(Deus Ex Machina beginning that explains everything goes here)

I'll admit it, it was weird at first. Maybe because it was someone I knew, someone who by default knows everything about me. He knew about my sensitive areas, where I liked to be touched, things of that nature. But at the same time, it was really interesting to have someone like that for this.

He started slow, kissing me softly on the lips and cheeks. His arms slid down to my waist, and I put my own around his neck, ever so slightly pulling him towards me. The pacing on the action was perfect; which is one perk to doing this with a clone of yourself. As we continued to deepen our embrace, he started moving towards to bed, tugging me gently on the sleeve so I knew to follow him. We broke it up just long enough until we were both comfortably seated. He found his way into my lap, and was making quick work of my shirts. I helped him on getting his off, and soon enough the situation at hand was starting to pick up the pace.

*will need transition

*may need to change around some phrases

*also known as I'm bad at wording things IRL and in writing

*explain

I thought about his, or technically, my, question. "It was an interesting experience, almost like how in a dream you never question what's going on and just accept everything as true."

He takes a second more to respond, "Really? It went along something like that for me too, it's almost like we're the same person! Ha, ha, kill me."

Hold on a second, "Wouldn't that kind of be like, suicide though? Or would it be more like genocide of yourself?" For some stupid reason that idea sticks to me.

"I think you've already looked into that too far, it is a figure of fucking speech, okay?" He answers how I knew he would respond, just like me.

I realized something about myself after having another one of me around, "We'd probably get on someone's nerves really fast."

"Now why under any circumstances would you think of that. I have no idea why you would say such a thing." I could sense his sarcasm like it was my own. Oh wait.

"Are you tired? Because I am. And I want to sleep now, if that's okay with you." He rubbed his eyes and looked at me with those damn blue eyes. My damned blue eyes. He was quite abrupt, but we were both thinking it.

"No. I'm refuse to let you sleep. I will do everything in my power to prevent you from sleeping."

"Sure you will," He turned his back to me and visibly dropped his head on the pillow. "And you'll also get Mewtwo if you beat the Elite Four five-hundred times.

I wanted to respond, but I could tell he was genuinely tired, so I left him alone. It was enough conversation for the night anyway. I had my back to him, but not for long. I felt his hand reach down my arm to grasp my hand. He signaled me to turn around, so I did. He didn't say anything, but he just looked at me through his disordered bangs. I wrapped my arms around him, bringing him closer to me. He nestled his head under my chin, and it might have been a bit awkward, but it felt alright. Someone on Steam was messaging from my phone, but it was late and I didn't care. I noticed then that I was subconsciously trying to close my eyes, so, taking one last look at myself, I let them close fully.

Never tell your password to anyone

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Nessu: ok I've been putting this off long enough

Nessu: I did the first editing the story

Nessu: it's still not finished yet but you'll be able to read it

Nessu: be warned it's still in a shit state right now

Nessu: I usually wouldn't let people read it like this but I think you're cool enough :)

Nessu: herro?

Nessu: if you're like asleep or something then just msg me when you're up and I'll send you the story

Nessu: guudnight m7

Nessu: also it says shirts instead of just one shirt because your wear thermals just like nerds do