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Like managing to befriend a cold hearted bastard like myself. [ As Luke's tongue makes its way along his skin, he cranes his neck out to make it last longer. ]

[ punctuates the lick with his teeth, biting gently at the base of his jaw ]

Aren't you the one who said "you don't know me"? [ When Asch relaxes against the bed and lets his head fall back, that pulls Luke against his chest more. ]

[ exhales against his skin, twisting his fingers in his hair ] [ scrapes his teeth lightly over his neck ]

There is much you have not seen. [ Hums in thought, idly tapping Luke's back as though it were a table he was strumming his fingers against. ] Heh. "Cool", am I? You use such amusing words. [ Discreetly slips one of his legs between Luke's, bending it at the knee to rub against him. ]

Edited 2009-03-19 22:31 (UTC)

[ makes a sharp sort of hissed yelp, grinding downward involuntarily ]

It must have been a fascinating place you resided in. [ Stills his leg under Luke, taking to petting his back. ]

[ chews on his neck again ]

I had no idea you enjoyed using your teeth so much. [ Drags a few nails down the center of his back, leg unintentionally jerking. ]

[ scrapes his teeth over him again, exhaling roughly when Asch's leg jerks again ]

[ Gives an exasperated sigh and pinches his side. ] And you know nothing of me.

[ wiggles a little, suggestively ]

[ Holds Luke still with the arm around his waist in order to scold him with another pinch. ] I believe I have been asking you longer.

[ presses an open-mouthed kiss to the corner of his mouth ]

The same can be said for me. [ Tilts his head to kiss Luke's cheek, running a couple fingers along his jaw. ]

[ closes his eyes over, reality catching up with him again for a moment. he runs his fingertips over Asch's chest ]

We do know better. [ Gives an almost inaudible sigh and hugs Luke to him, taking to making sure his hair is as tidy as possible. ]

[ licks his neck again, lightly ]

That is a question only you can answer. [ Presses his lips to Luke's forehead, switching which of his legs is bent. ]

[ hisses, sliding backwards and unintentionally grinding against him again ]

[ Rests a hand on his hip and thumbs his thin frame, fighting the desire to return the movement of his groin area. ]

[ ...trying to calm down, panting slightly ]

...I'm giving you such a hard time, aren't I? [ Yes, you could consider that a joke, seeing as he moved his leg right as he said it. ]

Not-- [ bites his lip, hard ]

Oh? That isn't how it looks, or feels, to me. [ Lounges against the side of the bed, idly flexing his legs. They're getting stiff sitting like this. ]