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Scaramouche POV
"Hey loser, what are you doing?" I look over at my goober partner (reader). I see them on their laptops, covered in corny Genshin Impact and League of Legends stickers.
The laptops surround him, and he’s attached to them physically and emotionally. Not only are the laptops surrounding him, but they also connect to him by wire.
"Goober, what is that?" I say this before pausing to take a closer look at their screen. "What browser are you using?" I yelled out.
"Is that incognito? Internet Explorer?! Are you trying to hide something from me?” I yell out, my tone laced with fear and anger. “Even though all the laptops around the room are on the same tab?"
Y/N POV
Ah, since when did Scaramouche get here? How long have you been watching me? Oh my, I'm so ashamed... I twirl my hair shyly, making sure to caress my beautiful streak of red hair.
I turned completely red.
"A-Ah! Scaramouche, when did you get here?"
I try to hide my multiple laptops from his view. (Even though they’re duck-taped to the wall and ceiling, some are on the floor, with multiple empty Starbucks cups on the table beside me.
Scaramouche POV
“Oh, come on, darling, don't be shy! I'm sure it's not that bad, really.”
"Come on," I say in a husky voice. “Be a good boy for daddy-daddy,” I say in a suggestive tone, my voice lustful and desiring.
“Ah-ah-ah, sit back down. Let me see, naughty boy... Yes, I’m reading through it.” As I begin to scroll through Y/N’s chat history with this ‘Scaramouche’ bot, my face slowly turns red.
I get to a conversation where this AI is... pleasuring, my beloved goober.
Oh...
Oh.
“Well! This conversation is interesting.” I look over at my little goo as he stares at me with an awkward smile. “Oh wow.”
“Darling, why are you talking to artificial intelligence when you have ME?” I stare at him angrily. Am I not enough?
I want it to end. I want it to end. I want it to end. Please.
“No, wait, why are you talking to an AI that mimics me?! When I'm right here!” I yell out angrily, almost insecure. No, I am insecure. Am I not good enough?
Y/N POV
“I get lonely without you. When you aren't in the room.”
"I'm so needy for you, Daddy; I need you to cum in my dump truck." I ruffled my white hair with a red streak. My name is Kaedehara Kazuha.
I hear Scaramouche respond in a soft tone. “Aw, do you get lonely without me, puppy?” He pauses, grabbing my chin to look up at him.
I moan softly into his ear. “Ahhh, Scara, take me. Take me right now and here. Fill me up to the brim with your cum; I need you.” My baby fever is showing.
I have a full list of 176 reasons why I shouldn’t have a baby, but it's too much for me. I need his offspring.
Scaramouche POV
“You naughty boy, do you want me to fill you up?” I stare at him, my tone laced with lust. “Santa isn't bringing you any more presents after this.”
I pin him to the floor (even though it's covered with moldy Starbucks coffee water). knocking over multiple Starbucks cups.
“You want me to fill you up, yeah? I could speak to you dirtier than an AI ever could, puppy.” I whip out my 4.5-inch strap-on. I can feel the precum dripping, and my arousal is clearly showing.
“My puppy, I've wanted this for so long. Prepare yourself for punishment.” I take off Kazuha's shorts, putting his ass on full display. “Are you ready, darling? To feel the ultimate pleasure you’ll ever receive? You know, they call me the ultimate strap-on fucker.”
Kazuha responds. “Yes, I’m ready...”
“Are you sure? This is a big decision.”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
“Are you 100% consenting?”
“YES FOR FUCKS SAKE GO DIE KILL YOURSELF THIS ISNT CHARACTER AI STOP TEASING ME YOU BITCH (in a soft Kazuha voice)”
I slowly push my strap inside Kazuha, possibly giving him a hemorrhoid. I begin to sing-
He's bouncing off my booty cheeks, I love the way he rides
I can hardly breathe when he's pumping deep inside
I kiss him on his neck and then he kisses on my bussy
Call him "Daddy" while I holler, man, that boy so damn good looking
Kazuha moans...
"You're such a good singer."
“I know I am.”
I begin to muster up the courage to say, "I'm taking you to Pound Town, Kazuha. My yogurt shooter feels quite nice, doesn't it?”
I continue to thrust into Kazuha with my strap-on.
"You're nothing but a slut for my juicy strapped-on cock."
Kazuha's eyes roll...
"Faster, faster, faster..." I feel Kazuha's feet wrapped around my torso, clinging to me. His hands scratch my back, and I moan from the feeling of pain and pleasure mixed together.
“Kazuha, AMBATAKUMMMMM…”
“Me too, Scara. I think ambatafakinut!”
I squeeze my puppy as tight as I can before nutting inside him. (Even though I have a strap-on, it's actually yogurt squirting out of the strap-on. I just nutted yogurt inside him.)
Kazuha moans loudly, a muffled “I'm NUTTING” buried deep into the floor.
Kazuha POV
I feel him cum inside me somehow, and I moan at the feeling. “Scaramouche, how did you...”
I slowly slip myself off him, watching the ‘cum’ leak out of me. Holy shit, it's purple. Is that... the GRIMACE SHAKE?!
“Scara WHAT RHE FUCK IS WRONG AITH YOU YOU JUST PUT THE GRIMACE SHAKE INSIDE ME!”
“My little puppy... We’ll have a grimace baby!”