Letting his want for more guide his actions, Scaramouche relishes in the experience as he pushes his tongue into Itto's mouth and greedily tries to be the one to lead this time. As this is occurring, the puppet lets out little noises of pleasure and brief whirring while the flush on his face grows.

Simultaneously, the smooth 'skin' of Scaramouche's palms runs down the red horns from point to base and back to the point. He applies only a small amount of pressure, and keeps the pace consistent for now. Overwhelming the Oni wouldn't be good, after all.

Scaramouche continues trying to lead the kiss, letting the pride get to his head. He's used to getting his way, though he is aware that Itto will likely overpower him and take the lead anyway. Either way, the experience feels amazing and he wants more while ensuring it's just as good for Itto.

The puppet begins to rub small circles into the taller man's horns as his hands glide along the smooth bone, eyes closed as his face grows ever so slightly more red. He craves this feeling, whimpering and whirring deeper into the kiss. During each pause he mutters quietly, with desperate, uncontrolled desire dripping from each word while that growing warmth lights his skin ablaze and ceases only at each point of contact with the Oni.

" Itto... mmn... I want... need more... so good... so warm... "

" Well then, Itto... Let's see what's nicer, hm? Tending to your ears, or being kissed? "

Scaramouche pauses after speaking, giving the other a moment to choose if he wants to accept or decline the obvious challenge. Much as he just wants to feel the exhilarating warmth of connected lips, intertwining tongues, and shared breath, he isn't going to initiate a kiss without at least giving a moment's notice. Besides, this about making Itto feel good this time, and he'd know best what works for him. At least, as far as Scaramouche is aware.

"We can find out but we both know I really like kissin' ya, Scara."

Letting his want for more guide his actions, Scaramouche relishes in the experience as he pushes his tongue into Itto's mouth and greedily tries to be the one to lead this time. As this is occurring, the puppet lets out little noises of pleasure and brief whirring while the flush on his face grows.

Simultaneously, the smooth 'skin' of Scaramouche's palms runs down the red horns from point to base and back to the point. He applies only a small amount of pressure, and keeps the pace consistent for now. Overwhelming the Oni wouldn't be good, after all.

Scaramouche switches to the other ear, nibbling and licking away with increasing intensity as his hands run along Itto's horns at a faster pace. The slightest warmth runs through him at the inhales, a faint flush forming on his cheeks.

" Feels good, right? "

"Mhm... yeah... very much so, it's nice."

" Well then, Itto... Let's see what's nicer, hm? Tending to your ears, or being kissed? "

Scaramouche pauses after speaking, giving the other a moment to choose if he wants to accept or decline the obvious challenge. Much as he just wants to feel the exhilarating warmth of connected lips, intertwining tongues, and shared breath, he isn't going to initiate a kiss without at least giving a moment's notice. Besides, this about making Itto feel good this time, and he'd know best what works for him. At least, as far as Scaramouche is aware.

Scaramouche continues, pride at being trusted enough to be allowed to indulge his curiosity growing. The positive reaction and quick inhale only encourage him further, the puppet moving to sit on Itto's lap so he can tend to both horns rather than just the one.

Bold he may be, but he doesn't think it matters when it should result in a positive reaction. If the Oni doesn't like him being bold, he'll say so anyway. Scaramouche continues to gently nibble the same ear, whirring quietly as he thinks about making sure Itto enjoys this.

Scaramouche switches to the other ear, nibbling and licking away with increasing intensity as his hands run along Itto's horns at a faster pace. The slightest warmth runs through him at the inhales, a faint flush forming on his cheeks.

" Feels good, right? "

Spurred on by the soft noise and acknowledgment, Scaramouche moves to kiss the other's ear while still tending to his horn. Part of him regards this as returning the favor from their last meeting, since Itto helped him while never asking for the attention to be returned. He isn't about to leave a percieved debt unpaid, no matter what form it takes.

The kisses quickly become gentle nibbles, teeth meeting skin without daring to go any further. Being gentle seems to get a good response, after all...

"Ah...that's nice."

Scaramouche continues, pride at being trusted enough to be allowed to indulge his curiosity growing. The positive reaction and quick inhale only encourage him further, the puppet moving to sit on Itto's lap so he can tend to both horns rather than just the one.

Bold he may be, but he doesn't think it matters when it should result in a positive reaction. If the Oni doesn't like him being bold, he'll say so anyway. Scaramouche continues to gently nibble the same ear, whirring quietly as he thinks about making sure Itto enjoys this.

As Itto leans in, another idea forms. Placing his palms on either side of the horn and applying the slightest pressure, Scaramouche moves his hands away from each other only to go the other way at the end of Itto's horn. This should feel especially nice, if his previous reactions are anything to go by.

The thought of hearing more from Itto drives him, curiosity driven by a desire to know more, as well as a desire to make the Oni feel good and get used to this.

