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[oedipuswreck]

I'm . . . like that . . .?

[voice wrecked by now, barely audible. he arches as much as he can, hips jerking, hair clinging to his damp cheeks]

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Mm-hm. I wish you could see yourself; you'd understand...

[kisses the back of his neck and twists his hand around him, thumb circling the head before he goes back to jerking him off, fast]

[oedipuswreck]

I d-dont think I'd understaa—ahhh, ahhhhh . . . !!

[cries out, voice cracking, and starts to come, shaking and panting]

[supersensitive]

[strokes him through it with a sympathetic sigh, kissing along his shoulders soothingly(?)]

[oedipuswreck]

[just sinks forward, absolutely boneless]

[supersensitive]

[just... flops next to him, rubbing his back absently with one hand]

I love you.

[oedipuswreck]

[makes a soft little noise, unmoving aside from the occasional choked, sniffling gasp that makes his shoulders shake]

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Are you okay...? It was-- a lot...

[oedipuswreck]

[I'm fine . . .]

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Yeah? I think you have even more stamina than me...

[and I'm technically a superhuman]

[oedipuswreck]

[I just have no concept of pain or body limits anymore and also I'm so tired I can't even talk now.]

[supersensitive]

Mmh... Sorry.

[oedipuswreck]

[I don't think I've felt that satisfied in my entire life.]

[supersensitive]

[l-laughs]

At what price, though... Ah, but it was fun. I really... really, liked it...

[oedipuswreck]

[Yeah?]

[squirms a hand over to him, trying to find one of Ruka's]

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[takes his hand, curling their fingers together]

Mmh. ...You really did look amazing, you know.

[oedipuswreck]

[shivering a little, fingers stroking Ruka's knuckles, finding his voice a little]

I was thinking about it—how I looked . . .

[supersensitive]

Showing off for me?

[pleased]

[oedipuswreck]

[shudders, flushing darkly and shifting so he can look at Ruka, finally, face streaked with tears]

Something . . . l-like that.

[supersensitive]

Mmh...

[hums, curling closer, looking at him-- a little concerned, but trying not to smother him with... worrying...]

...It was something you wanted? Even though-- it made you cry...

[oedipuswreck]

I was begging for it, wasn't I?

[voice cracking a bit, hand tightening in Ruka's]

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[squeezes his hand, apologetic]

...Yeah. I mean-- it's not like I don't understand-- I've wanted you to make me cry before, but... I just wanted to be sure...

[oedipuswreck]

[blinks at him]

What—?

[supersensitive]

Well-- I mean-- just that feeling... Being so overwhelmed you can't help it, even though it's good? Ah-- maybe that's weird, sorry. Is that what you were asking?

[oedipuswreck]

. . . yeah. That's what I wanted.