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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
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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... )
'Here comes Tanakaaaaa'
It was perfectly normal, thank you.
'Over the airwaves to youuuuu'
Oh shit oh shit! Souji was already shaking, one hand already on the phone and the other...busy.
"Hello everyone! Welcome to 'Tanaka's Amazing Commodities'!"
Every time someone would call on Saturday, he'd be all "I have other plans". No-one needed to know what those plans involved (a hot older guy, home shopping, and a pack of tissues)
'Granter of your desires!'
Oh god.
Beautiful, beautiful Tanaka-san was on the screen, pointing at a bunch of crap Souji had no interest in - some weird shoes and a bottle of medicine, he thought - but oh god, it really didn't matter did it?
Muscles rippling under a cheap suit, the smell of cologne, a toupee sliding recklessly to the floor. Souji's legs almost buckled.
He picked up the phone, dialing the home shopping number. An operator answered, boredom in her monotone voice "Hello caller, welcome to--"
"Tanaka-san, I need to talk to Tanaka-san."
"...Sir, Tanaka-san doesn't take orders directly. If there's a package you require..."
Yes, there sure as hell was. That was why he needed to talk to Tanaka-san, dammit. "This isn't about an order. Please, it's important!"
The operator tutted and began again. "Sir, I--". But then she was gone, and Souji heard voices in the background. One the monotone operator. The other...a glorious, chocolate baritone, echoing all that was man. The voice became louder, and it took Souji a moment to realize it was talking to him.
"This is Tanaka-san - and this better be good."
In all his many dreams of this moment, Souji had responded with some cool, effortless line about Tanaka-san's amazing commodities - but unfortunately, all he could muster now was a quiet squeak of joy.
Silence on the other end of the line. Then, Tanaka-san's voice, suddenly smooth and....seductive?
"...Well, boy - it is a boy, correct? - perhaps we can come to an arrangement?" he purred. "Don't touch that dial now."
Souji collapsed back on the bed, phone in hand, already pulling out his credit card.
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A week later, Souji came home to fourteen different packages, a very confused Nanako, and an aching pain in his wallet.
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