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[cardoperatedboy]

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

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[cardoperatedboy]

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

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*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*

[cardoperatedboy]

[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...

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*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.

[cardoperatedboy]

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

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*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*

[cardoperatedboy]

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

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

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*

[cardoperatedboy]

G-gonna give up already?

[jerks, shivering and panting hard]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

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

[cardoperatedboy]

[cries out, gasping raggedly, clearly pretty close]

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*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...

[cardoperatedboy]

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

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*Rocks into the replica a few more times, digging fingers into his hip, and then with low moan he's coming too*

[cardoperatedboy]

Th-that was my first...

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

*pulling out*

Yeah? Well, mine too.

[cardoperatedboy]

Liar!

W...why would you do that to me?

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

Why would I lie about that?

And it was to get these--

These...

*o look. handcuffs. Still there =\*

[cardoperatedboy]

...

How would that do it, moron?!

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

It... what-- it was your idea!

[cardoperatedboy]

How?!

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

You-- You...

Argh, nevermind!

*getting a cloth out of his pants to wipe his hand off with*

[cardoperatedboy]

If you wanted me that bad, you could've SAID something!

[dressindarkness.livejournal.com]

You think I wanted you?

[cardoperatedboy]

After what you just did to me? You'd have a hell of a time convincing me otherwise, Real Thing!