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[Saying "we don't have to" is completely missing the point . . .]

[l-laughs a little, stroking up and down Shinji's back with his nails, lightly]

I thought something like "I'll show you" might be a little creepy.

[laughs and moans breathlessly at the same time]

Maybe . . . a-ah, show me, though . . .

[breath... catches... a little... b-breathes out roughly, actually pushing Shinji's shirt up as his hands move this time]

I want to see you...?

[going red, wide-eyed, and sits up a little on his elbows to make it easier to get his shirt off]

[tugs it off, dropping it to the side on the bed and reaching to skate his fingers lightly over Shinji's shoulders, collarbone, the bit of his chest he can reach, eyes following those paths]

[lets out a small noise, a bit nervous, thoughts conspicuously quiet, staying very still]

[...leans to kiss him, brief but warm]

...You're beautiful. Do you want mine off, too...?

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I'm . . . I'm not—and yes.

[because he can protest but he still wants Ruka naked]

You are. Do you want to...?

I'm definitely not . . .! I don't even feel bad about it, that just doesn't apply . . .

[yanking Ruka's shirt off]

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[stretching out~~]

You are to me, so hush.

[STARING . . .]

[takes Shinji's hand and brings it to his mouth, kissing where he'd bit him before lightly.]

[. . . lifting his free hand to Ruka's chest, trailing down from his neck, fingertips lightly brushing one nipple]

[breathes in sharply, face flushing a bit more]

Ah... Shinji.

Y-yes—?

[tugging his hand back]

No-- it feels nice.

[slides his hands over Shinji's back again, scraping with his nails just a little]

[whines softly, squirming around like he's not sure where to put his legs, fuck—pants are constricting legs are difficult, Ruka is beautiful, that feels good—]

[trying to kiss at his neck, hauling him closer and helplessly running his hands down Ruka's chest]

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[leans close and tips his head back, breathing unsteadily with his cheeks flushed and eyes half-lidded, arching into Shinji's hands a little and scraping one hand up across Shinji's neck to bury in his hair and massage a bit at his scalp]

Good--

[rolls them both over abruptly, dumping Ruka onto the mattress and squirming back sort of between his legs but escaping towards the end of the bed away from him, incredibly flustered]

I—s-sorry, I just—

[MAKES-- A... SURPRISED... NOISE, just staring at the ceiling for a second where he was dumped, before leaning up on his elbows and taking a deep, steadying breath. (it, uh, may be obvious from this angle that Shinji is not the only one having problems with pants being constricting)]

No-- no, it's fine. Sorry. Too fast?

[. . . his gaze is going straaaaaight there]

. . .

[l-licking his lips and swallowing a few times, half-covering his flushed face with one hand, hunching over]

N-not . . . fast enough . . .

[...RED but-- sits up, leaning towards him a bit, but not making any move to actually crawl over]

...Are-- you sure that's it? I mean-- we can-- fix that, but-- you ran away...?

. . . there was . . . a sudden danger . . .

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