[Fic] & Forever
Title: & Forever
Author: queen_kat_tun
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Beta: kaykm
Disclaimer: All standard RPS disclaimers apply
Word Count: 2,715
Summary: Jin must have had his audience at his palms earlier, but most of the time, Kame knew he was the one who had Jin at his.
A/N: For sugar_pain_baby. Rina, Happy Birthday! I hope this would be enough as a bribe, err, I mean as a gift. :D I hope you’ve had a wonderful day! ILU! <3 Also, title is taken from KT’s song, & Forever :) I lack creativity, I know :\
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Jin started missing Kame the second they turned their backs on each other.
“If you hate me so damn much why don’t you just go away?" Kame had shouted at Jin when their situation finally got into his head.
“That's definitely what I'm going to do!" was how Jin answered him and he walked away, angry at Kame for believing what other people say and not him. People fed Kame lies, lies that made Kame believe that Jin hated him for debuting early, that Jin talked bad things behind his back, and that Jin wasn't exactly the person Kame believed Jin to be. It might have hurt Kame but it hurt Jin more. His only mistake was that he didn't make Kame understand.
When they were nineteen and seventeen, Jin and Kame would sneak out of their bedroom windows. They would meet at the park linking their streets and they would lay on the concrete, staring at the night sky and wondering aloud on what they would become as adults, on who they would be. They would share sloppy kisses at night; two foolish teenagers in love. It was what they always did. They worried over nothing. They were happy.
When they were in their twenties, they stopped telling each other stories, refused to joke around and hang out together. They were always busy, making something possible impossible. Jin and Kame were like parallel lines; ones that refuse to meet. Never would. The few words they had publicly exchanged were nothing but scripts, the faces they made were evidence of how convincing they were as actors. The gap between them were nurtured, making both of their lives lay at each end of a thread.
Jin hadn’t known exactly why he parted with Kame. He was impulsive and he had been wary of that for years now. His situation with Kame still frustrated him a lot. Inevitably, they had completely drifted apart; not used to having differences. He didn’t want to lose Kame. Kame is Kame and no one could ever replace Kame's place in his life. They were older now; twenty-seven and twenty-five to be exact, and Jin wanted his Kame back. He wished that Kame desired for the same fate. It doesn’t seem like it though.
June died without much of a fight and Jin spent most of July working and sitting by his living room window, entertaining fantasies of seeing Kame strolling down the street, heading toward his house.
Jin thought people liked to tell themselves that they knew how much he missed Kame. They had no idea though. His mom, who watched Korean dramas at night, didn’t know that he ached to climb in through Kame's window and lie on Kame's bed, talk with him until two a.m., and soak up his warm vanilla scent. Yamashita, his best friend, didn’t know how badly Jin wished he had walked the same way Kame had the night they shouted at each other. And Ryo, the shortest and meanest of his friends, had no idea how much Jin wanted to be in his place whenever Jin saw Kame enthusiastically exchanging words with him.
As July was melting into August, Jin discovered that he was exhausted. He was exhausted from waiting for Kame to make a move, exhausted from watching Kame from afar, exhausted from pretending he didn't care. He wondered if Kame felt the same. Sometimes, Jin lay at night to think about Kame, ask himself of what Kame’s doing or if Kame missed him even for just a little bit.
00:16 on the eight day of October, Jin ended up at the park where he and Kame would find each other’s lips while the moon looked on from its throne in the sky. Jin was contemplating whether he should make a clean escape and follow Kame, find him and keep him by his side forever. That stubborn little brat.
In the deafening indecision that was scalding his ears, Jin heard a voice say, “I walked away and you walked away. Don’t you think it’s about time both of us stayed?”
Jin turned around, rotating his feet in the sandbox where children play, and he was soon facing the black-haired boy Jin had been waiting for. Without any reason or explanation, Kame was back.
“We’ll be free in a couple of years," Kame said, referring to the years when they would no longer be idols. "Who knows where we will be by then."
