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[cardoperatedboy]

What the hell, Real Thing?! Take these handcuffs off right now! Do you wanna fight?!

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[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*one hand pinned, gonna try to gutpunch you with the other*

Coming from someone who's not worth anything?

[cardoperatedboy]

Guess I can only imitate the Real Thing then, huh?

[grabs at Riku's hair, trying to force his head back]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

Too bad you're not any good at it, Fake.

*yeah, gutpunch*

[cardoperatedboy]

[OOMPH I'm glad I wear a rubber suit. ALWAYS WEAR A RUBBER? Grabs ahold of the straps of Riku's shirt and yanks hard]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*I don't think I have straps anymore but we can pretend you said jacket. or. whatever it is I wear*

Fine? You want proof?

*Kisses you >\*

[cardoperatedboy]

[Your outfits get more and more boring, Real Thing.]

[...Kisses back, running his hand up and down Riku's unpinned arm]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*anything is better than the tutu, Fake.*

*kisses long enough that he can't be said to have made it too quick, then pulls back, and looks over at the still shackled hands*

You get it now?

[cardoperatedboy]

[it's not a tutu! It's a cape!]

...

You need to do it more. It's not 'kissing', it's 'making out', dumbass.

[pins that other arm]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*it's an ASS CAPE that is NOT COOL*

Uh no, it is kissing and that still won't work. So get off me.

[cardoperatedboy]

[Given the state of the clothes over YOUR ass, you really can't talk.]

No. It's groping and it's making out and you're not making this any easier.

[doesn't let up, instead ducking forward to grab at the zipper of Riku's shirt with his teeth]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*they're just a little too big, shut up, rubberboy*

The groping is a different one--

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

....................what are you doing?

[cardoperatedboy]

[arches a bit, arms stretched out to keep Riku's pinned while he drags the zipper down and gets the shirt open]

I'm undoing your shirt, dumbass.

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

Stop taking off my clothes!

[cardoperatedboy]

What, you think I'm going to stop just because you told me too?

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

Why are you so eager to get them off in the first place, Fake?

[cardoperatedboy]

Are you really that dumb?

[leans down against him, biting at his collarbone]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*this should really really really not be hot*

This isn't making out or groping either, moron.

[cardoperatedboy]

[Except how it is.]

You clearly suck at making out. [bites his neck]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*fkja;fasfa*

Like you've got so much experience.

[cardoperatedboy]

[reaches for his pants]

[aviy.livejournal.com]

Goddammit, why the hell can't I just whip out my keyblade and kick his ass? Fail, Riku. FAIL.

*RESETS*

[cardoperatedboy]

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