if you're open for requests- perhaps t4t redscape? Can be anyway around:DDD LOVE UR WRITING
Hiii sorry for dropping off the face of the earth for a month, I did plan to answer this ask and then it got completely erased from my brain-
As a gift, enjoy a 2-parter! Hopefully with less than a month's wait this time XD
Mumbo, man of science, maker of many many sex toy contraptions, vs. Scar's magic and vex charms. Both of them want to prove their methods are superior, and what better way to prove it than with a demonstration?
Scar pulls out all of his crystals, embueing each of them with magic that makes Mumbo feel light and floaty as they're dragged along his skin, exploring his chest and thighs, light touches that makes him squirm for more, each pulse of magic echoing through his body and making every sense more and more heightened. By the time Scar puts his crystals away to touch him directly, Mumbo's dripping wet and whining for Scar to just touch him, please. Scar obliges with a mocking pat on the head, and Mumbo barely has a moment to glare at him before the other hand comes to pinch at a nipple, rubbing it between his fingers until complaints turn into moans.
Eventually, after what feels like ages, Scar gets tired of playing with his food. Two fingers press at Mumbo's entrance, and Scar teases him about being so open with so little as he pushes in with barely any resistance, letting Mumbo twitch around him for a moment before shallowly fucking his fingers in and out, easily slipping in a third.
Even without his tdick being touched, Mumbo already feels the rising orgasm bubbling up, aided by the lingering sparks of magic thrumming through his veins. But just as he reaches sweet release, Scar gives him a grin that's a little too wide, teeth a little too sharp, as he croons for Mumbo to wait. And all Mumbo can do is whine pitifully as his body acts of his own accord, snatching his orgasm just out of reach.
When Scar pulls out entirely, Mumbo moves to finish the job himself, but his fingers freeze just over his tdick and Scar tuts at him, telling him to be patient as he pulls out a double-sided strap, keeping it right in Mumbo's line of sight as he painstakingly lubes it up, taking his time until Mumbo starts begging him to please just fuck him already.
And then he does, relishing every noise as Scar sinks inside, setting a rough pace, accentuated with more pulses of magic that go right to his tdick and make Mumbo see stars. Fortunately, Scar's kind enough to not leave Mumbo waiting for too long, leaning over to press a soft kiss to his lips before telling him to cum, relishing in Mumbo's body following his commands, and stroking his own clit until he's orgasming alongside him.
When they finally collapse together, boneless and blissed out, Mumbo gets to curl up contently against Scar's side, already looking forwards to getting his revenge.