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replica
everything but
I was requested to write big boss/volgin, but this is the only way I felt I could.
Since birthing and spreading secondary knowledge, ADAM and EVA spend more time together than they would like and way more than is healthy. That is to say, they hardly see each other. But when they do, it's never the same way twice; they always end up having sex.
That's not the it, though. The it comes when he's on her or she's on him, the impact of his or her fist on her or his body. And it's never the same way twice, but things are always the same. They grunt and groan and twist and hit - kissing, biting, licking, fighting. One hits while the other is tied, and if they pretend - and they're good at that because they don't know anything else - that with the fist comes a feeling of tingling electricity, then that makes it easier because Ocelot has no qualms about hitting women, and EVA never had any about a man.
("You're pretty good," she says and hits him.)
ADAM is a man, and EVA is a woman. But sometimes EVA is a man, too, despite any artificiality (because sometimes deep down some of the best men are just pretending, too).
They cry and yell and feel it with each hit because they don't understand. But they're trying. It means a lot to EVA when she's hit because she can remember best, but then again it means the world to Ocelot when he's hit because he can remember being bested. And they've been chasing it since summer of '64.
("My precious little pet," he says and hits her.)
In the ascension through the bruises and tears, all life condenses to a bloodstained room and five individuals, and at the height of orgasm, it narrows down further to something that was before ADAM and EVA ever existed.
I.
(But it is never them, and they're only straining to touch it anyway, so they keep on beating each other.)