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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.

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Nnh--

[moves the arm he'd been holding onto Shinji's with down, then, hiking his skirt up to grip his own cock with a moan of relief, braced heavily over the dresser, his pupils blown wide in the mirror]

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[just—absolutely loses it at that, jerking into him, rough and deep, not tearing his gaze away from Ruka as he starts to come inside him with a frantic moan]

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Ah--

[moaning loudly, both at the feeling of his hand and at Shinji pushing so deep to come, rocking between his hand and Shinji's thrusts with a whine]

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[is being shamelessly noisy, maybe only half on purpose, panting open-mouthed]

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[working his hand over himself frantically, staring at Shinji in the mirror, those noises helping to nudge him closer under he shivers abruptly, body tight around Shinji, and comes, catching on the folds of his hiked-up skirt and his hand]

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Hnnhah—hhhah—Ruka—

[normally quiet voice raising into a loud cry, his free arm locking around Ruka tightly]

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[too breathless to cry out at this point, but whimpers in response to that, a little choked, staring at Shinji in the mirror and shaking as he holds himself up with his free arm and Shinji's support]

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[rapidly losing strength, starting to press his weight down on Ruka]

Ahh—

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[squeaks, breathless, squirming a little as he's pressed against the dresser]

O-oh-- Shinji--

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[echoes that noise with a breathless squeak of his own]

S-sorryyy—

[shakily trying to push himself up]

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Ah--

[lays his arm back over Shinji's, holding onto his wrist-- um, it's a little sticky-- and just]

[teleports them to the bed]

[FLOPPING IN A PILE]

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[squeaks, then starts to laugh helplessly]

[I love you I love you I love you I love you . . .!]

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[...laughs along with him, after a moment, fond]

I love you... I love you, Shinji.

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[burying his face in the pillow, shoulders still shaking with laughter]

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[rolls over, draping over his shoulders]

Was it good--? Did you like it?