request #1...3?
Alright, I know that this was like the last request..and yet, it's the one I finished first..but hey, that's cool..
Jin/Fuu
“Sushi”
Rated R
Notes: This turned out surprisingly sexy so I hope that's not a problem? Also, I did manage to work in the prompt but I must say, I kind of failed at sticking to it :P Hope you enjoy!
for ryza-kyasurin
Jin thought it was an absolutely preposterous situation, really. If it had happened to anyone else he would have not said a word, but silently judged their stupidity. Perhaps he would have laughed to himself, later, although that would have made him slightly pathetic.
But, no, it wasn’t someone else in his position. This time it had to be him. Which made it unbelievably wrong. He never would have thought, or dreamed, that meeting an old friend for sushi would end in her bedroom with her kimono on the floor in a pile and his lips pressed against her neck. Never, ever ever.
He could end it, he could remove his mouth from her collarbone, he could put his hakama back on and he could walk right out. But, he reasoned, she did taste undeniably sweet. And his hakama were a little too far away for him to reach. And, he glanced down surreptitiously; he wasn’t really in a good position to walk away.
Jin prided himself on being perceptive. Even if his enemies, or comrades, didn’t know it Jin always knew when the odds were against him. Usually he kept fighting anyway. And usually he won.
When his fingers drew a breathy whimper from Fuu he decided that, upon seeing her head thrown back, white neck exposed and hair trailing down her back, that perhaps this situation was a little different. Maybe this was one battle he would have to lose.
Then again, as Fuu hitched her leg over his hip, grinding her body into his, he thought, maybe he was going to win after all.
thanks for reading <3
-t
Jin/Fuu
“Sushi”
Rated R
Notes: This turned out surprisingly sexy so I hope that's not a problem? Also, I did manage to work in the prompt but I must say, I kind of failed at sticking to it :P Hope you enjoy!
for ryza-kyasurin
Jin thought it was an absolutely preposterous situation, really. If it had happened to anyone else he would have not said a word, but silently judged their stupidity. Perhaps he would have laughed to himself, later, although that would have made him slightly pathetic.
But, no, it wasn’t someone else in his position. This time it had to be him. Which made it unbelievably wrong. He never would have thought, or dreamed, that meeting an old friend for sushi would end in her bedroom with her kimono on the floor in a pile and his lips pressed against her neck. Never, ever ever.
He could end it, he could remove his mouth from her collarbone, he could put his hakama back on and he could walk right out. But, he reasoned, she did taste undeniably sweet. And his hakama were a little too far away for him to reach. And, he glanced down surreptitiously; he wasn’t really in a good position to walk away.
Jin prided himself on being perceptive. Even if his enemies, or comrades, didn’t know it Jin always knew when the odds were against him. Usually he kept fighting anyway. And usually he won.
When his fingers drew a breathy whimper from Fuu he decided that, upon seeing her head thrown back, white neck exposed and hair trailing down her back, that perhaps this situation was a little different. Maybe this was one battle he would have to lose.
Then again, as Fuu hitched her leg over his hip, grinding her body into his, he thought, maybe he was going to win after all.
thanks for reading <3
-t