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[ He sighs, half tempted to roll his eyes. But he doesn't, only slipping the collar back around the replica's neck, chain and all. ~~Oh dear. That wouldn't have ended well for either one of them.~~ ]

[Very slight movement, but other than that, he doesn't even seem to notice still.]

[ It looks like he'll have to be severely punished later for causing so much trouble. ] On your knees.

[Seems to react automatically, almost out of instinct, shifting so that he's on his knees before Asch.]

Much better. [ He leans down towards the replica, tilting his head to cradle a cheek in his hand. ] I'm not getting rid of you.

[Slowly starts to regain recognition in his eyes, rubbing his cheek against Asch's hand slowly.]

[ Strokes along his jaw in a petting motion as he eases himself down to stoop in front of him, pressing his lips to the opposite cheek. ]

[It takes him a second to realize what Asch just did, but as soon as he does, he's blushing again.]

[ That's a major step in the right direction there. His lips slide over the flushed skin, tongue dragging along the trail left by Luke's tears. ]

[His blush is getting deeper, and he shivers slightly.] M...Master...

Replica. [ He follows the salty taste down to Luke's lips, lingering only a moment before claiming then as his own. ]

[Whimpers faintly as he parts his lips for Asch.]

[ Dips his tongue into Luke's mouth, pulling his head back with a few fingers twisted into his hair. ]

[Whines softly, sucking desperately at Asch's tongue.]

[ Chuckles and continues licking at the soft spots, ending with his tongue. ]

[Whimpers, tilting his head so that Asch has more access]

[ Slowly withdraws, leaving Luke to follow if he wants more. ]

[Oh, he's most definitely following.]

[ Asch is a cruel master; putting a hand on his chest to just keep him from reaching. ]

[And thus comes up short, whimpering faintly; his eyes are still closed, his lips are parted just so, and his face is so very red in a way that most would probably find... endearing.]

[ The replica reminds him of the lovesick girls that frequented parties at the castle, only much more real. He pushes him back into the tree, gracing his lips with another kiss. ]

[That earns a tiny yelp as he hits the tree that gets cut off as soon as Asch kisses him again.]

[ A knee of his gets slipped between the other's legs as his tongue returns to invading his servant's mouth. ]

[Gets right back to sucking on Asch's tongue, spreading his legs.]

[ Presses himself against the replica; pinning him there as a suppressed groan escapes from him. ]