"And what do you suggest we do?" Jin asked, staring at Kame who grew to be someone beautiful. Jin hated it when he wasn’t there to see how Kame had changed.
"I don't know,” Kame said, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Stay here, I guess. This is my happy place," he glanced at the entire park where he and Jin used to watch the stars at night, lying on the cold concrete floors.
Jin didn’t ask him anything else. He closed the distance between him and Kame, saying "I missed you, Kazu." before he hugged Kame so hard that Jin could feel Kame's heart in his own chest. Jin kissed Kame while the stars glimmered in the sky.
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It was an incredible show. The crowd was awesome; Jin had them at the palm of his hands. Jin sang and danced his heart away, performing his heart away for all to see. Kame looked around and saw the scantily clad, hot, sweaty young women and a few men here and there jumping around and gyrating their bodies to Jin's music. Jin must be having fun; the girls in their low cut tops were showing ample amount of breasts. Jin must be having a difficult time performing with these distractions. Kame just shook his head. He pulled out his phone, typed a short message - I'll see you later - then left Jin with the crowd behind. He missed the squinting of eyes Jin threw his way.
When Jin arrived at Kame's unit, he was already a little tipsy from all the shots he had taken that his crew made him drink. It was just for fun, of course, just something to celebrate the success of tonight's show in Tokyo. Kame let out an annoyed sigh and had to practically carry Jin to the bedroom. Kame noticed that Jin had become slim. They both did, not that it mattered.
Kame got Jin into his bed and Jin grunted. Kame moved to remove Jin's clothes and accessories, knowing that he would only leave the few pieces he liked seeing on Jin, like his necklace and ring. Kame had the same accessories.
"I'm getting you ready for bed," Kame answered when he heard Jin ask him what he was doing. His speech wasn't slurred and Kame thought that Jin just had something strong to keep him out of his wits for a while.
"I missed this," Jin said. When Kame looked to see what Jin was talking about, he saw his pillow against Jin's face. Jin's making funny noises, breathing deeply, to inhale Kame's scent.
"You're a creep," Kame declared then he heard Jin chuckle. Kame removed the pillow, placed it down on Jin's side before his fingers held on to the hem of Jin's shirt. Removing Jin's shirt was a chore. Kame didn’t know what happened that made Jin a child. Jin put his arms up and that was all he did. Kame huffed and puffed as he pulled up Jin's shirt. When it finally came off, Kame looked at Jin's torso and Jin must have seen him staring because he heard him say, "I know you want me."
Kame smirked. "I always do," he said, bending down to kiss Jin on the lips. He didn't have to coax Jin because Jin returned his kisses the minute Kame licked the side of Jin's lips. They always start like that; tasting each other and getting their nerves worked up.
It didn't take long for Kame to explore Jin's body. He licked and sucked on a nipple until it hardened and he felt Jin stir every time his tongue darted out to lick the nub. Hearing no complaints, Kame moved to the other nipple then licked and sucked, Jin moaning in appreciation. Glancing down, he looked at Jin's pants. Kame felt a bit coyer when he saw that familiar bulge in Jin's pants. With a last kiss on Jin's nipple, Kame shifted and undid Jin's buckle and pants, removing everything that was on his way.
Kame knew Jin had times when he did not want to wear an underwear. This day was one of those and Kame had to suppress a laugh because whenever Jin did that, it only meant that Jin wanted to have sex.
"You're taking too long." Jin whined, hands folded behind his head. He gave Kame his familiar smirk that Kame had twice admitted that he found sexy. "Hey Kame, don't you think that being oversexed is bad for our he-" Kame’s hand ran over Jin’s crotch and his attention returned to Jin’s nipples and it made Jin stop talking nonsense. Jin groaned when Kame sucked hard and Kame started moving his hips against Jin's, which only fueled the fire that's already consuming him.
When Kame had his fill, he traced Jin's body with his lips, following the trail of hair leading down to Jin's navel.
