Coming to you live from a very steamy journal post~
Why, hello there, kittens! I'm Kanji, esteemed reporter of all things fabulous and ever so delightfully naughty, and I'm here with a most special update for a fandom just beginning its long, hard... journey into adulthood~!
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
Naoto's voice was quiet. "That time?"
"Y'know, when it's time for the guys and girls to switch their spots in the hot springs..."
"Oh," she began, "Yes, it is." There was a moment of silence before she continued. "... Kanji-kun, did you not notice the time?"
He hesitated, then slumped his shoulders as he sighed. "No... s-sorry, I'll leave now."
Just as he was about to ask her to turn around so he could step out, he heard the faint sound of water splishing and splashing and then dripping, and Naoto spoke up again. "Kanji-kun, did you lose your towel?"
He froze. Shit, how did she know? Did... did she see it when he almost stood up? Speaking of which, where did he put his towel? He knew he took it off, but he didn't remember what he did with it next--
"... It's over here."
Over here?... Did it float over to where Naoto was!?
"... Stay there. I'm coming over to give it back."
Give it b-- what!? He heard calm splashing again and he knew that Naoto was swimming in his direction. Shit. Kanji really hoped that she wouldn't try to look over his shoulder because a certain something went out of his control and he knew she would hate him forever if she saw it. In a matter of seconds, she stopped right behind him. Oh god oh god oh god--
"Here."
She extended her arm next to him, holding up the soggy, dripping towel. Kanji turned his head as he looked down at it, muttering an embarrassed thanks as he reached to take the towel from her... until she withdrew her arm and the towel. Without thinking, he looked over his shoulder at her questioningly. "Hey, what--"
She looked up straight at his face, eyes slightly wider than usual. "... Your nose is bleeding."
His hand went up to his nose and, indeed, he was bleeding.
...
Shit.
Before he could react, Naoto stepped around him and tiptoed, using the soggy towel to dab the blood away, one hand resting on Kanji's arm for support. He froze again - what the hell did she think she was doing!?
... Then he noticed that she wasn't clutching at her own towel and he could have sworn he saw cleavage.
Wait... Naoto... cleavage...?...
Naoto cursed under her breath as she withdrew, examining the slowly-spreading blood stain on the towel. Apparently she acted on impulse there - a rare thing for her to do, indeed. "Damn, I should have thought about the water temperature. This is going to stain." Kanji couldn't believe she was wondering about something like that when he was standing in front of her, in the hot spring, naked and with a very embarrassing hardon and dear god he hoped she wouldn't notice that last part. Part of him wanted to turn around, run out and hide forever, but his body refused to move from his spot. Or rather, his body simply didn't want to obey his brain's commands, instead choosing to do whatever, and somehow his foot slipped and he toppled over, nearly squashing Naoto as he fell but still managing to pull her down into the water with him somehow.
He quickly shot out of the water when his feet finally managed to touch the spring's floor and it took him a moment to realize that he was gripping Naoto's shoulders and holding her up and against him. Kanji looked down at her, realizing too late just how close they were when he saw the detective's expression - and how her towel had somehow fallen off.
They stayed there like that for what seemed like forever, unmoving, until Kanji nervously cleared his throat. Naoto's face was red and she was looking down, hands balled into tiny fists against Kanji's chest. "Uh, Naoto--"
His voice trailed off when Naoto looked up at his face.
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A certain sensitive part of Kanji's body, however, was starting to hurt, and he knew he wouldn't be able to last very long, especially when one of Naoto's hands wandered down from his head, to his shoulders, down his chest and torso and down to there. They looked at each other. She nodded and closed her eyes. He could feel the butterflies in his stomach as he positioned himself and slowly pushed himself in, muffling Naoto's moans and whimpers with his mouth. He tried to muffle his own sounds too as he felt himself being squeezed by this... hotness that was possibly even hotter than the spring's water. He gave an extra push when he met resistance and their lips parted when Naoto gave out a short cry and bit her lip. He stopped and looked down, feeling bad for causing her pain, but he quickly forgot about that when she pulled him down for another kiss, nibbling on his lower lip and bucking her hips a little, as if telling him to go on.
Slowly, he began flexing his hips, hands firmly holding Naoto's hips up above the water. He was amazed at the feeling and part of him couldn't believe this was happening, at the hot springs, with Naoto of all people. She threw her head back, breath hitching, chest rising with every breath and breasts bouncing up and down at every gradually quickening thrust. Kanji dipped down to nuzzle the crook of her neck, occasionally sucking on her skin there. Her hands played with his short hair as her moans began getting louder, but he could tell she was doing her best not to be loud enough for the others to hear.
... She was so damn cute.
Naoto breathed out his name in warning and their lips crashed together again as he pulled out just in time for the climax. Needless to say, it was messy, but as they pressed against each other, trying to catch their breaths, it was evident that they were satisfied.
They felt a little guilty for washing up in the hot spring, but what else could they do? They were tired and needed to get back to their rooms soon. Fetching their respective towels that had been lost once again in the water, they both climbed out of the water to leave. Naoto gently tugged on Kanji's hand; he looked down at her. They remained silent and awkward for a moment until they smiled at each other and shared one last kiss before leaving for bed.
Somewhere in the back of his head, Kanji wondered what good deed he did to deserve this.
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ffff again I apologize for the fail that this is ;;;;;
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Requester here! That was exactly what I wanted, marry me, anon?
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