No Clangs here, but there truly so much nsfw and that's your warning

[housewolf]

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[housewolf]

Have you seen anything like a military here?

[notaccurate]

...you know, fair point. We don't know what kind of policing there is in this world.

[housewolf]

So far we've only seen the Avatars. I feel like we would've seen more people as contacts if they were around?

[notaccurate]

I assumed this was an exclusive hotel. No soldiers needed.

[housewolf]

I've never seen clones in a hotel.

[notaccurate]

I thought that was like...a horror show prop, or something along those lines.

[He did not get close enough to examine them.]

[housewolf]

[Wait.]

You've been in a hotel like that?

[notaccurate]

Not a hotel, no. But horrifying sideshows do exist.

[housewolf]

I've never run into clones like that anywhere before.

[notaccurate]

Well they're not actually clones, they're props. They use mirrors and tricks with lights to make it look like a clone.

[housewolf]

That makes more sense.

We use special effects and makeup if we want to do a horror performance.

[notaccurate]

...you're an actor?

[Luca you need to read people's profiles.]

[housewolf]

[It's not on the profile because I forgot.]

I am.

[notaccurate]

My, you're just a man of many talents, aren't you?

[housewolf]

I'm sure you have plenty you haven't shared either.

[a man is dead?? hello!!]

[notaccurate]

Of course. Nobody shares all their talents on day 1.

[Right in front of TAMAKI'S DEATH]

[housewolf]

Want to keep sharing with me?

[This is awful.]

[notaccurate]

Of course.

[Time to tug Omi back to his room, I hate this.]

[housewolf]

[Sometimes you cope with death by simply thinking and doing anything else. If Luca is offering, it's rude to say no.

This time, Omi's the one pulling off Luca's clothes the moment they get behind closed doors.]

[notaccurate]

[Honestly? Valid.

And Luca is tugging Omi towards the bedroom while they lose their clothes. Luca doesn't know if Sheila is in the room and he's not going to check. He can lock his door and she can ignore them if she's here.]

[housewolf]

[(Sorry, Sheila.)

The clothes are simply tossed about as they make their way to the bed. That's a problem for future him.

His nails scratch into Luca's back the moment the shirt is gone.]

[notaccurate]

[Luca actually winces, and he has to pull back from their makeouts for a moment to speak.]

Ah, I should warn you. I have some sensitive marks on me currently.

[Fresh nail marks down his back and a couple bite marks and hickeys on his neck. Since he's shirtless now, those should all be easy to see.]

Not that I'm adverse to that kind of pain, just. Er. Take it easy so it doesn't become the wrong kind of pain?

[housewolf]

[They're obvious and they're right there, and he should be a gentleman about them. Especially when some of the marks are so fresh. It's the envy that growls out-]

... I wanna cover 'em up in mine. [Wait. That's too much, isn't it?] At least the bites?

[notaccurate]

[Something about the way Omi says that goes right to Luca's dick.]

Take care of them after too, at least?

[Mark away, Omi.]

[housewolf]

[His voice goes to its usual warm tone-] I'll treat you well, promise.

[The moment he's done saying that he bites right over the mark on his neck, sucking, intent on Luca remembering him instead of anyone else.

A hand slides down Luca's torso and wraps around his dick, slowly starting to rub.]