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—almost instantly fluttering shut the moment he felt Rip’s hand on him.)

Fuck— I…

(He was still struggling to put together the right words, mind feeling absolutely clouded.)

It’s even better when it’s someone else’s touch.
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—out of being embarrassed about everything later.)

See? I wasn’t actin’. Nothin’ feels like this. It’s brand new.

(Mark’s eyes scanned where Rip laid his hand on the mysterious stone, instantly looking over to judge his reaction. Mark didn’t get the chance to get much of an eyeful though, eyes—
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I’m not a good enough actor to be bluffin’.

(Mark pulled together an almost unfocused grin, apparently finding his little statement much funnier than it actually was. Maybe it was from his altered state of mind. That’s at least what Mark would tell himself later. Maybe he’d have to talk himself—
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—couldn’t remember any of it.)

I think you would have liked him. Maybe I only liked his company because he was interestin’. It sure wasn’t for his personality.

(Mark paused for a moment, staring at the clothes.)

And I’m supposed to try them on??
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I’m not sure if I would do well with all of the attention, honestly. I mean, it sounds like it would be nice in theory, but in practice?

(Mark wasn’t sure how he felt about being the center of attention. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever been it, except for maybe when he was an infant. Too bad he—
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That can happen to you too after we're done here. I'll make sure of it, don't you worry.
( Redirecting his attention to a wide selection of pants next, after some browsing Rip picked out a piece that matched the craziness of the shirt. )>
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He did dress sharp. Made the girls like him an awful lot. A whole lot more than me and the rest of our friends.

(Second hand stores were where it was at as far as Mark was concerned. Cheaper things and less security. It was always easier to pull something over on a mom and pop shop than an actual—
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A room? I was gonna sleep on the floor or couch or somethin’…

(The couch was already sounding like a pretty sweet deal. It was better than a whole lot of places than he’d slept. Even better than where he lived in his own bed.)

Actually? I’ve enjoyed it. Peoples been nice and so have you.
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—you could imagine. It’s— it’s crazy. What you’re feelin’ right now is nothin’ to what I feel.

(Mark was moments away from saying Rip absolutely had to try it. It was still about to spill out of his mouth.)

Felt great in my hands. Can’t even explain this.
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It feels— It feels…

(Mark trailed off, mind short circuiting, refusing to let himself come up with any proper description to even begin to say how he felt. He forced himself to slow down to a surprisingly slow pace for anyone, quite literally feeling like torture to Mark.)

It feels better than—
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—professional store.)

I… well— yes and no. He was an extremely complicated person.

(And well, Mark’s life had definitely been easier without him around.)

I… wow. Um— I don’t know. Don’t you think it’s a little um… decretive?
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He did dress sharp. Made the girls like him an awful lot. A whole lot more than me and the rest of our friends.

(Second hand stores were where it was at as far as Mark was concerned. Cheaper things and less security. It was always easier to pull something over on a mom and pop shop than an actual—
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That Simon fella had the right idea. I can't say anything good about the way he executed those ideas, though.
( Rip had never been to a second hand store in his entire life and had no plans of ever visiting one. Why would he when he had all this money he could spend on brand new stuff? ) >
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You sound like my friend, Simon. Always sayin’ things about how the suit makes the man and all that shit. I’ve never gotten it. Never understood it. Maybe that’s why I haven’t gotten that far in life. Who knows?

(Mark paused his speaking, not entirely sure what he was trying to say. Maybe he—
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Too late. You have proof now.

(Mark’s smile was almost mischievous. Almost teasing. It was all in good fun, but Mark just couldn’t help himself.)

Yeah, I don’t mind stayin’ and waitin’ until in the mornin’. Especially if it means I have an actual house to sleep in.
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—we’re completely shed, underwear more than eagerly being taken off also.)

Directly against the rock? If it felt that way on my hands…

(What was Mark on about? Even he didn’t know. Especially since he was already eagerly pressing himself against said rock, a moan slipping out almost immediately.)
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(Mark met Rip’s eyes for the time being, mind rushing to connect everything that was being said. It felt voyeuristic, but Mark was already unbuttoning his pants. For a moment, he considered just pulling down his pants far enough to get his cock out, but no, that wasn’t exposing enough. Soon, they—
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—I understand what you mean, it’s just hard for me to care sometimes.
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—never really knew what he was trying to say.)

He wasn’t like you. Stole almost all of his suits second hand from charity shops. They were all nice though, maybe five years ago when they were in season.

(At least the thought of that made Mark smile, even though there wasn’t much power behind it.)—
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You sound like my friend, Simon. Always sayin’ things about how the suit makes the man and all that shit. I’ve never gotten it. Never understood it. Maybe that’s why I haven’t gotten that far in life. Who knows?

(Mark paused his speaking, not entirely sure what he was trying to say. Maybe he—
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( Arm resting around Mark's shoulders, Rip guided him inside. )
You're missing the point, Mark. This is an investment. A time investment and an investment for all your future interactions with someone.>
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Three stores?

(Mark knew he said that way too loudly, but that sounded like a nearly unbelievable amount of shopping to him.)

And you like to do this?? Because you think it’s fun?
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—fascinating person.)

Depends. What sort of work would I be doin’?
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—didn’t think you were interestin’, I wouldn’t be standin’ here talkin’ to you. We’ve already done more than just get high and have sex. We’ve had conversations. Real ones. Isn’t that proof enough that I find you interestin’?

(Strangely enough, Mark meant it. He really did think that Rip was a—
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I’ll tell you the truth. The total truth. I did wanna come here for the free drugs and the free food, but I did think you were interestin’ from the start.

(Mark paused, seemingly just to grab another one of the mozzarella bites, but it was also just a good opportunity to think to himself.)

If I—
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—around whatever they had found and finish the job. Thankfully, he was a too clear headed for that.)

I… I don’t know if I should. I feel perfectly good and healthy. Just— just like if I don’t get off or at least touch myself soon, I’ll be in misery
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If it’s not a sex toy then I don’t what it could possibly be used for, unless they respond to stimulations like this totally differently than I do. I highly doubt that though. This wouldn’t work so perfectly if they were that different.

(Mark practically wanted to whine. To wrap his hands back—
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Three stores?

(Mark knew he said that way too loudly, but that sounded like a nearly unbelievable amount of shopping to him.)

And you like to do this?? Because you think it’s fun?
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Let me introduce you then.
( Rip parked the car then hopped out enthusiastically. He pocketed his keys and headed for the front door. )
Move it, sweetheart. We've got three more stores to get to before sunset.
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I have no earthly idea what this is…

(Mark mostly mumbled under his breath, eyes scanning the name of the store and where they currently were.)

But it looks expensive.
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—had sex with him first, but no, he wasn’t that vain.)

You’re awful interestin’ too. That’s one of the main reasons I even showed up.
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(Mark didn’t know how to respond. He quickly wanted to change the subject or tell a joke to make light of the situation. He was never the most interesting person around.)

I… well—

(Nothing came out. He considered saying something about obviously being the most interesting person because Rip had—
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—know what to say! It’s had to fuckin’ think.

(Apparently he could think clearly enough to complain, but that was taking a surprising amount of effort. Instead, it would have been much easier to just grab himself through his pants or something. Anything. To take this sudden edge off.)