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[DID YOU MEAN KEEP FINGER FUCKING YOU HARDER?]

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[ NO THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I WANTED ]

Ticky!

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[nnnnope not stopping, but drags his fingers, nails out, down the side of Hazama's cheek]

Well...? What do you want from me, empty man?

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I want you to take them out.

[ kind of hard to be anything serious when his voice cracks a little at the end, though. and yeah... he's having a hard time. focusing. ]

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[he makes a thoughtful little noise of consideration and...

then doesn't stop

not at all]

If I keep going do you think you'll cry...?

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I'm going to kill you.

[ and this is why he was so reluctant about letting Ticky take him the first time he suggested it. this is what happens. ]

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[laughs and takes his hand out, all the way out, and apparently without the threat of putting it back in because he's instead gathering Haz close with both arms, kissing up the side of his jaw, still chuckling]

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[ takes a deep, shuddery breath, and he has half a mind to shove him away but he's... too tired, really, to do that. so congrats Ticky, you get your way. ]

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[let's face it i get my way a lot with you. his teeth graze over the shell of Haz's ear, while the hands moving down his back are perhaps surprisingly gentle and comforting, encouraging him to catch his breath]

I do like you.

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Oh. Joy. What I've always wanted.

[ relaxing into the touch, though. so there's that, ]

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Everyone wants to be liked.

[he slides off to the side so that he can pull Hazama into his lap, gentle touch moving down his hips and thighs, kissing with equal softness down his throat]

I bet especially someone who has such bad memories of being bullied.

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Again, I feel like we've hit a misunderstanding.

[ tired sounding, though, not really pulling away. ]

You think those are bad memories because of the content? Like I said, I could care less about that by this point.

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[makes appropriate noises of interest and 'go on' while cuddling you, still hard dick pressed against your thigh, and slowly coaxing a hickey to bloom on your neck]

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[ ...

do you really think i'm gonna tell you now

jerks his head back ]

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[well that makes it hard to give you a hickey, confused questioning look =|a?]

Hm?

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[ ....

man i really hate you sometimes

getting up... ]

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[youre really dumb sometimes

Grabs you wrist and just. Holds it very firmly. ]

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[ ... ughhhhh ]

I'm done, Ticky.

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I'm not.

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Well, you should have thought of that before you started fucking around.

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What was it. 'I like it when you come after me'?

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[ ..... fuck truth games

fuck everything ]

Take care of it yourself.

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I plan on it.

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You do that.

[ mooving ]

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Alright.

[how do you feel about being yanked roughly by that wrist, ticky's other hand pushing at your hip to direct you to land facefirst on the ground]