THE AKAME MASS COMMENT FICCY THING REDUX! (#1)
It's that time of the year...
Same as last time. You know what to do.
PROMPT. WRITE. PIMP. STALK.
Go!
You can: prompt even if you don't plan to write; prompt/write any rating from g to nc-17; prompt/write drama incarnations of akame. you don't need to be prompted to write ;)
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Same as last time. You know what to do.
PROMPT. WRITE. PIMP. STALK.
Go!
You can: prompt even if you don't plan to write; prompt/write any rating from g to nc-17; prompt/write drama incarnations of akame. you don't need to be prompted to write ;)
This entry:→ Is always second from the top ( Read more... )
But he wants to see how far he can push Kame, how far he’ll go before giving up - and if Jin’s right about what Kame wants, he’s sure that Kame would go pretty damn far for it.
Jin’s right hand disappears in the folds of his jacket, and after a little searching he takes out a rolled up, sealed parchment, the paper creased and slightly yellow around the edges.
“Raise,” Jin whispers, and Kame’s eyes flash with recognition and barely concealed excitement in the flickering lights.
Bingo.
Kame tears off another piece of paper, quickly writes down something and Jin’s mouth goes dry as he reads Kame’s offer.
“That’s a call,” Kame says and indicates to Shige that it’s showdown.
They turn all cards up, and Shige quietly whistles as he sees Kame’s four of a kind. Queen quads.
Kame looks up at Jin with an indulging smile, but upon seeing Jin’s satisfied, giddy expression, his victory speech catches in his throat and his pulse starts to race.
Jin shows him his cards, and Kame freezes while Shige swears.
Jin still has a pair, all right. He also has an ace-high straight flush.
Royal flush.
“Guess you don’t know enough about me yet, Kamenashi,” Jin winks as he collects his prize, leaving only the torn off papers in his hands as he stands from their table.
“The pretty little waitress will have to wait for her turn,” Jin hums as he reads the words on the parchments again.
Hands. Tongue and mouth.
Body.
... and there's sex but that'll be posted later sdfghj. *goes to eat*
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Poor Shige's life is so hard.
And they are HOT PIRATES. You are wonderful, can't wait for the next part to come :)
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I've played poker before quite a few times, but idk if any of those versions were played by the ~official rules~, so :/. I'm going with what I know.
Shige just ninja'd himself in, I swear.
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dfhs I love you, I'm so happy you're writing this.
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And the sex is posted now sdfgh.
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“You’re good with your hands,” Jin says, panting, as he tries to take a hold on the rumpled sheets.
“I’m good with my mouth too,” Kame breathes over Jin’s balls while his free hand strokes one of Jin’s thighs, and Jin jerks at the sensation.
“Fuck. I hate how you know what I like,” Jin presses out between clenched teeth and Kame smirks while he licks Jin’s balls.
“On the contrary, I think you love it.”
Jin chokes on his retort when Kame runs the tip of his tongue over the slit of Jin’s cock, and laps at the wetness gathering there, swirling his tongue around the head before taking it into his mouth. Jin watches behind half-lowered lashes as Kame slowly takes him in deeper, Jin’s cock disappearing between those perfect lips and he groans at the sudden feel of wet and warm heat. Kame licks, sucks, and hums while still keeping up the strokes around the base, and Jin’s hand moves towards Kame’s head to guide him, to keep him still while he fucks his mouth slow and hard, but the sudden, warning scrape of teeth against his flesh makes him hesitate.
Kame’s eyes lock onto Jin’s, his stare heavy and scalding as he licks Jin’s cock, and Jin knows that this isn’t the Kame who is arching his back under him on all fours, pressing back on Jin’s thrusts while making little, needy sounds in the back of his throat as he asks Jin to fuck him harder and faster, Jin obeying his every breathy command.
This is the Kame who throws Jin on his back and takes him, barely leaving enough time for Jin’s brain to catch up with what’s happening in the haze of pleasure-pain, his hips snapping loudly against Jin’s skin, his hands leaving bruised fingerprints on Jin’s hips as he bites down on Jin’s shoulder to muffle his groans.
Jin’s too far gone to even think about objecting as a wet finger slowly slides behind his balls, and he opens his legs wider in invitation. They’ve gotten over the who-is-more-captain-enough-to-top fights years before, as it’d be stupid to argue over something like that when they can spend so little time together as it is.
The rest of the night is a blur, scattered flashes of scraping fingernails and sharp bites as Jin shudders and trembles in pleasure while Kame drives into him, hard and fast, over and over again. Jin knows he should stay awake when his body is cooling down, the sweat drying on his clammy skin, but his post-orgasm haze along with the previously consumed alcohol makes him sluggish and lethargic, and he’s fast asleep before his breathing has completely gone back to normal.
...one more and it's done I swear.
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“Fuck, Jin,” Yamapi starts in a very irritated and very loud tone. “You are a stupid, stupid idiot. Fuck you to hell and back.”
“Good morning to you too,” Jin mumbles, his voice scratchy and hoarse as he shuts his eyes and presses his fingers to his forehead.
“Kamenashi is gone, you stupid fuck,” the other continues, without pause. “Kamenashi is gone, you hear me? His crew gone, his ship gone, his everything gone.”
“And,” Jin blinks, his brain still fogged with sleep, “why are you flipping out?”
Yamapi sighs and counts silently to ten, while Ryo lazily strolls into the room.
“Jin, you’re so, so fucked,” he says in greeting.
“Yeah, that’s the deal. I just collected my prize,” Jin snorts while rolling over.
“No, you idiot,” Yamapi interrupts. “Kamenashi is gone. Probably with the map.”
Jin nods as he stretches languidly on the bed.
“He would be. It’s Kame, after all.”
Yamapi gapes, but recovers quickly. “Explain.”
“Kame may have the map to the locker, but he doesn’t have the one to the key,” Jin yawns. “I’ve hid it in one of the hidden pockets of your red trousers before we docked. It’s still safe on the ship with Tegoshi.”
Yamapi visibly calms down at hearing that Tegoshi is guarding their priced possession.
“He can sell it to a third party for quite a sum after he gets it,” Yamapi says, still a little grumpy.
“Then we’ll steal the locker from that third party,” Jin shrugs while he sits up.
They still got the map to the key, he won a nice amount of gold which should last them for a good few weeks, and they can sell the jewelry at their next destination, probably at civilian trading dock. And he got to have amazing sex with Kame.
In Jin’s book, he’s as good as he can be.
He looks around the room and locates his clothes, but frowns when he doesn’t see the stuffed bags next to his discarded trousers.
“Wait, where is the stuff I won yesterday?”
Yamapi rolls his eyes, while Ryo laughs as Jin tries to untangle himself from the sheets and get out of the bed.
“What. You really believed Kamenashi would only take the map with him?” Yamapi asks, his voice laced with fond exasperation.
Jin curses as he falls off the bed and stumbles to his clothes, his eyes glued to the white paper resting on his boots. He picks it up with trembling hands, chewing on his lower lip while he folds it out and Kame’s neat, clear strokes greet him good morning.
Took the map and your prize. I think what I did covered more than what you bet, judging from the noises you made, so this is your call to make the bet even. See you around.
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I'll, uh, try. XD
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♥♥♥
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Sigh. So demanding. I am waiting to be inspired. You should give prompts...:P
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This is very true...aksjk good :DDD
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