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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ Riku has no idea what's going on, but between the pandemonium and his partial state of undress, he wants to forget grabbing his late-night snack and just bury his face in his hands. ]

You guys.

[make fun of the sane guy]
[steal his donuts]
[become a fellow voice of reason]
[seduce him]

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[simplehero.livejournal.com]

Mmm..

[just murmurs that, stumbling a little when Riku lets up. --was that alcohol on his breath?]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ it'd explain a few things. just lets him go, stumbling off to find a way to take care of his own problem. ]

[simplehero.livejournal.com]

[he'll probably pass out somewhere inconvenient, but that's the last time he drinks the pretty colored fruity stuff from the fridge in great quantities.]

[pliku.livejournal.com]

[--and look who's walking by, half dressed and half asleep.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ valiantly trying to hide that hard-on. maybe if he walks away right now, NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW ]

[Gin knows. Hello, Riku~]
[Sleepily stumble on by.]
[Tell him those grey tank tops really don't suit him at all.]
[RANDOM SELECT]

[pliku.livejournal.com]

[pause. wait for it. wait for it. ding! Hello, Riku.]

Have a wet dream or something?

[smi~irk.]

[yeah we'll go with that.]
[deny deny deny.]
[tell him the truth.]
[furious makeout session?!]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[Riku's seen a lot of Egypt nowadays.]

I haven't even been in bed.

[Then what's with the eight inches of fury?]
[Accept it like a good boy.]
[Pin him, now, before he can run off!]
[Talk about the weather. Dressing rooms have weather.]

[pliku.livejournal.com]

[good boy? never. he'll ask about the dick and get a little close at the same time.]

Could've fooled me with a getup like that.

[why yes, that just might be fingers touching that problem down yonder.]

What's with your dick, then? That happy to see me?

[yes that's exactly it.]
[hi hand, meet thrust.]
[does it even matter?]
[spill it now.]
[make up some story.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[a little spilling here, a story there ...]

Someone else got to me before you did.

[ he doesn't seem happy about it, but the mass in his shorts might be. ]

[Stroke it out of him. An explanation, that is.]
[Leave him hanging, he deserves it.]
[Get on your knees and make like the breeze.]
[Forget about it, that's good enough.]
[Riku smells like chocolate. Hmm ...]