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Meteorites were crushing into the protective dome covering the huge golden mansion. Two boys who looked alike were in the living room, the TV screen was on dark mode with the sign “pause” in the middle, the robot butler was charging by the wall, ready to serve if needed.
“You wanna play videogames?” EM was plastered with his limbs to every side of the couch and poked Morty with his foot.
“Done that already.” The boy sat shelteredly on the side, fidgeting his shirt.
“Wanna… watch a movie?”
“Done that too.”
“Wanna eat?”
“Did.”
“Adventure?”
Morty turned around with stars in his eyes. “YES!”
EM exhaled and moved, firstly to gather himself from a mellow position, and then forced the other guy down to crawl on top of him, hugging him by the neck. “You can get hurt. Even if they're faded, you still have scars.” He touched circles that went all around the parts of arm that got cut off on quite a few instances.
“You have plenty of those yourself.” Morty dug his fingers into EM's hair, sending shivers down his spine. The boy purred and licked the chin of the other. The hands muffing the skull trembled. “You…you are not a dog, stop!”
“I wanna stay home and cuddle.” EM rubbed himself against Morty, who was getting progressively more timid.
“Your enemies would be happy to see such… behavior.” He tried to keep his tone sarcastic despite EM’s kiss left on his cheek, it felt hot, burning his face.
“You won't tell a soul.” EM placed his legs on Morty's hips and pressed his hands on shoulders of the other. “Slowly. I'll tear the uneven skin off those semi-bones of yours and discharge all the techs inside, all those colorful wires and useless shield chain from under the left lung to the…”
“Stop scanning me with those creepy eyes! You are barely human but expect me to stay pure.” Morty made an attempt in getting out of the clutch.
“You deserve it. You can still be normal, I can protect you.” The grip on his shoulders tightened.
“Ouch! It hurts!” Morty exhaled and EM immediately let go, just to be pushed on his back with the elbow cutting off the airflow. “I don't need your protection.” EM frowned when Morty's legs painfully gashed into his ribs. He tried to scratch the obstacle that was clasping like a collar. Morty got their faces closer, seeing the eyepatch lighting up and knowing that the choking guy can do unspeakable…if he only wanted to.
Morty moved the elbow away, instead, exchanging it for hands to have the neck under control and stole the last gulps of air from EM, luring him into a kiss.
The boy felt the body underneath him twitching as he enjoyed the feeling of pinning it down and letting go just enough for it to stay conscious. His tongue danced in circles inside EM's mouth as he was gasping for air.
His teeth were clutching half way, jaw tensed up, he couldn't reciprocate the touch, only gripping on Morty that was thrusting on him so securely, and fighting the fading consciousness. When it started to slip away, he was freed from handhold and started coughing violently to the side with saliva dripping from his mouth.
He didn't get a moment to rest as Morty kissed him again, softly this time, and got him up to sit in a gentle hug.
As they stopped to breathe, the boy relaxed and his eyepatch switched off. “I wanna take everything that's in you and replace it with mine. The way you act now…” He brushed his fingers on the other's stomach. “...is amazing. I want you to be cruel, I want you to stand against me and only when you are this way, I know you need no safety net.” His fingers traveled higher. “I want you to kill that weakness inside you and take mine with it.” They reached the head. “I want you to devour me. Kill me.”
Morty saw the face, exhausted and satisfied, with paleness and sweat, and a pleased smile.
“Take me on an adventure, EM. I don't want to end you, but I'll rip apart everyone you want. Right in front of your eyes.” Morty saw the pleased smile turn into lustful, stuffed to the brim with fantasy.
“Let's go now.”