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[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*

[whimpers, jerking in Riku's grasp] H-hey, that's --!

What...?

*leans in closer, running his mouth over the top of the replica's spine, to the back of his shoulder, scapes at the skin with his teeth*

Want me to stop?

*puncutates that by squeezing tighter on the next pull*

G-gonna give up already?

[jerks, shivering and panting hard]

*pauses, briefly upsetting the rhythm, then bites the replica's shoulder hard and fucks him harder*

[cries out, gasping raggedly, clearly pretty close]

*swallows hard at that sound and presses his forehead against the replica's back for a moment, tightens his grip on the replicas hip, then straightens again. The pace slows a bit, but each thrust hits more solidly than the last*

Come on... Fake...

[And then he's moaning repeatedly, coming over Riku's hand, practically clawing at the wall]