[RL with Justin and Kid]

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Giriko had to admit that it had taken him a bit of time to get his head back on straight after the last couple of revelations and events.

But even though he couldn't actually remember much of his drunken conversation with Henry a couple of nights ago, he felt better. He felt a little bit like a decision had been made, or at least that Henry had his back, which was more than he ever would have expected - and a lot more than he probably deserved.

So it was frustrating to him that Justin hadn't magically gotten over his issues at the exact moment that Giriko had. With Justin avoiding him and only talking to him as much as he was required to do in Team Meetings with His Fucking High Noahness and his little cocksucker, life at the headquarters was a lot more boring than it should be. And it was Justin who'd wanted him there so bad in the first place!

That fact was giving Giriko a pretty damn good idea, all on its own.

He knocked on Justin's door, pounding pretty hard so the priest couldn't claim not to have heard it. And if Justin ignored it anyway, he was fully prepared to kick the damn thing in.

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Giriko rocked forward as he settled himself between Justin's spread legs, giving a groan of satisfaction.

At the horrified question, he paused and blinked. "Huh?"

It only took a moment for him to remember what Justin had been looking at and figure out what he was talking about. He smirked. "Why in the world not?"

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Justin's nose turned up, obviously still confused and a bit creeped out by how he should feel about this. "Didn't it hurt?" He honestly was having a problem determining why anyone would purposefully stab a needle through their flesh generally, but this was even worse. So much worse. And he really wanted to know what possessed Giriko to do such a thing. He couldn't quite picture Giriko as a masochist but...

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Giriko laughed outright at the kid. "Of course it hurt like a bitch," he said, chortling. "But so what? I ain't that much of a pussy that I can't take a little pain for the greater good."

His eyes sparkled and he rocked his hips forward. "And you'll find out in a minute just how good it is."

He groped for his bedside table, reaching inside for the lube.

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Justin wasn't entirely sure his definition and Giriko's definition of 'the greater good' matched up at all.

But there was a little spark in Justin's head and he suddenly realized that Giriko's actions didn't really seem to match up. His eyes narrowed suspiciously. "What is that supposed to mean, exactly?"

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Giriko rolled his eyes, opening the bottle of lube and pouring some into his hand. Did he have to spell everything out for the kid?

"The ring rubs against your insides while I fuck you," he said in a rather patient, instructive manner. "And it feels even better that way."

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Justin blinked a few times, not really sure when that particular communication error must have taken place. "Ah, that explains my confusion. I was under the impression that I didn't need to threaten to cut your head off this time. Because either way that is not happening without a fight."

He smiled pleasantly, confident enough in his abilities that he had yet to feel the need to move at all.

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Giriko blinked, lube dripping down his fingers, staring into Justin's face.

"You're kiddin', right?"

Why the hell was Justin lying on his back with his pants off, legs spread and looking ridiculously inviting if he weren't planning on having sex?

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"Not in the slightest," he said simply, still looking remarkably calm, though his smile was threatening to widen at the simply hilarious dumbfounded look on Giriko's face. It was almost like he told Giriko that Santa didn't exist.

Justin probably in all honesty hadn't completely registered how he looked in this position in all honesty, but he wouldn't care all that much either.

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Giriko blinked at him, then leaned in closer. "Ah...don't give me shit," he said, almost affectionately. "Trust me, okay? You'll like this. Whatever you think is gonna happen, it won't be like that - I'll fuckin' blow your mind, I promise."

He kissed the boy, nibbling at his lower lip as his lubricated fingers drifted down between them and circled Justin's entrance lightly.

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Justin trusted Giriko about as far as he could throw him, but then he'd managed to throw Giriko pretty far a few times, so maybe... No, he didn't like where this was going in the slightest.

He squirms away slightly, trying to not cause too much of a fuss and keep Giriko's anger down to a dull simmer because that is not something he wants to be on the receiving end of, appropriately enough. Maybe he still has a chance of trying to give him a hint rather than needing to resort to force again.

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Giriko frowned in irritation and withdrew his fingers. If Justin was going to be stupid and nervous about it, then fine. He'd just have to take it a bit slower.

"Hey, hey," he said, grabbing the boy's arm to stop him squirming away. "It's okay. Forget it, all right?"

Not only was he pretty sure he wouldn't be able to hold Justin down long enough to rape him without getting bits sliced off, he doubted that would be good for their long-term relationship. He'd just have to convince him that he wanted it instead.

He curled his fingers around Justin's cock, stroking and spreading the lubricant. He let his lips drift down, nibbling and licking at the column of his throat. Distraction, that was the key.

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Justin was a fraction of a second away from cutting Giriko's hand to get him to let go of his arm, maybe he'd even cut it off if he had to, but all of his desire to get away vanished before he could act on it. ...No, he still wanted to escape, but he wasn't quite able to force himself to do much else than cling to the sheets and hope this would be over soon without him making too many embarrassing noises.