"Kame..." Jin's breathy whisper came and Kame answered with a lick around the outer navel, sucking on the skin gently. Warm mouth against cold skin and Jin's getting so turned on he wanted Kame to give him head the soonest time possible. But Kame's a tease and Jin knew that so when Kame's hand closed around him, Jin held his breath, waiting for those familiar strokes that would give him pleasure. "Kame..."
"Hmm?" Kame asked, licking his lower lip and Jin's eyes were fixed on his tongue. "What is it, Jin?"
"Please." Jin's voice was low and Kame gripped him tighter, hand moving up and down on him, once, twice, thrice, and all Jin could do was beg. "Please, Kame."
"Did you have fun watching your female audience?" Kame inquired, ignoring Jin's quickening breaths. Jin must have had his audience at his palms earlier, but most of the time, Kame knew he was the one who had Jin at his. Jin never left. Wouldn't. Couldn't. Kame couldn't either. Wouldn't. Never.
"I was watching you," Jin answered. Everytime he performed, Kame came and when he caught sight of him, Jin would have his eyes set only on Kame as if they were the only ones in the world. There's the rush of adrenaline in his veins and Kame standing there, probably listening to him sing and when their eyes met, it was enough to brighten Jin's world up.
"I know you do," Kame replied then he shifted, mouth pressing against the skin of Jin's inner thigh. Kame gave Jin teasing flicks of his tongue before licking Jin's cock; both of them filled with desire.
It didn't take long for Jin - such an impatient ass he was - to strip off Kame's clothes. With practiced expertise, he had pulled all of them off Kame. Jin maneuvered them so as to have him positioned on top, crawling between Kame's beautiful, spread-eagled legs. He licked under the foreskin of Kame's hard cock, loving the feel of it on his tongue, in his mouth. He heard Kame moan and Jin moved to taste Kame's length, up and down, lingering around the head which had Kame's breaths shallow and short.
Kame moved his hips and Jin felt like gagging when Kame hit his throat. He glanced up at Kame and he saw him, beautiful and messed up with desire, and Jin just had to feel Kame inside of him. Having Kame felt like being grounded to reality. Just like when they were younger.
Jin moved up and kissed Kame on the lips. "I want you," he said, voice raspy and lust-filled then Kame kissed him, pushing him to lie down on the bed. The minute Kame's weight was removed on top of him, Jin groaned, protesting without words only to gasp out loud when he felt Kame's tongue down where it shouldn't be. Jin closed his eyes, embarrassed with the way his body reacted with every lick Kame made. With more fumbling, Jin got the lube out of the bedside drawer and handed it to Kame.
"Use that."
Kame laughed. "But you tasted so good, love." Jin felt his face heat up, what with Kame sounding like a pervert. Kame tried to fight back his laughter to not ruin the mood.
Jin pulled Kame to kiss Kame again and this time the kiss was hotter, wetter, and more demanding. His hands explored around Kame's body while Kame prepared him, gently and with much care. Jin moved his hips, rubbing their crotches together then he heard Kame
moan out loud. It was always music to Jin's ears.
"Did I hurt you?" Kame asked when he heard Jin gasp as he entered two fingers to loosen Jin up.
"Yes," Jin admitted. "But I'll kill you if you stop." Jin buried his face in the crook of Kame's neck, spreading his legs a bit wider to help Kame.
"I love you," Kame whispered in his ear and Jin knew what was about to come. It had become like their private code. Jin was consumed with anticipation. He felt Kame lift his legs to his shoulder, paying them soft butterfly kisses. Jin knew that he was such a girl for liking the attention. Kame licked under his knees, sending electricity through Jin's body.
When Jin felt Kame slowly pushing inside of him, he still had to force himself to relax. It's a bit painful but Jin said nothing. He wanted Kame to take him. He wanted Kame to own him.
