[ic] thread continuations

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[loosens his grip a little, brushing his lips up closer to Shinji's ear, murmuring]

I want you to... ask, if you want to touch me, that's all.

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[lets out a strangled squeak, hips jerking]

I—I—

[I'm so turned on already, Ruka—Ruka—]

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[pulls back a little so he can see Shinji's face, smiling and trailing his fingers down Shinji's wrists to curl their fingers together instead]

So, you want something, right...?

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[There's too much, it's too much, I want to do everything, how can I choose? . . . don't make me ask, just show me, make me do whatever you want, I'll do it . . .]

Nnh . . .

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[squeezes his hands~]

Say please.

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[lets out the most breathless, strangled noise, arching off the wall again, absolutely fervently meaning his pleaded—]

Please.

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Ah...

[it's a soft, sighed moan-- he shivers again, breathing a little quickly, and lets Shinji's hands go as he steps back abruptly, turning to go back to the bed and perching on the edge]

Come here.

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[follows after him almost in a daze, stumbling]

Ruka—

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What? Hey, sit down.

[he's... not gesturing at the bed]

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[stares at him]

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...What? Shinji.

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[sits obediently]

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[...leans forward to brush his fingers along Shinji's face, a little uncertain]

It's okay if I ask you to do something for me, right?

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Anything—everything—

[trying to kiss his fingers]

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[...drags his fingers over Shinji's lower lip and takes a deep, steadying breath before sitting back up, fingers curling slightly in the hem of his dress]

Then... you wanted... to see underneath, right?

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[he's just . . . he's so red. he's so fucking red]

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[grins, bright red himself and almost too embarrassed to look at him, but spreads his feet a little further apart on the floor, knees still together, and plucks lightly at the hem of his dress]

Right? Shinji?

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[. . . gasps, then buries his face in Ruka's thigh, practically shaking]

[Oh my god.]

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Nnh...

[breath hitching on a moan-- reaches with kind of shaky hands to pet him, fingers brushing through his hair, over the shell of his red ears...]

You have to say it, you know... Or I could be sweet to you instead, if that's what you want...

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[No, this is fine, this is fine, this is fine . . .]

[panting, open-mouthed, still not really able to . . . form words, though]

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...Hnnh-- Shinji, hurry--?

[moaning just looking at him-- well and, okay, his proximity to Ruka's lap-- stroking his fingers through Shinji's hair a little more quickly, urging]

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Sh . . . show me?

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[shivers hard and... spreads his knees apart, tugging his skirt up, fingers dragging lightly against his thighs as he pulls it up]

[Shinji is DEFINITELY not the only one already very, very worked up, Ruka's cock straining a little in his panties-- so if he was wondering if he'd actually wear them, well...!!]

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[if you expected Shinji to be able to do anything except pant and stare . . .]

[his mind is an absolute blank, hands trembling, mouth open]

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...Sh-Shinji-- Shinji, Shinji...

[breathing hard, just staring at him, fingers curled in his skirt]