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Fuck it I’ll give myself more of this AU  When Morty Smith sees Rick Sanchez enter the rink, he’s already reaching for his size of skates before the guy can even ask, sighing in annoyance. Oh yeah, he knows this guy. It’s always this guy. This fucking guy never fails to annoy him, flirt with him, and just be generally lewd and disrespectful to him, no matter what he does. He’s not sure if it’s him, or if Rick just treats everybody like this. Either way, the tall punk dude just gets on Morty’s nerves big time.  “Heyyyy M-Morty what’s shaking?” the dude asks, brushing dark hair out of his face, grinning as the lights reflect off of his piercings, speaking of, he appears to have a new one on his ear. Huh. The guy comes every Saturday, so it’s not like Morty is surprised to see him.  “Nothing’s shaking Rick, here’s your skates.” he says, handing over the pain of roller skates, the blue ones that he knows Rick prefers. It’s best to remember these things to keep their interactions as short as possible. It doesn’t help that the guy is hot, but Morty’s trying not to think about it. Rick takes the skates from the counter, winking at Morty before turning around to sit at a bench and put on his skates. Really he’s got his own pair, but he uses the rental ones here just so he can bother the cute boy that rents them out. So maybe he’s a perv, but he’s determined to get this guy’s attention and it’s fun to watch him blush when teased.  Entering the actual rink area, Rick skates for awhile, enjoying the movement and the rush of it all, the music loud and perfect, some pop song but it’s a pretty good one in his books.   “Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick”    Skating along the rink, making circles through it, he grins as he comes up to the spot he’ll be in Morty’s line of vision, making lewd hand gestures near his crotch with one hand, and making a v in the fingers of one hand, slipping his tongue through it as he rolls by, loving the way Morty blushes and looks down at his hands resting on the counter. Oh yeah, he’s gonna make this guy his.