cardoperatedboy | (no subject)

*let's not ask where Riku aquired lube from okay? Okay, but he's spinning the cap off and squeezing a little into his hand*

Keep telling yourself that.

Y-you're everything I don't want, after all!

[Squirming]

And that's why you follow me around, trying to take everything I have?

*doesn't really give any warning, just reaches down to the replica's ass and pushes in a couple of fingers*

I don't want what you ha-- AUGH-!

Riiiiight.

*pulls his fingers out and pushes them back in, and after a moment bites the replica at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Surprisingly, not hard enough to draw blood.*

I just... want to have...

nnngh...

*pushes in a third finger, and moves his mouth up the replica's neck, to the base of his jaw*

[w-whimpers. ._.]

J-just hurry up.

. . .

Did you just whimper?

If you're gonna do it, real thing, just do it. Like I'd whimper over you.

Uh huh. Try not to start crying.

*but, takes out the third finger and stretches him more carefully with the first too*

I said I'm fine! Just--

...I'm fine, so...

Good. Don't wimp out now.

*shifts the angle of his fingers to poke around for a specific spot*

Who's a wimp-- ahh...!

Damn...

I guess that was it.

*pushes again, harder*

[presses a hand against the wall]

Don't make fun of me...

*just snorts and sets up a rhythm, stetching him with it. Not exactly gentle, but not as harsh as before*

[leans his face into his hand. Despite himself, occasional noises are rising in his throat.]

*leans over the fakes's shoulder a bit so he can see his face, and since the he hasn't struggled in a while, risks releasing the arm Riku has twisted up behind the replica's back.*

Here.

*instead, Riku grabs the replica's hand and pushes it around infront of them until, until the replica's palm brushes his own cock*

[shivers hard, brows drawing down. He closes his hand around his cock a moment later, though he doesn't stroke yet]

I'm not... doing this for you...

Good.

*wraps his hand around the replicas and pulls both their grips up the length, and at the same time pushes his fingers in hard*

Since I'm not doing this for you either.

[curls his fingers against the wall, into a fist]

Aren't you just going to fuck me? What's taking you so long? Have to work yourself up to it?

. . . You're right.

*lets go completely, removing his fingers too, because hay, you're not fighting anymore, and squirts a little more lube onto his hand to slick himself up*

Let's just get this over with.

[stroking himself, though the chain's jerking his hand back a bit, away from his cock]

Y-yeah. I can take whatever you do.

We'll see.

*puts it in*