[ MGS ][ Snake/Otacon ]
Fandom: Metal Gear Solid.
Characters/Pairings: Snake/Otacon.
Rating: R.
Warnings: Implied sex.
Notes: For the MGS kink meme.
The first thing he hears is:
OW -- Snake, what are you doing!?
so apparently, he's gotten something wrong.
I thought men liked this sort of thing.
Well -- they do! Just -- I -- I'm not a grenade or something --
Snake just looks at him, bewildered, and Otacon stares back, his expression matching the one on his partner's face.
Do you hold yourself that hard when you -- you know -- ?
Oh. Snake glances downward, then looks up again, completely serious. So you're saying, ease up on the grip.
Yes! Well not too much but --
What about speed and power?
What?
Friction? Technique?
You make this sound like -- oh -- oh God, what are we doing --
Trying to have sex, Snake reminds him.
Yes, Snake, I knew that --
Otacon buries his face in a pillow and groans as Snake watches, more calmly amused than anything else, then huffs when he looks up and sees Snake's expression.
Look -- here, you try -- let me try --
Snake correctly interprets Otacon's embarrassed hand-flailing as a request for him to draw back and he listens, lying back and propping himself up on his elbows as his partner slides over and starts fumbling over more than caressing him.
Um -- okay. So --
How did this work again? Kissing. Kissing is always good, right? And then necks. It's always necks in yaoi manga. And chests. Stomachs. Nipples? Nipples. Oh god, nipples. Why. What the heck is he supposed to do with them?
Staring is apparently not the answer.
Uh -- Hal?
Yes?
What are you doing?
I don't kn -- is it working?
Both of them check.
Nope.
Look, Hal --
Wait -- let me try --
No -- look --
Maybe if I --
Hal.
Otacon looks up as Snake grabs him by both arms, forcing him to stop with the awkward rubbing and groping and poking, and sighs.
I don't think I'm very good at this.
You say that like I'm an expert.
Well --
He cuts off when Snake pulls him into a hug -- nothing more -- okay, they can do this, they've hugged before. Just not, you know, naked, but -- just a hug. Okay. Otacon relaxes a little, almost comfortable, until Snake says,
Talk to me.
-- what?
Just... talk. I like hearing you talk.
Um -- about what?
Anything.
We-ll -- there's this anime I'm watching, it's called Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann, and --
He can almost hear Snake's pained expression.
Something other than anime?
Like what?
Something more appropriate to the situation.
Oh! Like -- oh! Uh. A-ahn?
What?
Ahn?
What the hell is ahn?
I don't know! The guys in yaoi manga say stuff like that all the t --
Hal.
Dave?
Just tell me you love me again.
Okay.
Deep breath.
I love you -- Dave.
A smile.
I love you too.
They stay like that for a few minutes, lying silently in each other's arms, until they both start getting sticky and sweaty and Otacon sits up again with a sigh --
I don't think that worked too well.
Me neither.
Let's try this again --
and brushes his hair out of his face, replacing his glasses resolutely on his nose.
-- after we search Google.
Good idea.
Characters/Pairings: Snake/Otacon.
Rating: R.
Warnings: Implied sex.
Notes: For the MGS kink meme.
The first thing he hears is:
OW -- Snake, what are you doing!?
so apparently, he's gotten something wrong.
I thought men liked this sort of thing.
Well -- they do! Just -- I -- I'm not a grenade or something --
Snake just looks at him, bewildered, and Otacon stares back, his expression matching the one on his partner's face.
Do you hold yourself that hard when you -- you know -- ?
Oh. Snake glances downward, then looks up again, completely serious. So you're saying, ease up on the grip.
Yes! Well not too much but --
What about speed and power?
What?
Friction? Technique?
You make this sound like -- oh -- oh God, what are we doing --
Trying to have sex, Snake reminds him.
Yes, Snake, I knew that --
Otacon buries his face in a pillow and groans as Snake watches, more calmly amused than anything else, then huffs when he looks up and sees Snake's expression.
Look -- here, you try -- let me try --
Snake correctly interprets Otacon's embarrassed hand-flailing as a request for him to draw back and he listens, lying back and propping himself up on his elbows as his partner slides over and starts fumbling over more than caressing him.
Um -- okay. So --
How did this work again? Kissing. Kissing is always good, right? And then necks. It's always necks in yaoi manga. And chests. Stomachs. Nipples? Nipples. Oh god, nipples. Why. What the heck is he supposed to do with them?
Staring is apparently not the answer.
Uh -- Hal?
Yes?
What are you doing?
I don't kn -- is it working?
Both of them check.
Nope.
Look, Hal --
Wait -- let me try --
No -- look --
Maybe if I --
Hal.
Otacon looks up as Snake grabs him by both arms, forcing him to stop with the awkward rubbing and groping and poking, and sighs.
I don't think I'm very good at this.
You say that like I'm an expert.
Well --
He cuts off when Snake pulls him into a hug -- nothing more -- okay, they can do this, they've hugged before. Just not, you know, naked, but -- just a hug. Okay. Otacon relaxes a little, almost comfortable, until Snake says,
Talk to me.
-- what?
Just... talk. I like hearing you talk.
Um -- about what?
Anything.
We-ll -- there's this anime I'm watching, it's called Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann, and --
He can almost hear Snake's pained expression.
Something other than anime?
Like what?
Something more appropriate to the situation.
Oh! Like -- oh! Uh. A-ahn?
What?
Ahn?
What the hell is ahn?
I don't know! The guys in yaoi manga say stuff like that all the t --
Hal.
Dave?
Just tell me you love me again.
Okay.
Deep breath.
I love you -- Dave.
A smile.
I love you too.
They stay like that for a few minutes, lying silently in each other's arms, until they both start getting sticky and sweaty and Otacon sits up again with a sigh --
I don't think that worked too well.
Me neither.
Let's try this again --
and brushes his hair out of his face, replacing his glasses resolutely on his nose.
-- after we search Google.
Good idea.