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... )
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That's it, Kame decides, enough is enough. Koki has been strange recently. He's always insisting on sitting next to Kame in class all the time, even for History of Sparkly Magic Creatures, which Kame knows Koki hates, or stuffing food down his stomach, or shooing away everyone who bothers Kame while he's studying. Kame doesn't really mind Koki being such a nice friend, if only he wasn't offering Kame lifts home every night, even though Kame lives half an hour further away from their university than Koki does.
"Koki," he starts, "You need to stop this."
Koki is lazily sprawled on the couch and looks up from the magazine he's reading. He doesn't really know what Kame wants now. "What are you talking about?"
"This," Kame gestures. "You're getting too close to me. I don't like it. You know I don't like you and how I have a fucking jealous boyfriend and oh god, if Ji-"
He stops short. The words are choking in his mouth; they're like belligerent animals, refusing to come out, going crazy in his throat. "Ji--" Kame tries again, but the word isn't budging. He squeezes his eyes shut with pure effort, and tries again.
"JI-- ALMIGHTY AND HANDSOME LORD," and Kame would have begun to doubt his sanity if it weren't for Koki standing there goggle-eyed, looking at Kame like he's suddenly grown eight legs, "of the Great Above," emerging as a small croak at the back of his throat where his voice goes to die in disbelief.
"What the fuck, Ji--Almighty and Handsome Lord of the Great Abo--" Kame mutters to himself, "--Akanishi, fucking hell," completely ignoring Koki, who has recovered admirably and is now cooing concernedly over his shoulder. "You're getting fucked to hell and back."
From behind the door, Jin is smiling. He tucks his wand back into his pocket, and walks away. He's already bought the lube for tonight.
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Jin can do anything he wants, really. dkfjakdg
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Angry sex is the best sex XD
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It couldn't be any more perfect than this. Oh Jin....
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ALSKNLGINALSKND DEVIOUS!JIN AND THE LUBE AND ALMIGHTY AND HANDSOME LORD OF THE GREAT ABOVE.
AND LUBE.
...Is there possibly an extension of this where Kame actually faces down with him because seriously. Seriously. Priceless. *_* Imagine Kame mocking him with his own title. Jin does not foresee this turn of events.
GA
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Because Kame is totally going to top in the end and Jin is going to get fucked hands down on the floor and totally not, um, being above.
Unfortunately I cannot write porn for fuck. Sorry adjgkljfhgjfhg :/
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Jin pauses in his charm drawing and shivers from the pleasant tingling down his spine, the kind that generally signals dread. Except in this case, what he's dreading and what he wantsâ”has wanted for a very long time, actuallyâ”are one and the same. At least, they will be if he plays his cards right.
He turns slowly and regards Kame, who is lounging languidly against the doorway, eyes hooded and heavy with danger, looking like he wants to eat Jin alive.
Oh, yes. Definitely what he wants.
"So," he says again in a low purr. "What have you been up to lately?"
Jin gulps before grinning cheekily. "Just a bit of spell work. You know. The usual. Nothing big."
"Uh-huh. Nothing big." Kame prowls into the room, a deliberate sway in his hips that reminds Jin of some big jungle cat, and corners him against the table. "Care to explain about certain⦠speech defects that have cropped up lately?"
"Speech defects?" Jin asks innocently. He is toeing a thin line, he knows, but the thrill of seeing anger flash in Kame's eyes from this kind of proximity is so worth it. "What speech defects?"
"Don't play with me, Mr. Almighty and Handsome Lord of the Great Above," Kame spits, and Jin never thought it could sound like that, mocking and spiteful but so fucking hot.
He leans back on the table, sheets of calculations crumpling under his sweaty hands, but Kame just presses closer, until Jin is all but laying on the surface.
"I didn't know you thought so highly of me," he says, but it's not as impish as he'd wanted it to be because it's breathy and embarrassingly turned on but Kame Kame ohgod Kame.
His boyfriend studies him for a solid, pregnant minute, eyes glinting with a violent kind of interest, then shoves him down that last inch. Jin gasps as his feet leave the ground, putting him entirely at Kame's mercy.
"Trust me," he murmurs softly from only centimeters away. Kame's hand is a warm, firm weight again his chest, and his smile is terrifying. "I don't."
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WHERE IS THE REST
I WANT TO ADOPT YOU AND luciene
MAY I MAY I MAY I
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We are. Um. Slowly working on the rest...? :D?
GA
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GA
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you kill me dead with every comment fic i hope you know
don't (u) ever stop
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