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[ Having Luke flush against him isn't enough by now, even with both hands pulling at him, and his hips trying to work himself faster in Luke's hand. ]

[ and he obliges, if distractedly. he's letting a finger wander again, remembering the reaction it got last time with a grin against Asch's neck ]

[ It clicks somewhere in the back of his mind that Luke is smirking (or something to that effect) and that he really ought to be wary, knowing what a sneak this one is. He's honestly too preoccupied with licking and nipping the other's shoulder to care now. ]

[ y hallo thar, prodding you with that wandering finger, now. also allowing for a bit of a distraction by tightening and quickening his pace with his hand ]

L-Luke, cut that o-- [ More like Asch was cut off by the very successful distraction, stopping both mid-sentence and halfway to bringing a heel into Luke's back in a way that wasn't intended to be nice. ]

[ captures his mouth briefly, smiling oddly when he pulls away ] [ and he's started moving against him, as well, so there's a trio of motions going on here that are serving to drive both of them nuts. ...although Luke is determined to see Asch finished before taking care of himself. which is probably why he just hooked his finger for that spot again. ]

[ The strange smile gets a light bite upon his lower lip. ] B..best for who? [ Sorry, Luke, you may have given him the most pleasure he's experienced through sex, but it sends a surge up his spine and down his legs, making the bent one jerk violently.. smacking right into the small of Luke's back. ]

[ ow. all movement from Luke stops for a few seconds while he sorts out the starts he sees, and when his vision clears he gives Asch a sort of irritatedly devious look. ...he also cranes his neck to scrape his teeth over Asch's collarbone. ] [ prods that spot again, tugging at him with renewed fervor despite the smarting in his back ]

Then get your damn finger out.. [ Luke's irritated look is matched by his own scandalized one, apparently affronted by the notion of someone, Luke included, sticking an appendage up his ass. Raging hard-on be damned, he isn't that desperate! ...yet. His finger gradually work their way into the strands of Luke's hair, twisting and tugging various locks. ]

[ rubs his fingertip over the spot once more before obliging him by extracting the finger, going back to tugging on him ]

N-nngh.. [ Arches up farther than he had before, his voice not coming out calm and collected like he wanted, but a horribly attractive moan. Mind: 0 Body: 1 ] ...do.. do what you want.

[ fails to mask the smirk that crosses his face, but settles just to tug him the rest of the way ]

Think about yourself for a change... [ Wraps one leg and arm around him, the leg being used more for support while he tries the trick Luke had just used on him. ]

[ TUG-- makes a face, squirming a little ] [ pointedly reinserts his finger to poke at the spot Asch likes most, still tugging-- if slightly awkwardly ]

[ It really would help if he wasn't... poking around in the dark. ] A..ah.. Brat... [ Hisses into the crook of Luke's neck and has a good time of working the skin there, the rest of his body seizing up. ]

[ Luke is also alarmingly good at hiding how much he likes this. of course at the seizing up of the other's body he tugs a bit more fervently, exhaling pointedly before scraping his teeth over his neck ]

[ Somewhere in the midst of the jerking he was receiving, there's a noise akin to growl and Asch gives one last thrust with his hips before coming on Luke, toes curled. ]

[ the toes thing is kind of oddly endearing, but Luke isn't really paying attention to it. he keeps his hand where it is until Asch is done, when he brings it to his face and idly licks it clean. ...the dirty little whore. he smiles faintly ]

[ It isn't until after Luke has cleaned himself that Asch stops writhing around, chest rising and falling to his slowing breaths. He has yet to find his voice so that he can respond to the question, though the weak glare is answer enough. ]

... [ rolls his neck a little and gives him a look, pursing his lips. ...he then shifts, sliding downward so his face is level with the mess he just caused. ...Luke y u such a hobag. now he's going to set to work cleaning the rest of you off, Asch. >>; ]

[ He had been working on propping himself up on his elbows when Luke decided to migrate south and given that his intentions are clear, Asch makes a discouraging noise and brings a leg up to plant those endearing toes in Luke's face, tweaking his nose with them. ] Nn.. enough.

[ wtf feet. Luke makes a rather comical face and sits up, running a hand through his hair sheepishly ]

No shit. [ Hauls himself upright, ending up with his face right in front of Luke's. ...as long as he's here.. he may as well kiss the replica's cheek, moving to the corner of his mouth where there's a spot of cum left, licking it off. ]

[ well now he's embarrassed, and trying to avoid eye contact. ]

[ Asch doesn't press Luke to look at him. He's now focused on helping Luke finish, one arm hooked around his waist while the other hand gently begins to stroke the underside of his cock. ] ...it may help to talk about it.