"Ah.. that... feels good too, different, but good. Yeah."

Spurred on by the soft noise and acknowledgment, Scaramouche moves to kiss the other's ear while still tending to his horn. Part of him regards this as returning the favor from their last meeting, since Itto helped him while never asking for the attention to be returned. He isn't about to leave a perceived debt unpaid, no matter what form it takes.

The kisses quickly become gentle nibbles, teeth meeting skin without daring to go any further. Being gentle seems to get a good response, after all...

Scaramouche gently applies a little pressure as he fully wraps his hand around the horn in a careful grip, hand still running up and down the external bony structure, wondering how nice this will feel to the taller man. He would shuffle closer if he could, but then it'd be more difficult to show such affection to Itto by tending to one of his horns.

Hearing Itto make that noise, the puppet feels proud of himself somehow. It's just a sound, but it intrigues the puppet greatly that he is the reason for it.

" Good to know, hm? "

"Yeah, I think so anyway. It's nice to know that... not every touch my horns get will hurt."

As Itto leans in, another idea forms. Placing his palms on either side of the horn and applying the slightest pressure, Scaramouche moves his hands away from each other only to go the other way at the end of Itto's horn. This should feel especially nice, if his previous reactions are anything to go by.

The thought of hearing more from Itto drives him, curiosity driven by a desire to know more, as well as a desire to make the Oni feel good and get used to this.

Scaramouche switches it up, gently rubbing Itto's horn with his palm. He decides treating this like a mere experiment isn't fun after all, and just wants to enjoy the moment. Even so, his relentless curiosity drives him to continue, to see what the Oni will do with different types of stimulation.

It'd be very difficult to get him to admit it, but he likes the feeling of Itto's horns moving against his hand. Sturdy and strong the other may be, but even he has weaknesses. Just how much can these weaknesses affect him?

"I thought... it'd be weird or hurt to some extent, but it's not, and it doesn't."

Scaramouche gently applies a little pressure as he fully wraps his hand around the horn in a careful grip, hand still running up and down the external bony structure, wondering how nice this will feel to the taller man. He would shuffle closer if he could, but then it'd be more difficult to show such affection to Itto by tending to one of his horns.

Hearing Itto make that noise, the puppet feels proud of himself somehow. It's just a sound, but it intrigues the puppet greatly that he is the reason for it.

" Good to know, hm? "

Encouraged by the positive response, Scaramouche runs his finger down the Oni's horn again, for 15 seconds this time. If 5 seconds was 'real nice,' then triple the time from the point of his horn to the base might get an even better reaction.

He knows he wants to see how much Itto can enjoy the sensation, even if he doesn't know why he wants to. He'll indulge himself regardless, since it seems to be appealing to the both of them.

"Mmm.."

Scaramouche switches it up, gently rubbing Itto's horn with his palm. He decides treating this like a mere experiment isn't fun after all, and just wants to enjoy the moment. Even so, his relentless curiosity drives him to continue, to see what the Oni will do with different types of stimulation.

It'd be very difficult to get him to admit it, but he likes the feeling of Itto's horns moving against his hand. Sturdy and strong the other may be, but even he has weaknesses. Just how much can these weaknesses affect him?

Smiling, Scaramouche reaches up again and gently runs one finger along Itto's horn to see how he responds. Extended contact over five seconds, sustained while in motion. Watching Itto's expression carefully, the puppet waits as if holding his breath, absolutely still.

Of course, that persistent emotion he can't quite place has returned. Warm and comfortable, it leaves Scaramouche with no interest is maintaining formalities. He's far too familiar with Itto to care regardless, since formalities are used for people he doesn't care for or those above him in rank.

"That... feels real nice, Scara, I uh... I like it."

Encouraged by the positive response, Scaramouche runs his finger down the Oni's horn again, for 15 seconds this time. If 5 seconds was 'real nice,' then triple the time from the point of his horn to the base might get an even better reaction.

He knows he wants to see how much Itto can enjoy the sensation, even if he doesn't know why he wants to. He'll indulge himself regardless, since it seems to be appealing to the both of them.

" While I'm still here in Inazuma, what if I were to help you get used to it? Just throwing it out there. "

Scaramouche finds himself fascinated yet again by the other. There is a personal interest in the offer, yes, but it's spurred on by a scientific curiosity. He can't help but want to know more about Itto's reaction to his horns being handled gently, and if it changes under different circumstances.

He'd already learned what his ears felt like during their last meet up. It hadn't been unexpected that they'd be quite that responsive, but he'd also never had someone kiss them before. it hadn't HURT but the Oni's initial reaction had been a bit... much, perhaps. But other than that he'd not thought anything bad about his reactions to the various touches and actions.

