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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART FIVEAs all you charming little anonymous know, in this very post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing from Persona 4 and whatever astoundingly ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
PART FIVEAs all you charming little anonymous know, in this very post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing from Persona 4 and whatever astoundingly ( Read more... )
“No, stop.” Pushing Yosuke back was a feat big enough for Souji to actually feel proud of himself. He ground his teeth together as he shuffled back far enough to close his legs and rest his back against the wall. It took him at least a minute get his breath back under control; a minute of Yosuke kneeling in front of him and staring at him, dumbfounded.
“Why?” Yosuke finally croaked.
“The deal.” Souji brushed bangs damp with sweat from his forehead. “Let me… lick you tonight and I’ll let you fuck me next time.”
Yosuke sat back on his heels with a grunt, breaking eye contact and instead looking down at himself, one hand coming up to wrap around his cock and gently squeeze it. “And I was so close too…” His voice was so quiet Souji had to lean forward to hear him. The next words were even quieter. “But I said ‘anything’, didn’t I…” He made a face before looking back up at Souji, lips pressed into a determined, straight line, his brow knit tight. “You said it felt good, right?”
Souji nodded, his heart suddenly residing in his throat making it hard for any eventual words to squeeze by.
“Alright, fine. I trust you, partner. Can’t for the life of me understand why you want to do this, but then again I’ve a hard time understanding why I get off on the thought of you in a skirt.” He smiled weakly, let go of himself again and shuffled close enough to put his hands on Souji’s knees. “Just make me come, alright? My balls will kill me otherwise.”
“I always make you come, Hana-chan.” Souji returned the smile, his heart still beating like crazy but at least he was able to talk.
“Cocky bastard.”
xXx
Despite Souji’s assurances Yosuke insisted on washing up again, and soon snuck out of Souji’s room in a borrowed pair of pajama bottoms that did a poor job of hiding his erection.
His own hard on had time to wilt a little while Yosuke was gone, even with his head spinning with thoughts of what was about to happen. When Yosuke finally returned Souji had even had time to entertain the thought he had simply taken off, getting feet cold enough to flee the Dojima residence in nothing but a flimsy pair of pants.
“Sorry,” Yosuke said, closing and locking the door behind him before shuffling over to the futon.
Souji held up the covers he’d pulled up while waiting, offering Yosuke to crawl back under them. “Squeaky clean, I assume?”
Yosuke’s cheeks turned pink again as he lay down. “Please don’t make this any more embarrassing than it already is?”
“Gotcha.” And for the second time that night Souji wormed himself down until he was completely hidden under the covers, before putting his mouth on Yosuke, this time with a thin layer of cotton in between. He worked his lips and tongue over the fabric, enjoying the feel of it dampening and Yosuke growing hard beneath it. It wasn’t until Yosuke was fully aroused he hooked his fingers under the waistband and pulled the pajama bottoms down. Yosuke didn’t taste sweet anymore. He tasted faintly of soap and although Souji had preferred the former it was still nice. Plus, the thought of getting Yosuke all dirty so soon after cleaning up made it more than nice - it made it really fucking exciting.
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xXx
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Yosuke muttered as he rolled over on his stomach a moment later, lifting his hips for a second to allow Souji to shove a pillow beneath them, making him arch his back a little and putting his ass on display.
Souji took a moment to appreciate what he had in front of him. Yosuke looked perfect. It still seemed a bit unreal Yosuke had actually agreed to let Souji do this and here he was lying with his legs parted enough for Souji to see a hint of his balls and, more importantly, a hint of his asshole. Souji didn’t know what to think of himself when he felt his mouth water at the sight. He decided to try and not think at all.
Yosuke looked tense, gripping Souji’s futon best he could and stubbornly burying his face in a pillow. Despite the talk of trust and despite being so riled up earlier he seemed set on hating every second of what was coming and the sight made Souji a bit sad. He sighed before urging Yosuke to get up on his knees and removed the pillow again before gently pushing him back down on his stomach and straddling his thighs.
