{One-shot} Happy B-day, Cherry! - Necklace
Title: Necklace
Author: Ayu
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-16 for explicit content
Genre: Romance, Smut I guess.
WC: 730
Summary: Jin is surprised when he finds out what Kame's new job is.
Why?
A pant.
Why?
A groan.
God, Why?
*swish*
“Ahh…”
Jin watched closely at the 22-year-old who was walking around the tall pole centered in the middle of the room. At the moment, he could only stand by the wall by the bathroom, when he went into the Men’s, he never expected to see this when he came out.
Why is Kame stripping? He’s so good with the pole… Hey!! You guys can’t throw money up there!! Stop it! Kame’s… he… isn’t mine.
He wanted to yell at the two men who were hooting and jeering, probably drunk, throwing bills up onto the stage. He wanted to scream at them, and break the fingers that were holding the money, but he couldn’t. Kame wouldn’t do this without a reason. Jin knew at least this. So he decided to just wait until Kame was done and ask him if he could talk to him backstage.
For now, he stood by the Men’s restroom and watched intently.
+~+~+~+~+
“Kame, why are you doing this?” Jin asked.
Kame looked up at Jin with a blank stare. “What?”
“This stripping! You obviously don’t need the money, so why?!” Jin huffed angrily. He ran a hand through his deep brown locks, trying not to focus on the slutty maid’s dress Kame was wearing. The hem only reached his middle thigh, and that alone was too much for Jin.
Kame looked away from the older man, suddenly blushing. He mumbled something Jin couldn’t quite comprehend.
“What?” he asked, leaning forward.
“It makes me feel good about myself!” Kame yelled, blushing furiously. “It makes me feel sexy, like I could actually please someone… even… someone like you.” he whispered. Jin just stared in disbelief.
Now, Kame had never thought the reaction he would get would be Jin shoving him up against the wall and crashing those plump lips against Kame’s own, but that was the reaction he got, and really, how could he complain?
The sensation of Jin’s mouth on his was overwhelming, and whoever said you couldn’t get drunk from kissing was dead wrong. Kame had done this kind of thing before, with men and women, but with Jin, somehow it felt like he had never done it at all, as if he was just a clumsy virgin again. He could barely concentrate on staying upright, what with Jin’s skilled tongue roaming through his hot cavern, and Kame didn’t even try to, because Jin had his arm already wrapped around his waist. All Kame could really do was just moan, letting out whiny sounds, and beg for more, more that Jin was willing to give.
In no time, Jin had picked Kame up, and threw him onto the couch, only to pounce on him once more. Kame was now trapped, as Jin’s hands were on either side of his head and Jin’s knees on either side of his thighs. Though he didn’t really see this as a problem, considering the fact that Jin’s mouth was now on his neck, nibbling and sucking away, and it was all he could do to not scream.
“Ji…Jin… Ah… Jin, more, ahh~” Kame writhed under Jin, who had just undone the lone strap which was holding up the torso of the maid’s dress and was now sucking on Kame’s hard nubs. He would nibble a bit, and when Kame would whine in pain, he would suck the pain away, and “Oh, God.” was the only thing Kame could say-- well, moan-- in reply.
Jin stopped his ministrations, with much protest form Kame, and looked up at the silver chain hanging from Kame’s neck.
“Ji~n, why’d you stop?” Kame whinily asked.
Jin looked up at Kame with a smirk. “Is that the necklace I got you for your birthday?” he asked.
Kame nodded, blushing. “I work hard at this job, because I wanted to be sexy for you, so I wear this to remind me of that.”
Jin smiled, and continued to ravish Kame.
Meanwhile…
Kame’s manager, Ayumi stands at the doorway to Kame’s dressing room, with stacks of money in her hand.
“C’mon, ten bucks to hear Kamenashi Kazuya and Akanishi Jin fucking!! Ten bucks--oh, thank you sir, for your patronage-- ten bucks!”
“Oh God, Jin! Ah, ah!”
“Kame, you’re so *pant* ah! God, ungh.”
“Jin!”
“Kame!”
Silence.
“Alright, guys.” Ayumi shooed the men out from the hallway, “Show’s over.”
