cardoperatedboy | (no subject)

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*

NGH

*is not impressed, so does it again*

I-I-I-Is that the best you can do?

Hah...

*starting to breathe a little hard, and brings his hands down to grab the replica's hips*

You would want it harder.

*so hay, does it harder*

[cries out, fingers digging against the wall, forehead pressed between his hands and breath coming in a shaking gulp.]

*waits a minute, then licks his lips and pulls out slowly. Doesn't push back in quite as hard, but doesn't wait again either. It's a little eratic at first, but Riku sets up a slow and building pace. He reaches up with his unshackled hand to the replica's hair and pulls it to the side, so he can see the replica's face*

[turns his face to the side and looks back at Riku, eyes a little wide and definitely glazed, mouth slightly open, cheeks flushed]

Real... thing...

*kind of smiles, just a little, then grits his teeth and concentrates just on pulling in and out of the replica's body.*

It's Riku.

Ri...ahh... [clenches his hands against the wall, teeth gritted and eyes closed]

*groans, and lets go of the replica's hair, grabbing his hip instead, and Riku slides his other hand in front of the replica, curling fingers around his cock and dragging them over the length at the same time he thrusts in*