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... [ oh. rolling his eyes upward to glance at the bed, Luke makes a sort of sheepish face. he makes it seem like an accident when he curls his finger just enough to brush it over a certain spot within Asch before extracting it, smiling ]

I-- shi- [ As is to demonstrate his point on using the bed, his wings thrash about when Luke sends that surge of pleasure straight through him, earning several words that would earn a severe scolding from a certain other individual. ] I bet not, you ass.

[ IM died, wtf. >O ]

[ he's just in this to make it good for you, Asch. don't go throwing around harsh nicknames. ...he also makes a point of propping himself above the other and kissing him lightly before sitting back on his haunches, working his way the rest of the way out of his pants, and offering to help Asch up. ]

[ Funny, Asch was just trying to help him get some relief. Go figure. If you expect any fond names from him, you'll be sorely mistaken. Asch is still an Asch, yet he's willing to accept the hand in getting up. Not that he needs it, you know. ...finally, he can stretch his wings out and get the feathers to lie flat. ]

[ Luke would be more freaked out by fond names than harsh ones, so it's all good. XD ...fairly promptly to Asch sorting his wings out, however, Luke pounces him over backwards into the bed-- although he's somehow mindful of the wings. ]

Oof! [ His back hits the mattress with a soft thump, wings staying neatly tucked in to prevent injury. Surprise attack on the original successfully caught him off-guard and it takes him a moment to figure out what the hell happened. ] ...we were on the floor, if you must know.

[ just grins broadly, trailing his hands back down Asch's front ] [ but he wastes no time in getting back to business, pushing up his shirt and drawing designs on his skin with his tongue ]

Always. You should know better than that. [ With the rough hands roaming over his front, his eyes quickly go from being wide to half-mast, watching him lazily. There's a hum of approval, and Asch wraps his arms around Luke lightly. ]

[ Luke wastes no time in slipping right from that grasp to pay attention to more important areas-- partly because he's curious about Asch's reaction to that prior prodding. he makes a point of watching Asch's face as he presses an almost bored open-mouthed kiss to the older redhead's groin, massaging his hip again ]

[ Ruin his attempts at snuggling, why don't you. He can't help but notice how contrasting Mr. Mechanic and Wingy are at times like this. ...bad thing to think about. Right. On to busine-- where, no, how the hell did Luke learn to be so damned skilled? His chest heaves, words already coming out breathy. ] ...am I boring you down there?

[ Luke's kind of scared of snuggling. he's already too fond of you, Engel. ] ... [ runs his tongue good over Asch's length once before he glances back up, questioning ]

[ Oh, you silly, silly replica. Asch rolls his eyes at the inquiry and propping himself up on his elbows to give Luke a smirk, breathing hard. ] ..you look rather bored. ...or perhaps this is too routine for you?

... [ surprisingly, he's kind of stung by that comment, and it shows in his faltered expression. ] [ the statement contains much less bite than he wanted it to. ]

I have no problem with this, as I've said before. [ He can see very clearly that what he said was wrong, he just isn't sure what it was or the reasoning for it. His eyebrows knit together as he looks over Luke, trying to read him. ] ...Luke. [ Pushing himself to sit up completely, he slips both arms under Luke's and works the replica into his lap for a hug. He's not letting you get away from this one. ]

[ doesn't say anything to the first statement, and barely makes a quiet squeak of "wtf?" when hugged. ...he does, however, wibble slightly and fold up to lean his head on Asch's shoulder ]

....that was not the intent behind my words. Nor do I think this is all you are good for. If that was the case, I never would have bothered befriending you. [ Brushes his hair back, then takes to rubbing his back to sooth him. Closing his eyes over, he rests his head against Luke's with a tired sigh, idly kissing his shoulder. ]

... [ letting his words sink in for a moment, Luke sighs as well and closes his eyes over for a little while, letting Asch soothe as he so desires. 'course in due time his eyes open again and he gives Asch a sort of >\ look and pokes him in the collarbone, shifting out of the hug. ] Just for that, I'm going to make you need new sheets. [ ...and there he goes again, back for the nether regions. ]

... [ For a while all he can do is stare, surprised at the sudden shift in Luke's mood, and thinking how replicas never cease to surprise you. Once he's no longer stunned, however, he shows Luke just how that >/ look is done. ] You act as if I tried to upset you on purpose. [ His wings ruffle indignantly while Asch reaches down to get at Luke's groin. ]

[ problem is, he's still upset. that's about the only reason he's acting this way. this is only slightly obvious when he looks up in annoyance, half laying down with Asch in one hand. ] How do I know you didn't? I don't know anything about you, remember? [ Penis Pop has just been given a whole new meaning. ]

Very well. For the sake of argument, let us say I did. What do you plan on doing about it? [ Ironically, Luke's annoyance annoys Asch and he has to fight the urge to smack the replica for his obviously flawed thought process. ] If you don't know a few things about me by now, you never will. [ Sets his jaw and continues to glare at Luke, determined to not give him the satisfaction of knowing his actions are sending jolts up his spine. ]

... [ except for some reason the fact that he's tired and lonely and still lingeringly upset from earlier and everything else is catching up with him again, and Luke can't really come up with a retort for that. so he just pulls away, seizes up, and shakes. ] [ folds up in place, ignoring his own nakedness and covering his head with his arms ]

...dammit. [ Had Asch any idea of how exhausted both mentally and physically Luke is, he would have understood not to tease in such a harsh manner. Possibly. He deemed his previous attempts at comforting Luke a failure, and as such doesn't move to touch him in the slightest. Quite the opposite, in fact. He slides from the bed to the nearest wall-- which he promptly throws his fist into, leaving a good sized crack. ..he'll have to repair it later. ]

Edited 2009-03-20 09:54 (UTC)

[ jumps, scrambling to the edge of the bed and just watching him, hitching ]

[ Leaves his hand against the wall, he's somewhat afraid to move it, not to mention it hurts like a bitch- looking over his shoulder at Luke, voice oddly calm. ] You are not leaving.

... [ okay now he's just scared. which results in more shaking, a blanch in the surprisingly healthy skin tone he usually has, and a distinct glossy quality to his eyes. ]