Once he’d settled comfortably he bent down and kissed Yosuke’s shoulder. “You’re too tense…”
“Sorry. I just-I can’t help it. It still freaks me out a little,”
“Just close your eyes and try and relax, ok?”
Souji started with Yosuke’s shoulders, digging his thumbs in and working them in small circles before using his entire hands, grabbing the trapezius muscles tight and squeezing hard, wringing a pained grunt out of Yosuke. He kept working his hands for a minute or two before letting up and letting them slide down Yosuke’s back, only pausing to rub his thumbs alongside the spine, and the little sounds Yosuke kept making sounded more pleased now, quiet sort-of moans muffled in Souji’s pillow.
Souji smiled. He continued to work his hands for a couple of minutes, not so much massaging as just rubbing Yosuke’s back in large circles and for every lazy lap he could feel Yosuke melt into the futon a tiny bit more.
Soon he let little kisses follow the strokes, starting at the nape of Yosuke’s neck and trailing down; dry lips and hints of wet tongue mapping out the expanse of his back without hurry. When Souji’s mouth had reached the small of Yosuke’s back, he actually arched it a little, while moaning Souji’s name under his breath.
Souji smiled again, wider this time. He resisted the temptation of just sliding further down, grabbing Yosuke’s ass and pulling the cheeks apart to run his tongue down the crack and… He couldn’t help but moan as well and pressed his lips against Yosuke’s tailbone; let his tongue circle it while he tried to compose himself again.
Yosuke kept his back arched, kept making little sounds when Souji dared move lower, a whole shower of butterfly kisses washing over Yosuke’s ass, soon turning into wet little licks, into nipping, into Souji taking a substantial chunk of flesh between his teeth and biting down none too gently, right where ass met thigh. The sound Yosuke produced made Souji want to scrap the whole plan again and just fuck Yosuke through the goddamn mattress. How did the guy even make sounds like that? A drawn out, pleasure-pained groan ending in a breathy little whimper. Hearing it made Souji’s blood boil. He bit down again, on the other side this time, and was rewarded with a similar noise. For a while he couldn’t do much else but breathe and run his tongue over the skin between his teeth.
Finally he let go and slipped off Yosuke enough to push his thighs apart and settle between them. “The pillow, Yosuke…” How could he be this hoarse already? He had no idea. He didn’t trust his voice enough to say anything more, in any case.
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“Just keep your eyes closed, partner,” Souji croaked. “Keep relaxing. It’ll feel good.”
Yosuke only squirmed a little in way of reply and Souji took it as a good enough sign to bend down and kiss his tailbone again. He let his hands rest on his ass, grabbing the cheeks lightly as he stuck his tongue out and slowly let it slide down, a shallow trail down the crack until he reached the taint. There he started lapping, like a kitten, made sure he didn’t miss a spot before moving his tongue back up to the starting point.
Yosuke stayed quiet and Souji wasn’t sure it was a good sign or not but since he hadn’t heard a flat out ‘no’ he decided to keep going. This time his grip on Yosuke’s cheeks tightened, parting them a little. And his tongue repeated the trip it had just made, but deeper, the tip of it slipping over Yosuke’s asshole, but not lingering. Yosuke didn’t even flinch and Souji took courage in that. Instead of letting his tongue make the entire trip again he just let it run, flat and wet, over its target over and over and it sent thrill after thrill down his spine, nearly making him convulse. He was doing it, he was finally allowed to do that one thing that had felt so forbidden he’d hardly let himself think about it for the longest time. But once it had fought its way up to the front of his mind he’d found himself unable to push it back and from there the step hadn’t been… well, it had been hellishly far, but it hadn’t taken very long time-wise before it was out in the open and from there it had all happened so fast Souji felt nearly dizzy.
He dipped his tongue deeper, allowed himself to taste Yosuke, and it was just as he’d expected. Clean as a whistle, a faint taste of soap, and Souji found it a bit unsettling he was a little disappointed. He was sticking his tongue up Yosuke’s ass and he didn’t want it squeaky clean? But it wasn’t as if he wanted it dirty… He wanted… He just wanted to taste Yosuke. He wanted the tang of sweat he got when he sucked on Yosuke’s neck while they ground against each other, he wanted skin, not soap-
Yosuke hissing between his teeth cut his thoughts off.