Kame pressed forward, leaning his weight onto Jin. He whispered words to Jin that the public would never have the chance to hear and they worked like magic on a raging sea. It always calmed Jin, assured him that Kame would never let go no matter the distance between them. Kame would always, always stay, come back, despite the games Jin played to fool everyone else. Kame was the one who owned his heart.
The pain was slowly replaced with pleasure. He was completely inside. Jin reached up and kissed the tip of Kame's nose, tasting Kame's sweat as he licked on his lower lip.
"Move," Jin said and Kame did as told. Jin relished in the knowledge that he was the only one who knew that Kame fucked hard, almost ruthless and rough and Jin was lost in abandon, moaning, grunting, and panting loudly. Jin couldn't care less of anyone who heard.
It was consuming both Jin and Kame - the lust, the passion, the desire - the love. It didn't take long for them to reach their climax. Kame was panting in Jin's neck, mouth angled just right above Jin's collarbone. Kame could feel Jin's breathing; hard and fast, chest rising and falling in time with his. Kame couldn't resist and he kissed Jin on the lips.
"You planned this, didn't you?" Kame asked knowingly. Lately, Jin loved practicing his acting skills and must have decided to act drunk. Kame already gave up on understanding Jin's logic.
"Kinda," Jin said with a smirk. "I had a feeling you would ignore me because according to you, I'm busy ogling the women who attended the concert."
"You were," Kame said. "I saw how you looked at them."
"I was looking for you, moron." Jin laughed, rolling over to pin Kame on the bed.
Kame shrugged, a faint hint of smile curling the side of his lips. "I can never trust an idiot, you know."
"Stubborn ass." Jin laughed.
"Always am."
"Why don't we take a shower," Jin asked, "and continue there instead?
"Okay," Kame agreed, smirking at Jin.
Jin chuckled then kissed Kame on the lips again. He stared at Kame’s eyes and Kame’s eyes were gentle and warm; happy. It was like they were back in their younger years and nothing mattered except for them.
"Let's go to the park and watch the stars again sometime, Kazu."
"I'd love that."
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A/N: Again, happy birthday, Rina! <3
Author: queen_kat_tun
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Beta: kaykm
Disclaimer: All standard RPS disclaimers apply
Word Count: 2,715
Summary: Jin must have had his audience at his palms earlier, but most of the time, Kame knew he was the one who had Jin at his.
A/N: For sugar_pain_baby. Rina, Happy Birthday! I hope this would be enough as a bribe, err, I mean as a gift. :D I hope you’ve had a wonderful day! ILU! <3 Also, title is taken from KT’s song, & Forever :) I lack creativity, I know :\
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Jin started missing Kame the second they turned their backs on each other.
“If you hate me so damn much why don’t you just go away?" Kame had shouted at Jin when their situation finally got into his head.
“That's definitely what I'm going to do!" was how Jin answered him and he walked away, angry at Kame for believing what other people say and not him. People fed Kame lies, lies that made Kame believe that Jin hated him for debuting early, that Jin talked bad things behind his back, and that Jin wasn't exactly the person Kame believed Jin to be. It might have hurt Kame but it hurt Jin more. His only mistake was that he didn't make Kame understand.
When they were nineteen and seventeen, Jin and Kame would sneak out of their bedroom windows. They would meet at the park linking their streets and they would lay on the concrete, staring at the night sky and wondering aloud on what they would become as adults, on who they would be. They would share sloppy kisses at night; two foolish teenagers in love. It was what they always did. They worried over nothing. They were happy.
When they were in their twenties, they stopped telling each other stories, refused to joke around and hang out together. They were always busy, making something possible impossible. Jin and Kame were like parallel lines; ones that refuse to meet. Never would. The few words they had publicly exchanged were nothing but scripts, the faces they made were evidence of how convincing they were as actors. The gap between them were nurtured, making both of their lives lay at each end of a thread.