But Justin couldn't help but notice that Giriko didn't push the issue at all. It was almost like he honestly cared on some level. That was something that Justin felt had promise. Maybe he really could trust Giriko.

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Oh how wrong he was.

Giriko let go of his arm when he stopped struggling, pulling at Justin's cock in a rapid, stimulating rhythm. His other hand he lubed up from the bottle, then dropped between Justin's leg again, slowly worming a single finger inside and rubbing against his prostate.

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Justin gasped loudly, his back arching enough to press his chest against Giriko's before ha managed to regain control of himself. He raised his shaking arm to press his wrist against the man's throat. The blade wasn't out yet, but it would take a second, so Justin felt like it was enough of a threat.

"I think there is a serious d-deficit in your vocabulary related to words meaning 'no'." His voice was shaking rather pathetically in his opinion, but he was trying to ignore that in favor of getting his point across.

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Giriko got the point and froze, his eyes narrowing irritably. "Ah, come on," he wheedled, rubbing his finger against Justin's prostate. "Don't this feel good? You can't tell me it don't feel good when you sound like that. I'm just tryin' to do something nice for ya."

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Justin whimpered, his body shuddering as he tried to keep his composure. "Th-that's not the point!" There was really no way to deny how it felt, and he had a feeling Giriko wouldn't have believed him anyway. Plus he could tell that his voice gave him away far too much.

He didn't move his arm, but he decided to give Giriko another warning rather than lopping his head off. "I'm serious, Giriko..."

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Giriko knew he was skating very dangerous ground, and he casually popped out a chain, encircling his throat. Just in case.

"What's the point, then?" he asked, rubbing against. "Look, I ain't here to rape you, Justin. You don't want it fine, but you gotta give me a good reason. And don't give me shit about it hurting, because I doubt you'll cry. And it ain't about power, either."

He leaned closer, forcing the arm back a little, his voice dropping. "It's about me makin' you scream, and you bein' real grateful to me afterwards."

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Justin pressed himself further into the mattress as Giriko leaned closer. "I'm not going to scream. And I certainly won't be grateful." He couldn't think of a good enough reason in the slightest. At least, not one Giriko would deem good enough.

He let his arm fall onto his chest. He'd get a chance for payback soon enough, he was sure. If they had to go back-and-forth like this their whole... Relationship long, Justin could deal with that. If he had to.

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"I think you'll scream," Giriko said, smirking.

He felt a thrill of triumph when Justin let his arm fall away, and he wormed a second finger into the boy's body. He was going to let him do it. And then he'd see that Giriko hadn't been kidding. He'd see how good it could be.

As if he'd let Justin fuck him. He didn't know what the hell he was doing! And besides, Giriko wasn't about to be put in that position again any time soon.

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"I'm not screaming; I'm not you after all," he spat, obviously quite annoyed at that.

Justin very nearly squeaked at the addition of the second finger, his body instinctively jerking away. But he wasn't going to scream; he had a point to prove. A few deep breaths and Justin managed to return to relative stoicism. Maybe he could convince Giriko to give up if he was completely boring.

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Giriko gritted his teeth at the reminder. Hadn't they fought over this the last time, just the other way around? Well this was different. He wasn't forcing Justin. Not exactly. Justin wanted this, he just didn't want it exactly in this way. He'd change his mind.

But...maybe he'd do better to back off a little. Not that he thought he needed to, but it would be annoying to do all this and then have Justin be pissed at him later.

"You're such a fuckin' jerk," he snarled, drawing his fingers from Justin's body. "If you're so fuckin' dead set against me fuckin' you that you're gonna pretend to hate it no matter what, what do you want?"

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Justin almost, almost, cried out, almost demanded that Giriko stop stopping, but composure. He had to keep his composure. And he couldn't answer either. What could he even say? He couldn't figured out what he wanted let alone try and articulate it.

So he stayed quiet, and did everything in his power to look everywhere but at Giriko.

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Giriko rolled his eyes as the silence drew out. "Thought so," he growled. Justin did want it, but he didn't want to admit it, that was all.

Well, Giriko would just have to make him admit it.

He grabbed Justin by the hip in one hand, and pushed three thick fingers into the boy.

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Justin clenched his eyes shut, doing everything in his power to not start screaming. That had hurt. A pained gasp was all Giriko managed to get out of him this time, though.

He glared softly, fighting the urge to tense around Giriko's fingers. "Y-you could have... At least warned me."

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Giriko smirked fiercely, curving his fingers up to rub against Justin's prostate again. "Just relax," he purred. "It won't hurt if ya relax, I promise. I told ya that before. You ain't scared of me, are you? No reason why you should be."