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*derp, having found a picture of his brother in his wallet, here's Asch chilling in his bedroom, staring at it, all >:. you could try to cheer him up, but I don't think it's gonna be that easy...*

Luke.... I miss you.

((Uh. Porn.))

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[choushindou]

[gasps, arching up slightly]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*slips his hand down Luke's pants, and cups him gently*

[choushindou]

[yeeeeeeeeep, pressing into his hand now]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

That feel good?

[choushindou]

Nn... y-yes...

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*strokes him through his boxers, his face buried in Luke's neck*

[choushindou]

[gasps, thrusting up lightly] Asch...

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*strokes him a little faster* ...

[choushindou]

[arches up again] Ah...

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*sits up after a moment, and pulls his hand out, now tugging Luke's pants down*

[choushindou]

[cracks his eyes open, confused]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

These need to come off.

[choushindou]

[///// nods slightly]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*takes his shoes and pants off quickly, before removing his own*

[choushindou]

[yeah, he's blushing even more now]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*runs a hand up and dow Luke's thighs teasingly* Are you sure you want this?

[choushindou]

[breath hitches, looking up at him, really embarrassed... but he nods slightly]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*nods and brushes his fingers over his cock gently*

((Derp, is your headache gone?))

[choushindou]

[whimpers, pressing up into his hand]

[Mostly; what's left of it, I'm killing off with Alieve. The nausea's gone, at least. :D Even if my stomach still feels like I'm getting punched. Looks like I'm not going to that party tomorrow after all. /o/]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*yup, still gonna tease him 8DD*

((Well, good that you're not going to the party, but D8 that you're still very ugh. At least you won't feel like you're gonna puke every two seconds or so?))

[choushindou]

[yup, still whimpering; he's squirming a bit now, though, turning his head to the side and getting a little redder]

[Yus.♥ It'll pass, I'm sure. I get sick really easily. It's up to that time of year.]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*wraps his hand around him, but doesn't move it at all*

((Baww. Yeah, I usually get horribly sick around Winter time, always coming down with laryngitis. It suuuuucks, especially when my manager's horrible and won't let me book off because I'm sick and can't talk in a job that... well, requires me to talk to customers. =_=;))

[choushindou]

[shivering a little] A-Asch...

[:< Shitty manager is shitty, then. ;;]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*brushes his thumb over the tip* ....

((inorite srsly.))

[choushindou]

[arches up sharply]