Jin hadn’t known exactly why he parted with Kame. He was impulsive and he had been wary of that for years now. His situation with Kame still frustrated him a lot. Inevitably, they had completely drifted apart; not used to having differences. He didn’t want to lose Kame. Kame is Kame and no one could ever replace Kame's place in his life. They were older now; twenty-seven and twenty-five to be exact, and Jin wanted his Kame back. He wished that Kame desired for the same fate. It doesn’t seem like it though.
June died without much of a fight and Jin spent most of July working and sitting by his living room window, entertaining fantasies of seeing Kame strolling down the street, heading toward his house.
Jin thought people liked to tell themselves that they knew how much he missed Kame. They had no idea though. His mom, who watched Korean dramas at night, didn’t know that he ached to climb in through Kame's window and lie on Kame's bed, talk with him until two a.m., and soak up his warm vanilla scent. Yamashita, his best friend, didn’t know how badly Jin wished he had walked the same way Kame had the night they shouted at each other. And Ryo, the shortest and meanest of his friends, had no idea how much Jin wanted to be in his place whenever Jin saw Kame enthusiastically exchanging words with him.
As July was melting into August, Jin discovered that he was exhausted. He was exhausted from waiting for Kame to make a move, exhausted from watching Kame from afar, exhausted from pretending he didn't care. He wondered if Kame felt the same. Sometimes, Jin lay at night to think about Kame, ask himself of what Kame’s doing or if Kame missed him even for just a little bit.
00:16 on the eight day of October, Jin ended up at the park where he and Kame would find each other’s lips while the moon looked on from its throne in the sky. Jin was contemplating whether he should make a clean escape and follow Kame, find him and keep him by his side forever. That stubborn little brat.
In the deafening indecision that was scalding his ears, Jin heard a voice say, “I walked away and you walked away. Don’t you think it’s about time both of us stayed?”
Jin turned around, rotating his feet in the sandbox where children play, and he was soon facing the black-haired boy Jin had been waiting for. Without any reason or explanation, Kame was back.
“We’ll be free in a couple of years," Kame said, referring to the years when they would no longer be idols. "Who knows where we will be by then."
"And what do you suggest we do?" Jin asked, staring at Kame who grew to be someone beautiful. Jin hated it when he wasn’t there to see how Kame had changed.
"I don't know,” Kame said, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Stay here, I guess. This is my happy place," he glanced at the entire park where he and Jin used to watch the stars at night, lying on the cold concrete floors.
Jin didn’t ask him anything else. He closed the distance between him and Kame, saying "I missed you, Kazu." before he hugged Kame so hard that Jin could feel Kame's heart in his own chest. Jin kissed Kame while the stars glimmered in the sky.
-
It was an incredible show. The crowd was awesome; Jin had them at the palm of his hands. Jin sang and danced his heart away, performing his heart away for all to see. Kame looked around and saw the scantily clad, hot, sweaty young women and a few men here and there jumping around and gyrating their bodies to Jin's music. Jin must be having fun; the girls in their low cut tops were showing ample amount of breasts. Jin must be having a difficult time performing with these distractions. Kame just shook his head. He pulled out his phone, typed a short message - I'll see you later - then left Jin with the crowd behind. He missed the squinting of eyes Jin threw his way.
When Jin arrived at Kame's unit, he was already a little tipsy from all the shots he had taken that his crew made him drink. It was just for fun, of course, just something to celebrate the success of tonight's show in Tokyo. Kame let out an annoyed sigh and had to practically carry Jin to the bedroom. Kame noticed that Jin had become slim. They both did, not that it mattered.
Kame got Jin into his bed and Jin grunted. Kame moved to remove Jin's clothes and accessories, knowing that he would only leave the few pieces he liked seeing on Jin, like his necklace and ring. Kame had the same accessories.
"I'm getting you ready for bed," Kame answered when he heard Jin ask him what he was doing. His speech wasn't slurred and Kame thought that Jin just had something strong to keep him out of his wits for a while.
"I missed this," Jin said. When Kame looked to see what Jin was talking about, he saw his pillow against Jin's face. Jin's making funny noises, breathing deeply, to inhale Kame's scent.
