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"Yeah, fine, whatever. What's a quicky?" Janik asked, threatening to push Ray off of his lap with a much too innocent look in his eyes. It was true, Janik was far more innocent than he acted, he talked a big talk, but once you pealed back a layer, maybe two, it was far more obvious that Janik didn't know anything. And that's exactly what Ray was hoping for, as he lifted up his head, a smile already forming on his lips at the very thought.

"You don't know what a quicky is?" he asked as he leered at Janik, as if mocking him for not knowing what it was. "Everyone else has already had one, how are you this behind Fruitcup?" He knew that berating Janik usually lead to Janik overreacting and trying to prove him wrong.

"I dunno, because I lived under a rock, literally, for sixty years maybe?" Janik snapped back, though there was an embarrassed blush high in his cheeks as he shoved at Ray's shoulder again. "Show me what a quicky is," he added, in his best attempt at the haughty, demanding tone that was Ray's go-to when he wasn't flustered

The light in Ray's eyes should have been the first warning to what exactly a quicky was, but Janik didn't even have time to look at his eyes before he found himself being pinned against one wall of the small cage. "No take backs," he muttered in Janik's ear before giving him a vicious bite to the shell of his ear. The line was reminiscent of an earlier conversation about silver or something.

Realization struck Janik of what exactly a quicky meant about a second later, and regret showed on his face, but if everyone had already done it, then he had to too, right? Of course, it was logical. Even so, he wasn't going to make things any easier for Ray, it wasn't his style to lay back and take anything. "You tricked me," he said. "I won't take it back, but hell if I'm going to make it easy for you," he hissed before dodging away from Ray's mouth, knowing that he was trying to kiss him. Partially that was because he could see his own violet blood dripping from Ray's mouth. "That's gross, no," he said pushing away Ray's face.

"Fine then, be that way, chicken shit," Ray said shrugging his shoulders before he felt Janik grab him by the hair. "Fruitcup, what the fuck, that's my hair you're pulling, let it go," he began, before Janik -rudely- interrupted him by kissing him first.

"Shut uuuuuup seriously, you sound more like a whiny child," Janik hissed out from between clenched teeth as he spat the blood that had gotten into his mouth out. He found it incredibly gross, tasting his own blood. Ray was wrong, ((Janik is like Ray's opposite)) Tibumeru blood was disgusting. "How can you EAT us man? That's so gross."

"Shhhh... shhhhhhhhh. I'm not going to eat you."

"That is not what I said. I said that we taste nasty." The ever-memorable :I ((Okay I don't know what to call this face, someone name it D:)) face had come over Janik's features. "Are you going to teach me what a quicky is or not? Who's the fuckin' chicken now?"

Ray shook his head, his smirk taking up most of his face. "Chill out, what, getting impatient? I know I'm good, aren't I? Just can't wait, hm?" The answer to that was only the rolling of Janik's eyes. "Shhh. Shhh. I know you're just kidding, I'm just too much man."

"I bet I'm more of a man than you are," Janik muttered, his eyes almost clicking he rolled them so hard this time. "You still haven't moved. You sure you even know what a quicky is yourself? I thought it, whatever it is, was supposed to be, you know, quick."

"With quickies, you are supposed to take your time," Ray added before pulling his shirt off without missing a beat.

Well at least he can multi-task, he thought to himself. Ray was still really, incredibly... gross... without a shirt on to say the least, being able to count your ribs is never a good thing, and being able to count (24 (will edit in with a slightly lower number because not all of his ribs would be showing)) of them was bad. "You know a better diet would make you more of a hit with the ladies, right?"

"Ladies love me, what are you talking about?" Ray replied. "Now you take off yours."

"Take it off for me. You're supposed to be teaching me, I'm only observing." And so began the plan of giving Ray the most difficult time that he could.

"Did you break yo' arms Fruitcup? If I'm teaching you, you can do it yo'self," Ray said. 'How do I a zipper?'

