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theskytides, when the game reopens - Hijikata is back on duty again after a series of events that happened on hiatus, and he is forced to content with seeing Roy once again after nearly a whole year.
One whole year.
It had nearly been one whole fucking year ever since they had ever last seen each other. Hijikata had thought he had put it behind him,
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The question was innocent, but his gestures certainly weren't. Roy was hovering over Toshirou, close enough to make his brother KNOW he was there but not near enough to touch him with any part of his body beyond the fingers he was working inside of the other, steady and rough and intrusive.
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Squirming a bit more, the boatswain gasped out in-between needy, desperate cries and groans. "St-Stop... teasing... nngh." The fingers weren't doing much to make him feel better, and his cock was so stiff and hard now, seemingly almost ready to explode at any given moment.
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But he isn't done. Not yet.
Have a tongue tracing the fine lines of your face, brother dear.
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He wanted more, needed more now... and really, being pushed to such an extreme brink did well in finally making him break down his pride and give into what his body needed so badly.
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There was a pause as he adjusted into the intrusion, but once that was done he was trying to move his hips, wanton and needy and just wanting more.
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The alchemist set the pace, pressing in deeper each time he moved, welcoming the pleasure that came with fucking someone that he had long determined as his.
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He allowed himself to rest albeit briefly afterward, and pulled out - but not before removing that blindfold, planting a kiss on that forehead.
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As Roy kissed his forehead and started to pull back, the younger twin raised his head up, looking at his brother with a glazed look in his eyes as his brain slowly started to work again, putting himself back together after that mind-blowing orgasm.
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Roy wondered, idly, if he was going to have the pleasure of seeing him like that all the time.
He also wondered, idly, if he simply wanted to, or actually needed to.
'Problematic' wouldn't even cut it, if the latter was the case. Intimacy wasn't something Roy was comfortable with. Intimacy got in the way of Plans because of the risk of having to plant a bullet between the shoulders or eyes of the ones who mattered, if it so happened that they got in the way.
Idle thoughts, and they were gone by the time Roy had finished releasing the other, tossing the handcuffs, pulling away, sorting himself out.
"You can't get rid of me, you know. Might as well give up."
Words for the wise, and ones he might have to heed himself--
But no. Roy was perfectly in control, he told himself as he stepped out. He knew exactly what he was doing.
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