"You're a creep," Kame declared then he heard Jin chuckle. Kame removed the pillow, placed it down on Jin's side before his fingers held on to the hem of Jin's shirt. Removing Jin's shirt was a chore. Kame didn’t know what happened that made Jin a child. Jin put his arms up and that was all he did. Kame huffed and puffed as he pulled up Jin's shirt. When it finally came off, Kame looked at Jin's torso and Jin must have seen him staring because he heard him say, "I know you want me."
Kame smirked. "I always do," he said, bending down to kiss Jin on the lips. He didn't have to coax Jin because Jin returned his kisses the minute Kame licked the side of Jin's lips. They always start like that; tasting each other and getting their nerves worked up.
It didn't take long for Kame to explore Jin's body. He licked and sucked on a nipple until it hardened and he felt Jin stir every time his tongue darted out to lick the nub. Hearing no complaints, Kame moved to the other nipple then licked and sucked, Jin moaning in appreciation. Glancing down, he looked at Jin's pants. Kame felt a bit coyer when he saw that familiar bulge in Jin's pants. With a last kiss on Jin's nipple, Kame shifted and undid Jin's buckle and pants, removing everything that was on his way.
Kame knew Jin had times when he did not want to wear an underwear. This day was one of those and Kame had to suppress a laugh because whenever Jin did that, it only meant that Jin wanted to have sex.
"You're taking too long." Jin whined, hands folded behind his head. He gave Kame his familiar smirk that Kame had twice admitted that he found sexy. "Hey Kame, don't you think that being oversexed is bad for our he-" Kame’s hand ran over Jin’s crotch and his attention returned to Jin’s nipples and it made Jin stop talking nonsense. Jin groaned when Kame sucked hard and Kame started moving his hips against Jin's, which only fueled the fire that's already consuming him.
When Kame had his fill, he traced Jin's body with his lips, following the trail of hair leading down to Jin's navel.
"Kame..." Jin's breathy whisper came and Kame answered with a lick around the outer navel, sucking on the skin gently. Warm mouth against cold skin and Jin's getting so turned on he wanted Kame to give him head the soonest time possible. But Kame's a tease and Jin knew that so when Kame's hand closed around him, Jin held his breath, waiting for those familiar strokes that would give him pleasure. "Kame..."
"Hmm?" Kame asked, licking his lower lip and Jin's eyes were fixed on his tongue. "What is it, Jin?"
"Please." Jin's voice was low and Kame gripped him tighter, hand moving up and down on him, once, twice, thrice, and all Jin could do was beg. "Please, Kame."
"Did you have fun watching your female audience?" Kame inquired, ignoring Jin's quickening breaths. Jin must have had his audience at his palms earlier, but most of the time, Kame knew he was the one who had Jin at his. Jin never left. Wouldn't. Couldn't. Kame couldn't either. Wouldn't. Never.
"I was watching you," Jin answered. Everytime he performed, Kame came and when he caught sight of him, Jin would have his eyes set only on Kame as if they were the only ones in the world. There's the rush of adrenaline in his veins and Kame standing there, probably listening to him sing and when their eyes met, it was enough to brighten Jin's world up.
"I know you do," Kame replied then he shifted, mouth pressing against the skin of Jin's inner thigh. Kame gave Jin teasing flicks of his tongue before licking Jin's cock; both of them filled with desire.
It didn't take long for Jin - such an impatient ass he was - to strip off Kame's clothes. With practiced expertise, he had pulled all of them off Kame. Jin maneuvered them so as to have him positioned on top, crawling between Kame's beautiful, spread-eagled legs. He licked under the foreskin of Kame's hard cock, loving the feel of it on his tongue, in his mouth. He heard Kame moan and Jin moved to taste Kame's length, up and down, lingering around the head which had Kame's breaths shallow and short.