"No."

"Yeeeees." ((//quote Damien the Zubat))

"NOPE." ((//quote me))

"FINE. Since I'm feeling nice, I'll take off yo' shirt for you Fruitcup. Why are you so lazy, huh?" Ray finally said, before ripping Janik's vest off. 'FUCK zippers'

"Did you have to ruin my favorite vest?"

"You have six of the same vest at home. I saw them in the chest," he replied.

"No. I have one for each day of the week. This one was the only one that didn't have a rip in it yet. Thanks."

"Shhhhh. Fuck yo' shirt, you can walk around naked, you know. Everyone also does that."

"Everyone being you, yourself, and only you. (Lol how would he even know e we)"

"SHHHH. You talk to much," Ray said.

"I also still have about three layers on. Tell me again, how this is a quicky?" Janik asked. "Oh, yeah which reminds me, if you fuck up my undershirt, I will KILL you, and no quicky. Good luck."

"Why do women wear so much clothing? Jesus."

"At least it makes it easier on me.... to give you a hard time," Janik said, flicking his tail in amusement.

"Then you can take off yo' clothes yo'self!"

"And I'm sure Turtle could teach me what a quicky is too." Another smirk played across his face.

"I got dis!" Ray said, pulling up both Janik's shirt and his undershirt over his head, but as he could pull no further, due to a... small... problem, he just left them there, leaving Janik in a very awkward position with his arms raised above his head, bending at the elbows to keep from hitting the top of the cage.

"Oh yesssss, this is SO perfect Ray, I love having my arms up like this. Fine I'll help you once," Janik said before shimmying the two shirts off the rest of the way. Then he looked down at the ground and noticed how dirty it was. "You're a real romantic aren't you?" he asked. "This is about the least appealing floor ever."

"Then sit on your shirt. You can spare one, can't you?" Ray said, though it's a miracle that the entire sentence didn't come out as "boobs boobs boobs", because like the first time he had seen them, he was completely infatuated by them, and same as before, Janik was doing that thing where he covered them up, which ruined his view. "Fruitcup, even if they're not the same size, they're still boooooobs," he said, patting the blue and yellow Tibumeru on the head.

Janik just made a threatening move with his leg to make Ray think that he was going to kick him. "Whoa. Watch it with those things!" Ray said, though his eyes hadn't even moved from Janik's boobs. He leaned over and pulled on one of the two straps that kept up the bra, only to feel Janik scuttling away beneath him. So he promptly sat down right on Janik's thighs. "Would you stop trying to run away Janik? Man that's getting annoying," he said as he pulled the other's arms out of the way (again) so that he could have full access to Janik's chest, and of course the first thing he did was halfway maul them in a completely unsexy way.

"You know. If we could feel pain this would hurt," Janik muttered, because all it was doing was making him want to flee far, far away from Ray.

"Nah, you love it," Ray said, just before he grabbed the strap again, only to have Janik's arms go right back over his chest. "Stop it! I got this!" again, with the arm removing and reaching for the straps, but that only brought back the arms. Ray gave Janik a very annoyed look. "Stahhhhhp. What are you trying to hide anyway?" he asked before removing the arms for the third time. This time, instead of reaching for the straps, he just ripped it in half, surprising Janik so much that he actually got his hands there first before Janik's arms could cover his chest. "You know, these feel even better without the... whatever you call that thing," he said.

"Okay good, can you stop touching me now, I regret this a lot," Janik said. His face was covered by a deep blush, and he looked completely terrified of something. And that would be the fact that he was starting to feel good. And feeling good meant the blood was rushing somewhere else, and that was what he was worried about.

"I already told you no take backs," Ray said, finding it difficult to take his hands off of his chest. "You should walk around like this. I wouldn't mind. Being naked is normal. We're fish." Again, he was only met with an annoyed look that made him look away awkwardly. "Okay, fine. It was just a thought," he said as he moved his hands down Janik's chest. He didn't really have that girl figure, but it was still nice. This was actually uncharacteristic of him, touching rather than snatching stuff, but he was also in unfamiliar territory as he inched his hands down and into the tiny dip where Janik's pants begain.