Smiling, Scaramouche reaches up again and gently runs one finger along Itto's horn to see how he responds. Extended contact over five seconds, sustained while in motion. Watching Itto's expression carefully, the puppet waits as if holding his breath, absolutely still.

Of course, that persistent emotion he can't quite place has returned. Warm and comfortable, it leaves Scaramouche with no interest is maintaining formalities. He's far too familiar with Itto to care regardless, since formalities are used for people he doesn't care for or those above him in rank.

" ...Soothing, maybe? "

Scaramouche offers, considering what words might fit. He isn't fully certain about his word choice, but he doesn't know what else could describe the feeling Itto is trying to explain. He isn't sure if there even is an equivalent for humans, or for him, but he remembers that... the second traitor would tousle his hair sometimes and it felt nice. Even with those memories warped by hatred after the perceived betrayal, he still knows how he felt then.

The Oni wasn't really used to soft touches or really any sort of affection at all. He was used to rough touches, hateful words, and other not so nice things. Perhaps it was lucky that neither of them were actually human despite Scaramouche seemingly appearing as one. He also knew nothing of the traitors the other male had dealt with. He just knew the other had been betrayed before as they'd both mentioned having that in common. No number was ever mentioned as it didn't need to be.

" While I'm still here in Inazuma, what if I were to help you get used to it? Just throwing it out there. "

Scaramouche finds himself fascinated yet again by the other. There is a personal interest in the offer, yes, but it's spurred on by a scientific curiosity. He can't help but want to know more about Itto's reaction to his horns being handled gently, and if it changes under different circumstances.

" Not ticklish like light rain, but a similar feeling since you brought it up, and soft... At least it feels nice. "

Scaramouche grins up at Itto, more relaxed now that he knows that he hasn't cause him pain or discomfort. He does want to continue testing this, but he feels like he shouldn't since there is no prior knowledge on this that he is aware of.

The Oni wasn't sure how best to describe it but he had a feeling that if his horns were messed with in a different circumstance what he felt might change. Like with his ears. Normally the reaction from them wasn't as it was when he and Scaramouche were together last.

" ...Soothing, maybe? "

Scaramouche offers, considering what words might fit. He isn't fully certain about his word choice, but he doesn't know what else could describe the feeling Itto is trying to explain. He isn't sure if there even is an equivalent for humans, or for him, but he remembers that... the second traitor would tousle his hair sometimes and it felt nice. Even with those memories warped by hatred after the perceived betrayal, he still knows how he felt then.

Finding himself intrigued by what Itto says, the puppet reaches up again to gently brush his hand against the Oni's horn.

" Perhaps... this can help you figure out how to describe it? "

Scaramouche is legitimately curious, wondering how weather does nothing but a gentle touch can be felt easily...

"It feels good, the gentle touch is soft. And I can feel when water runs down my horns, but this feelin' is different than that,"

Depending on if it was a trickle or a downpour the feeling of water running down his horns was different. A trickle merely felt like a light tickle if he felt anything, and when it poured, well it was just wet. The sensations of the droplets as they ran down once it stopped differed from a trickle though. It felt nothing like a hand being gentle with his horns did though.

"It's not... ticklin' me like light rain can, and it doesn't feel like after a storm passes, either. Weather has no real effect on me though."

" Not ticklish like light rain, but a similar feeling since you brought it up, and soft... At least it feels nice. "

Scaramouche grins up at Itto, more relaxed now that he knows that he hasn't cause him pain or discomfort. He does want to continue testing this, but he feels like he shouldn't since there is no prior knowledge on this that he is aware of.

" It felt okay though, right? No discomfort at all aside from the expectation of pain? "

Scaramouche watches his expression carefully, his own brows slightly furrowed in concern as he makes sure nothing bad happened at all. After that brief shivering, he couldn't help but be worried that Itto is feeling alright.

It would be fairly obvious that he'd been expecting immense pain from a simple touch and the confusion would be evident upon the Oni's face as he looked at Scaramouche. The sensation hadn't been painful at all but he wasn't sure how to genuinely describe it.

Finding himself intrigued by what Itto says, the puppet reaches up again to gently brush his hand against the Oni's horn.

" Perhaps... this can help you figure out how to describe it? "

Scaramouche is legitimately curious, wondering how weather does nothing but a gentle touch can be felt easily...

" Alright. "

Gently, ever so carefully, Scaramouche reaches up to touch one of Itto's horns. He only touches it for a few seconds before withdrawing his hand, waiting to see if the other experienced any sort of discomfort in the process. He certainly wouldn't want to cause any physical harm to Itto, not even accidentally.

"Huh, that... wasn't what I expected, it didn't hurt."

" It felt okay though, right? No discomfort at all aside from the expectation of pain? "

Scaramouche watches his expression carefully, his own brows slightly furrowed in concern as he makes sure nothing bad happened at all. After that brief shivering, he couldn't help but be worried that Itto is feeling alright.