing what they were doing. "please.." scara said basically pleading the other.

As soon as Scaramouche said those words, Childe perked up. His dick was throbbing and begging to be touched, and the time had come. He just wanted to make sure the other felt comfortable before moving onto this- so this made the harbinger sure that they both wanted this. "We can either do it on the couch here or on the bed. I'll let you choose, Scara." Childe stated, his hands coming off of Scaramouche to let him get up and move.

(( that's as far as i'm willing to go this is the end have a nice day i'm so sorry for the long ass wait i love y'all 😈 the end !!