Janik screeched and tried to get away again, though the screech was quiet.

"Stop it Fruitcup, no takebacks means no noises unless you're moanin' my name. He just yanked Janik's pants off, without any ceremony or warning whatsoever, and the underwear went with them. What he was expecting to see with that weird girly stuff like from that one movie he had seen, but instead he found out Janik was a boy on the bottom. And that surprised him enough that Janik was able to shove his pants back on and scuttle away like an awkward beetle. "So uh... yo' actually a dude then?" he asked looking at Janik.

"No. I have a girl's chest. I didn't think you'd actually want to teach me any of this," Janik said, his voice unusually terrified, and maybe the tiniest bit sad.

'A quicky is a quicky,' Ray thought to himself, mentally preparing himself for what he was going to do. For some reason, knowing Janik had the boy bottom made everything so much easier, since he knew, sort of, how that worked. Though he was far less romantic now, as he shoved Janik over and pulled down his pants again. "I said no takebacks," he muttered, kicking off his own pants. Grant it, this was the part he had no idea what to do with, except for the fact that he knew that socket a went in hole b. "Don't be surprised how good you feel," Ray said, before, without any preparation, shoving himself as far into Janik as he could go (which wasn't very far at all).

"Ray?! What the fuck" Janik said, as he was impaled on the smallest dick ever. Janik just sat there, shaking a bit. This didn't feel good, but it didn't feel bad either. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"What do you think I'm doin'? God Fruitcup, how stupid are you?" Ray said, though he wasn't moving at all. 'What do I do,' was the mantra that was running through his mind at the time actually. Reflexively he pulled back, and then the thought came to him that that was what he was supposed to do, since it caused to Fruitcup to make some sort of funny noise. He pushed into Janik again, this time shoving him. He only then noticed that Janik wasn't even responding despite the slight noises that he was making.

He leaned forward, wondering why Janik wasn't responding to him, and then he noticed the tears in Janik's eyes. "Fruitcup? Why are you crying?! Stop it! Stop!" he said, patting Janik's back.

"Because you're STUPID. That's why I'm crying," Janik said.

"What? I'm not stupid. You're stupid!" Ray said with a frown. He didn't even notice that he had stopped moving yet.

"You've got me bent over like a prostitute. Why SHOULDN'T I be crying again?"

"Ohhhhhhh. That's cute Fruitcup. You want me to look at you then?"

"On second thought, this is fine."

He was flipped over anyway. "It's pretty fucking creepy that you can flip me over that easily even though you're like a foot shorter than me," Janik said, as if he was ignoring the actual thing going on here.

Ray just went back to the original goal of showing Janik exactly what a quicky was, even though it really couldn't be considered a quicky any more. He felt Janik tense up a few time, but thought nothing of it until he noticed how flaccid Janik still was. He just pulled on it, earning a squeal and a 'the fuck?' face from Janik. Aw, that was cute, apparently Janik was a complete virgin in all aspects of the word. "Come on Fruitcup, this isn't even a quicky any more, you're taking too long," he said as he already practically done. He sighed as he finally felt a slight change in Janik. He was way too close to the end to even care though, and with only a few more thrusts, he finished up, and much to his surprise, found himself watching Janik spaz out even though he had acted like he wasn't at all interested in what was going on. "You still have boobs, so you're a girl to me," Ray said finally.

"Ray. Shut up." With that, Janik untangled himself from Ray to pull back on his pants and the undershirt. "We have to get going now," he said.

"Oh right. Escaping. We should be doing that," Ray said, before finding his on clothes and half-haphazardly putting them on.

"Ray, your shirt's on inside out," Janik said.

"No it's not, it's always looked like this. Get yo' eyes checked." The shirt was definitely inside out.