“Fuck, partner…”
Souji laid one long, last lick before he raised his head. Yosuke was looking at him over his shoulder, his face bright red and his hair plastered to his cheeks and forehead.
“Feels ok?” Souji said.
Yosuke kept swallowing as if working up courage to be able to speak. “Feels… weird. But… it’s like-it’s like-“
Souji let a hand rest on the small of Yosuke’s back, keeping it still in silent encouragement.
“It’s so intimate.” Yosuke’s voice cracked on the last word, making Souji shiver. “Can’t think of a thing that needs more… trust… I think. It’s… I honestly have no idea if it feels good or not, you haven’t even touched me with your fingers there before and it’s like… I don’t have anything to compare with, you know? But when I think about what you’re actually doing - it keeps spinning in my head - I get so damn embarrassed but it’s still really… powerful and… Fuck, Souji, more. If you keep it up I’ll grind a damn hole through your pillow but please don’t stop. God.”
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Yosuke turned his head back to rest on his forearms. “More…”
Souji realized his hands were shaking, just as his hips were rocking lightly. He hadn’t even noticed before. “Again…”
Yosuke groaned quietly. “Please, partner. More.”
Souji closed his eyes, his head slipping until he rested his forehead on Yosuke’s thigh. He couldn’t muster anything more than a whisper. “Tell me…”
“Lick me.”
“Fucking hell…” Yosuke was right, it could hardly get any more intimate than this and he couldn’t think of a thing that demanded more trust and Yosuke let him. Yosuke let him spread him open and taste him and he did just that, lifted his head and kissed Yosuke there - kissed him; brushed his lips over puckered skin and sucked lightly on it, let his tongue slip out as he would if he was kissing Yosuke’s mouth, sliding it back and forth before pushing inside, and he did, he let the tip of his tongue enter Yosuke and when Yosuke moaned, pushed back, he made his tongue pointier and pushed as much of it as he could inside, his face mashed against Yosuke’s ass, his lips parted wide and wet, covering as much as they could as he fucked him.
And how he fucked him. Pushing his tongue into Yosuke over and over and over, letting out choked little moans and digging his fingers hard into quivering muscle and Yosuke kept pushing back, whispering his name or God’s name or evoking demons and devils or babbling, asking for more, more, more.
It ended up with Souji pushing, pulling with his hands, not knowing how but managing to get Yosuke up on his knees, head still resting on his forearms, making his back arch just beautifully and now Souji could reach between Yosuke’s trembling legs; cup his balls, wrap his hand around his cock and squeeze and just hope no one would wake up when Yosuke gave a surprised shout, thankfully half-muffled by a pillow.
He kissed his way down until he could suck and lick at Yosuke’s taint again, making sure to push and prod best he could, hoping Yosuke would be sensitive enough. And he was. This time Souji could hear him bite the pillow as he groaned loudly and bucked and Souji let his free hand stay there, keeping a steady pressure with three fingertips against the sensitive area as he went back to tongue fucking him. Not in his wildest dreams would he have imagined he’d get this reaction. He’d hoped Yosuke would like it but never dared think he would actually love it - go crazy from it - push back and fuck himself on Souji’s tongue.
Souji found himself wishing he had three hands. He didn’t want to let up his grip on Yosuke’s cock or the constant external pressure on his prostate but he desperately needed to jerk off. His cock bobbed with every heartbeat; there were dark little spots on the futon between his thighs where drops of precome had landed; his balls ached.
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xXx
Souji came to when Yosuke collapsed, making Souji drop with him, landing half-draped across his back with an ‘oof’.
“Holy shit,” Yosuke said.
Well put. Souji grunted in agreement while gathering the strength needed to climb up Yosuke’s body and flop down next to him.
“I admit it, I’m still freaked out. I still think it’s fucking weird and I’m not sure I’m cool with how sticky I am right now, but holy shit.”
