In which Sora and Riku seem to be enjoying themselves.
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"Wow, look at that. Amazing."
"Yeah. It stands up all by itself."
"How do you get it to do that?"
"Took me ages. You have no idea how much effort went into it."
"Wow. Wish I could get mine to be like that."
"Sorry, Riku. Yours is longer. In fact, probably too long."
"No, I bet it's the same length as yours when yours is wet.
"…"
"Can I touch it?"
"… If you're careful. Don't damage it. Who knows what damage you could cause if you're not gentle?"
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Kairi's mouth dropped open, horrified. She pressed her ear closer to the door.
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"It's hard."
"Well duh. You should have been expecting that."
"But it looks soft."
"Hm. I get weird looks in public sometimes. Maybe it's too noticeable?"
"Maybe. It sticks out an awful lot. "
"…"
"…"
"Riku – woah! Riku, what are you doing? Riku – ooh … "
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Kairi's weight leaning on the door tipped it open slightly and suddenly she could see a leg.
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"Ohhhh that feels good … mm Riku …"
"…"
"It's like you've had practice or something … ohhh wow …"
Kairi overbalanced and the door crashed open, dumping her ungraciously on the floor in front of the two boys.
Riku instantly stopped massaging Sora's scalp and pulled his hands out of Sora's silky, luscious, tempting, amazingly gravity-defying … chocolate brown hair.
He stared at her. Sora opened his mouth and tried to stutter something but ended up staring as well.
Kairi stared back at both of them.
"Kairi …?"
"Do you want a massage too, Kairi?"
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