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Mehehe... did you see this coming? Probably. And I just got this finished! I wasn't planning or anything, I kinda rushed through this XD Happy Birthday
cherrylm
Author: Ayu
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-16 for explicit content
Genre: Romance, Smut I guess.
WC: 730
Summary: Jin is surprised when he finds out what Kame's new job is.
Why?
A pant.
Why?
A groan.
God, Why?
*swish*
“Ahh…”
Jin watched closely at the 22-year-old who was walking around the tall pole centered in the middle of the room. At the moment, he could only stand by the wall by the bathroom, when he went into the Men’s, he never expected to see this when he came out.
Why is Kame stripping? He’s so good with the pole… Hey!! You guys can’t throw money up there!! Stop it! Kame’s… he… isn’t mine.
He wanted to yell at the two men who were hooting and jeering, probably drunk, throwing bills up onto the stage. He wanted to scream at them, and break the fingers that were holding the money, but he couldn’t. Kame wouldn’t do this without a reason. Jin knew at least this. So he decided to just wait until Kame was done and ask him if he could talk to him backstage.
For now, he stood by the Men’s restroom and watched intently.
+~+~+~+~+
“Kame, why are you doing this?” Jin asked.
Kame looked up at Jin with a blank stare. “What?”
“This stripping! You obviously don’t need the money, so why?!” Jin huffed angrily. He ran a hand through his deep brown locks, trying not to focus on the slutty maid’s dress Kame was wearing. The hem only reached his middle thigh, and that alone was too much for Jin.
Kame looked away from the older man, suddenly blushing. He mumbled something Jin couldn’t quite comprehend.
“What?” he asked, leaning forward.
“It makes me feel good about myself!” Kame yelled, blushing furiously. “It makes me feel sexy, like I could actually please someone… even… someone like you.” he whispered. Jin just stared in disbelief.
Now, Kame had never thought the reaction he would get would be Jin shoving him up against the wall and crashing those plump lips against Kame’s own, but that was the reaction he got, and really, how could he complain?
The sensation of Jin’s mouth on his was overwhelming, and whoever said you couldn’t get drunk from kissing was dead wrong. Kame had done this kind of thing before, with men and women, but with Jin, somehow it felt like he had never done it at all, as if he was just a clumsy virgin again. He could barely concentrate on staying upright, what with Jin’s skilled tongue roaming through his hot cavern, and Kame didn’t even try to, because Jin had his arm already wrapped around his waist. All Kame could really do was just moan, letting out whiny sounds, and beg for more, more that Jin was willing to give.
In no time, Jin had picked Kame up, and threw him onto the couch, only to pounce on him once more. Kame was now trapped, as Jin’s hands were on either side of his head and Jin’s knees on either side of his thighs. Though he didn’t really see this as a problem, considering the fact that Jin’s mouth was now on his neck, nibbling and sucking away, and it was all he could do to not scream.
“Ji…Jin… Ah… Jin, more, ahh~” Kame writhed under Jin, who had just undone the lone strap which was holding up the torso of the maid’s dress and was now sucking on Kame’s hard nubs. He would nibble a bit, and when Kame would whine in pain, he would suck the pain away, and “Oh, God.” was the only thing Kame could say-- well, moan-- in reply.
Jin stopped his ministrations, with much protest form Kame, and looked up at the silver chain hanging from Kame’s neck.
“Ji~n, why’d you stop?” Kame whinily asked.
Jin looked up at Kame with a smirk. “Is that the necklace I got you for your birthday?” he asked.
Kame nodded, blushing. “I work hard at this job, because I wanted to be sexy for you, so I wear this to remind me of that.”
Jin smiled, and continued to ravish Kame.
Meanwhile…
Kame’s manager, Ayumi stands at the doorway to Kame’s dressing room, with stacks of money in her hand.
“C’mon, ten bucks to hear Kamenashi Kazuya and Akanishi Jin fucking!! Ten bucks--oh, thank you sir, for your patronage-- ten bucks!”
“Oh God, Jin! Ah, ah!”
“Kame, you’re so *pant* ah! God, ungh.”
“Jin!”
“Kame!”
Silence.
“Alright, guys.” Ayumi shooed the men out from the hallway, “Show’s over.”
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Mehehe... did you see this coming? Probably. And I just got this finished! I wasn't planning or anything, I kinda rushed through this XD Happy Birthday
cherrylm