washed clean.

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[here a roxas, there a roxas, everywhere a roxas-roxas. this one is shirtless, blindfolded, and tied to a bed in a rather unfortunate position. his tiny plaid skirt slips a little lower every time he moves.]

Hurry it up, already...

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[exposable.livejournal.com]

[sooo totally peeking up.]

I never thought you did crossdressing.

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[--crap, did Kairi's kid sneak into the studio again?]

Excuse me?

[Riku is getting a very nice view of lacy pink panties.]

[exposable.livejournal.com]

[yeah, he's no shy body, reaching up to snap it against him.]

I said I didn't know you liked being a girl so much.

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[he's so used to getting it up on demand that it's difficult to avoid it now.]

I didn't know that we catered to pedophiles.

[exposable.livejournal.com]

You don't. You're not home anymore.

[aaand climbing on the bed to reach behind and undo the blindfold.]

Welcome to the house of gay sex. There's free food, free rooms, but the catch is you're stuck here until the place kicks you back out, which could be tomorrow, or it could be thirteen years from now.

[such a sweet little boy.]

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[whoa, a mini-ku.]

I hope not, I'm contracted for three more shoots this month.

[exposable.livejournal.com]

Money doesn't matter here, everything's handed to you.

[now untying the binds on his wrists.]

Oh, and this is a different world where other dimensions collide, so if you see doubles, don't be alarmed.

I met my older self here, though.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Hurry what~?

[amused amused grin]

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

The filming, moron.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

You must be filming something fun.

[runs a finger over the other's leg]

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

Porn is buckets of fun for everyone.

[his thigh twitches, but there's no other response.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

It all depends, really. But you shouldn't look so vulnerable around here.

[squeezes that thigh]

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

Looking vulnerable is part of my job description.

[there's an almost-imperceptible hitch in his voice.]

[sterling-mind.livejournal.com]

[whistle behind him.]

Wow. Brings me back, way back.

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

Can't be that far back, considering that we just started this shoot.

[definitely growing impatient. time is money, y'know.]

[sterling-mind.livejournal.com]

Who're we waiting for, again?

[not touching him, sitting on the bed behind him.]

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes under the blindfold.]

You, Mr. Sudden-onset Amnesia.

[sterling-mind.livejournal.com]

[tug tug at that blindfold, snaps that skirt.]

Sorry, Dorothy. You're not in Kansas anymore.

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[the skirt is made to be easily ripped off; the blindfold is not. which is why Riku now has a torn piece of clothing in his hand.]

The Wizard of Oz? What does that make you, the Wicked Witch of the West?

[sorakick.livejournal.com]

Look at that! It's a fag for batting practice.

[grins reeeal wide.]

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[there's something in that voice that makes him flatten against the footboard.]

You've got to be kidding me ...

[sorakick.livejournal.com]

You are a boy, right? Not some flat chested girl?

[uses that cold metal bat to lift at his skirt checking that-- yes, there is indeed a pronounced package in those panties.]

Aren't you a sad little show.

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

An expensive sad little show, thank you very much.

[holding veeery still.]

[sorakick.livejournal.com]

Too bad I don't feel like paying.

[slips that cold bat right up Roxas' chest, smacking his chin with the top.]

[doubtfree.livejournal.com]

[grimaces. Roxas isn't into pain, especially not the bone-jarring variety.]

So leave.