Kame moved his hips and Jin felt like gagging when Kame hit his throat. He glanced up at Kame and he saw him, beautiful and messed up with desire, and Jin just had to feel Kame inside of him. Having Kame felt like being grounded to reality. Just like when they were younger.
Jin moved up and kissed Kame on the lips. "I want you," he said, voice raspy and lust-filled then Kame kissed him, pushing him to lie down on the bed. The minute Kame's weight was removed on top of him, Jin groaned, protesting without words only to gasp out loud when he felt Kame's tongue down where it shouldn't be. Jin closed his eyes, embarrassed with the way his body reacted with every lick Kame made. With more fumbling, Jin got the lube out of the bedside drawer and handed it to Kame.
"Use that."
Kame laughed. "But you tasted so good, love." Jin felt his face heat up, what with Kame sounding like a pervert. Kame tried to fight back his laughter to not ruin the mood.
Jin pulled Kame to kiss Kame again and this time the kiss was hotter, wetter, and more demanding. His hands explored around Kame's body while Kame prepared him, gently and with much care. Jin moved his hips, rubbing their crotches together then he heard Kame
moan out loud. It was always music to Jin's ears.
"Did I hurt you?" Kame asked when he heard Jin gasp as he entered two fingers to loosen Jin up.
"Yes," Jin admitted. "But I'll kill you if you stop." Jin buried his face in the crook of Kame's neck, spreading his legs a bit wider to help Kame.
"I love you," Kame whispered in his ear and Jin knew what was about to come. It had become like their private code. Jin was consumed with anticipation. He felt Kame lift his legs to his shoulder, paying them soft butterfly kisses. Jin knew that he was such a girl for liking the attention. Kame licked under his knees, sending electricity through Jin's body.
When Jin felt Kame slowly pushing inside of him, he still had to force himself to relax. It's a bit painful but Jin said nothing. He wanted Kame to take him. He wanted Kame to own him.
Kame pressed forward, leaning his weight onto Jin. He whispered words to Jin that the public would never have the chance to hear and they worked like magic on a raging sea. It always calmed Jin, assured him that Kame would never let go no matter the distance between them. Kame would always, always stay, come back, despite the games Jin played to fool everyone else. Kame was the one who owned his heart.
The pain was slowly replaced with pleasure. He was completely inside. Jin reached up and kissed the tip of Kame's nose, tasting Kame's sweat as he licked on his lower lip.
"Move," Jin said and Kame did as told. Jin relished in the knowledge that he was the only one who knew that Kame fucked hard, almost ruthless and rough and Jin was lost in abandon, moaning, grunting, and panting loudly. Jin couldn't care less of anyone who heard.
It was consuming both Jin and Kame - the lust, the passion, the desire - the love. It didn't take long for them to reach their climax. Kame was panting in Jin's neck, mouth angled just right above Jin's collarbone. Kame could feel Jin's breathing; hard and fast, chest rising and falling in time with his. Kame couldn't resist and he kissed Jin on the lips.
"You planned this, didn't you?" Kame asked knowingly. Lately, Jin loved practicing his acting skills and must have decided to act drunk. Kame already gave up on understanding Jin's logic.
"Kinda," Jin said with a smirk. "I had a feeling you would ignore me because according to you, I'm busy ogling the women who attended the concert."
"You were," Kame said. "I saw how you looked at them."
"I was looking for you, moron." Jin laughed, rolling over to pin Kame on the bed.
Kame shrugged, a faint hint of smile curling the side of his lips. "I can never trust an idiot, you know."
"Stubborn ass." Jin laughed.
"Always am."
"Why don't we take a shower," Jin asked, "and continue there instead?
"Okay," Kame agreed, smirking at Jin.
Jin chuckled then kissed Kame on the lips again. He stared at Kame’s eyes and Kame’s eyes were gentle and warm; happy. It was like they were back in their younger years and nothing mattered except for them.
"Let's go to the park and watch the stars again sometime, Kazu."
"I'd love that."
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A/N: Again, happy birthday, Rina! <3