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O-okay, let me—let me . . .

[fumbling for the lube a little, kissing Ruka's shoulder]

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[waits, just keeping himself braced up, feet spread apart on the floor]

Don't be nervous...?

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T-that's easy to say . . .

[ummm pressing up behind him, trying to find a good position, breath catching]

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Nnh-- it's good, it'll feel good, I want this, Shinji...

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O-okay, now you can—keep—talking—

[as he really carefully starts to press in, bracing his weight against him]

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[breathes in a gasp and lets it out as a shaky moan, relaxing as Shinji pushes into him, babbling a little]

Ah-- oh, Shinji, I can feel you, it's good, nnh...

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[sucks in a loud breath that turns into a shaky groan, leaning in the rest of the way and wrapping one arm tightly around Ruka, the other braced on the dresser]

Oh.

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[groans, supporting himself heavily against the surface, cheeks flushed dark and mouth open to pant in the mirror]

Shinji-- you can move, it's okay, I want it...

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I-I'm—working on it—

[thrusts into him, pressing his face against Ruka's back]

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[jjjjust rocks back against him, moaning his name, a little breathless]

Shinji, mmnhh--

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[it takes him a few moments to get any sort of self-control back, but he slides his hand slowly up the front of Ruka's dress, tilting Ruka's chin up to look in the mirror]

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[shivers, cheeks bright, bright red, and automatically turns his eyes away from his own reflection, seeking out what he can see of Shinji in the mirror instead]

A-ah-- Shinji--...

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You're—really beautiful—

[thrusts into him a little harder]

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[keeps rocking back into his thrusts, panting out little cries and groans, gaze wandering a little over the mirror in reluctant fascination]

You feel-- amazing-- inside me, Shinji, you're so-- hahh--

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You can—see yourself, can't you . . .? Ruka . . .

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[groans, partly from sensation and partly from embarrassment, eyes flicking away from and back to the mirror]

...Y-yes-- I look like this f-for you, Shinji--

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For . . . for me . . .

[starting to move a little faster, watching Ruka in the mirror]

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Because-- you're making me feel so hot--

[laying his arm across Shinji's where it's around his waist, rocking into his thrusts hard and watching them move together in the mirror with a low groan, breathless]

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[chokes out a noise, trying to find a bit of a faster pace, deeper]

Nnnh—a-ah . . . Ruka . . .

[I've thought about doing so much with you, and—we can do it, we're doing it, we can—]

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[moans, moving along with that new pace, panting and watching Shinji in the mirror, cheeks hot]

Anything, anything, Shinji...

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Look at yourself . . .

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[...looks, breath hitching on a moan, staring at himself in the mirror-- eyes half-lidded and cheeks flushed and lips parted, totally overwhelmed as he's rocked by Shinji's thrusts and moves back against them]

Shinji-- Shinji, Shinji...

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You—you look good . . . like this—you—

[groaning a little louder, pressing his face into Ruka's shoulder again, though he forces himself to look up at them both after a moment]

[I'm close—]

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[moans helplessly, catching his eye in the mirror]

Touch me--? Before--

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T-touch yourself.