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[Something's not quite right here, so naturally, it really must be wrong. After all, who just leaves a scrumptious looking triple layer cake with butter cream frosting just sitting on a table in the middle of a street? Certainly not a dorky not-quite-alive replica on the look out for specimens that honestly thinks humans are dumb enough to fall for this. Nope, not at all.]

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[ Well, yes, but it's still rather unsettling when that cute face gets all devious and... Dist-y. Yuck. Asch ruffles his feather at that thought. ]

I won't so long as you don't make every inch of my skin red. [ He can feel that hickey, you know. ]

[Luke chuckled.]

As tempting as that is, and as tasty as you are, I much rather you stay pretty.

...I'm not sure whether I'm more disturbed by the fact you consider me "pretty" or tasty. It's a very close call.

[ Asch finally seem to notice the new location and raises a quizzical brow. Just what are you plotting, you fiend? ]

[The fact that he had been two seconds away from ripping your clothes off wasn't a clue?]

Of course you're pretty. You're my angel.

[ Other than the usual. You're supposed to be a creative genius here! ]

[ Even Asch can't find it in him to complain about a compliment like that; not when part of what Luke said has him turning pink. ]

Hmph...

[Luke smiled.]

My stubborn angel that doesn't want to admit he's as wonderful as he is.

[Sorry, he can't help but kiss you when you're being adorable.]

Keep it up and my ego might end up the same size as yours.

[ That works for him, though he scoffed a bit before returning the kiss. Such blatant praise is just plain awkward these days. ]

[Luke chuckled.]

Mm... if that happens, I'll have to surgically remove some.

Speaking of removing...

[He slid his finger tips under the lip of Asch's pants.]

These need to go already, don't you agree?

Not that I don't trust your precision with a scalpel, but I would prefer to keep intact whatever body parts I currently have.

And I wouldn't say they need to...

[ Though whether he wants them to go is another question entirely. One leaning towards an affirmative judging by the subtle lifting of his hips and the fact his hands are fiddling with Luke's hakama. ]

Mm... Fortunately, I also like you in one piece.

[Those hands grow a little bit bolder when Asch moves his hips, slipping in all the way and cupping his ass.]

Can't tell you how relieved I am to hear it...

[ This time Asch doesn't jump, instead just shifting around for a better position to untie that crazy contraption masquerading as pants. Seriously. It's like all replicas have some form of chastity belt between that belt buckle and baggy pants. ]

[It's to keep devilish originals from putting hands in new places. Not like this Luke hasn't had hands in interesting places before, but that's beside the point.]

[He chuckled at Asch's issues with his pants, nipping at his neck playfully.]

[ Damn hypocritical replicas. And since when does that even count as a "new" place when it's totally their favorite path to take whenever they get together? ]

[ Asch kept himself from tearing at the stupid fabric, though a irritated growl escaped his control. ]

This uniform of yours has to be the stupidest outfit ever...

[Luke snorted at that, reaching back and unlooping that one loop that made getting his belt off much easier. He placed the piece of fabric in Asch's hand, before settling his own on Asch's hip.]

Blame Aizen. He's the one that makes us wear these ridiculous uniforms.

[ Ah, so that was the problem. He'd have to keep that in mind for next time. ...not that he was planning ahead or such. Though it couldn't hurt. ... Why does his brain think these crazy things. ]

Hnn. You could always refuse to wear it. [ A slight smirk. ] I would think you might enjoy seeing what kind of reaction you could get from being out of uniform.

[ Asch finished untying the criss-crossing mystery belt and let it drop with a look of mild disappointment - there wasn't much use for it, still being attached to Luke's pants. ]

[An actual worried look crossed Luke's face at that.]

In front of my master, sure. He'd probably find it amusing. In front of Aizen...

[Luke actually paled at the thought, missing Asch contemplating on how to make proper use of his sash.]

[ Very interesting. Asch tucked that bit of information away as well, while his toe discreetly nudged the obi out from underfoot. Maybe it wouldn't be feasible to try the first method he thought of, but that didn't mean it had to be forgotten. ]

No matter. Neither of them are here.

[ Before Luke had the chance to feel down about that detail, Asch yanked him in for a kiss by the shirt-portion of the uniform. ]

[Luke let out a surprised noise, shaken out of the moment by Asch's boldness. He let out a soft sigh, reaching up to wrap his arms around his neck, letting him have fun with the kiss this time.]

[ Being brash does have its advantages on occasion. Asch hummed into the kiss as he shuffled them around so Luke was against the wall. This location wasn't the most ideal, but Asch wasn't about to let that stop his hands from wandering beneath Luke's shirt and shove it off his shoulders.]

[Luke let out a faint sound of protest -- wait, since when was he not the one on top? -- but it died out as quickly as it surfaced. He reluctantly pulled away only once, as that shirt really did need to get out of the way, but he was right back to kissing Asch once it was gone, fighting to get the original's own top off.]

[ Asch's top comes off easy enough now that he's taken to not wearing the Order's damned uniform, and he foregoes any tidying urges. For now. What was with organizations requiring impractical and ridiculous everyday wear anyways...? Though he wasn't about to remove either of their gloves with it verging on winter and instead went straight back to dipping below Luke's waistband on the front side, while reacquainting himself with the unique terrain of the replica's mouth. ]

[It had been some time since this Luke had gotten any kind of attention, and really, he was just enjoying every damn minute. He nudged against him, silently demanding more as his hands figured out how to get his shirt off.]

[The cold didn't bother him, but he could feel it on Asch's skin as soon as it was exposed. Somehow, he managed to pull away from the kiss, gasping more from need than from lack of breath.]

Y-you sure it's not too cold here for you?

[ A sentiment Asch shared with much enthusiasm as he obliged Luke's insistence with a frisky grope, thumb dancing over the head. It was an interesting feat to worm your way out of your clothes when your hand was down somebody else's pants. Good thing Asch likes challenges. ]

[ With quiet pants escaping from in between nips to Luke's bottom lip, he paused to consider the question, then the temperature, then finally his own need. ]

Hmm... I'm sure you'll keep me warm enough...

[Luke shuddered, a faint groan of pleasure escaping from him. See, this Asch new how to tame him, and he made it almost easy.]

Mm... I'll try my best...

[ "Know thy self, know thy enemy." Or in this case, know thy part-time lover-boyfriend-friend-with-benefits. It certainly makes things more enjoyable for the both of them when all Asch had to do was squeeze just so or drag his tongue along Luke's collarbone to get a reaction. ]

I'd expect nothing less...

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and thus I spend way too much time trying to figure out the parts of a hakama...

...wiki?

lacks pictures for the back support. xD

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