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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... )
I hope OP already knows about That Naoto Spoiler
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She finds herself in a dark alley, alone. It reeks of piss and rats; they scurry down the drains noisily as if Death was on their heels.
Something tells her to run, runrunrun and they're coming, coming for her, yet she stands there, and her heart beats jerkily because even it knows that it is too late--
A hiss and they're there; the cat's fur on end and the boy's hat tilted to hide his eyes.
She has her back to the wall. There's nowhere to run, the cat tells her, and she wonders if it's just her imagination.
There's a hand on her neck now, rough, warm; she feels her pulse beating erratically against the pressure, and holds her breath.
She looks at him.
She hates the sharpness of his jaw, the breadth of his shoulders, the strength in his fingers-- everything. She tells him so.
He doesn't speak, doesn't smile; just stares back. The hand on her neck dips into her collar, and suddenly, she's naked.
The bindings are gone and she remembers who she really is.
Her pulse goes into overdrive, throbbing madly and it hurts, oh why oh why; she refuses to cry, because while she may never have his sharp jaw or broad shoulders or strong hands (so different from hers, so masculine), she can pretend, and it's good enough.
His hands are on her breasts, taunting her, but she doesn't back down; she doesn't look away.
His mouth curves a little; he's confident.
She's not, but she pretends to be, even as his hands slide down to her stomach, where the butterflies are. They thrash within her, screaming nonoNO and she tries to shut them out, swallowing a gasp that drowns them entirely because he has a hand there and her mind draws a blank.
Give in, says the cat, and she makes the mistake of looking at it.
The world spins and she's on her knees, a cheek pressed to the grimy floor, the weight of his clothed knees on her thin calves.
She doesn't struggle. She doesn't scream.
As he presses into her, she stares at the cat.
It stares back.
She blinks.
The world spins again and she's back home, a blanket draped over her fully-clothed self. The TV is on and the credits are rolling.
She remembers dreaming, but doesn't remember the dream.
Thinking that it must've been nothing important, she switches off the TV and carefully removes the DVD from the player and places it in its casing.
The cat on the cover stares at her.
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A/N: I'm sorry, OP, but I typed this entirely in the comment box, so it just grew and somehow morphed into something different altogether. I tried, though. ;_;
Regarding Raidou and Gouto, Chie mentioned something about a detective movie/"Kuzunoha" during the Gekkoukan trip, so my mind kind of went "ajhdfsjkfjskljkfds" and died.
I-I'm sorry. orz
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