Souji managed a chuckle and cupped Yosuke’s cheek in a weak hand. He supposed he could move in for a kiss - he really wanted to, but he suspected it wouldn’t be appreciated. Not with where his tongue had been. “Told you it would-mmph!”
Yosuke pressed his lips hard against Souji’s, just long enough for Souji to press back, before he broke it and let his head fall back on a pillow damp with sweat. “I don’t know what to say, man. You’ll have to make do with that.”
“I can live with that.” Souji let the hand on Yosuke’s cheek travel up into his hair, gently brushing it from his face.
Yosuke made a content little noise in the back of his throat. “A fucking miracle we didn’t wake anyone up, by the way.”
“As far as we know…”
“Ah, yeah.”
Souji stretched out on his back, still keeping his hand in Yosuke’s hair and more or less forcing him to rest his head on Souji’s chest. “I haven’t forgotten, you know.”
“Forgotten what?”
“My part of the deal.”
“Oh.” Yosuke squirmed lightly, pressing up tighter against Souji’s side.
“I was just wondering…”
At this Yosuke lifted his head and met Souji’s gaze. He was still red-cheeked and a bit glassy-eyed.
“Do you want to combine it with me putting on that skirt?”
Yosuke gaped, his eyes suddenly a lot more alert. “I-uh…”
“I thought it might go well together.” Souji smiled a little. He could practically see the cogs turn in Yosuke’s head, his post orgasmic mind trying to grasp the concept of putting two of his hottest fantasies together.
It took Yosuke a minute to find his voice again. “Y-you’re unbelievable.”
“Just practical. Figured we might get both over with at the same time.” He found it harder than usual to keep a straight face. He was just too comfortable where he was, even though he was starting to feel sticky and gross.
Yosuke let out an exasperated sigh. “You’re an idiot too.”
“A practical idiot.” He couldn’t - he felt the grin he’d been trying to hold back break through and nearly split his face in two. “Who would love to get fucked in a skirt. I guess we should add perverted.”
“A practical, perverted idiot. Yeah, sounds like you, alright.” Yosuke smiled back while shaking his head. ”Now go brush your teeth. I want to kiss you again.”
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Oh, Anon. This was. Was. Jesus. I don't. My words.
Hottest thing I've seen in weeks. You are a god.
Seriously, not only did you get in some AMAZING rimming, you also got tons of other awesome kinkiness in there and I loved every bit of it. You even read my mind re: the trust involved! Honestly, when Yosuke started babbling on about how it felt...man, it's like you lifted a section of my brain and copy pasted it right into the story. So wonderful. The trust/intimacy end of indulging in a partner's kinks is honestly probably my favorite part about them. You are wonderful djgkasldgsgajs thank you so much.
I can't get enough of this. Seriously, you are wonderful. Fuck, I want to read about the next time they get together too. YOU'RE WONDERFUL, THANK YOU SO MUCH, NO I'M NOT A BROKEN RECORD.
Also, yes, as long as there's space to comment (the comment limit is 10,000), it's meme proticol to post stories under the original prompts! marukyurevue takes all the fills throughout each part and archives them daily at ~12AM PST!
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Also, thanks for clearing the meme protocol up for me! Good to know. :)
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Ahah, and just to make things worse? Souji being the one getting fucked is unreasonably attractive to me, and I've spent longer than I care to revisit being irritated at the fact that his culture festival outfit wasn't really the most accessible when compared to Yosuke's, meaning that most things could have one or the other, but not both. Hotter than hell, that whole middling bit. God how bad I'd love to see that.
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I was so happy when I opened this link and saw that it was ten parts long. For something we haven't had much (or any?) of on the meme, I can't tell you how thrilled I was to see it done so skillfully and fabulously. afsdfd I just don't know. Yosuke's position on the futon is just killing me here. HOT BEYOND ALL WORDS, ANON, GOOD JOB. &hearts
And add me to the pile of people who find Souji getting fucked very, very attractive. Just in case we're taking a census.
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When I see fills to kinky prompts that are long, or at least more than three parts, I always get so happy, so I wanted to do just that and hopefully makes other anons happy too. :) I succeeded! Feels awesome.
yes yes yes yes god yes so hot.
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