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... )
Kame bites him hard on the collarbone, but Jin can't even muster the energy to scream anymore, just moans and enjoys the soothing kisses Kame presses into his throat afterward.
Distantly, he can hear Kame's soft grunts in his ear, feel the soft tickle of Kame's hair in his face, the strain of his muscles where he's leaning so closely to Jin that he may as well be lying on him. The heat between them is almost unbearable, worse than sitting in a sauna in midsummer, and Jin can't even remember what cool air feels like against his skin.
When Kame reaches between them and begins jerking him off slowly, and Jin finds that he does have enough left in him to yell again. He forgets about the spell for a minute and is surprised when his fingers obediently clamp onto Kame's shoulder.
Fuck, that bastard, took the spell off and didn't even say a fucking word.
But Jin can't bring himself to bitch about regaining his faculties of mobility. Instead, he clamps his legs around Kame's back to make sure that he's not going anywhere any time soon because then he'd have to kill someone and throws his other arm around Kame's neck and clings, holding on for dear life and possibly his own sanity.
It's over in minutes, the addition of Kame's hand on his cock ratcheting up the tension that's been stringing him along for what feels like forever at an exponential rate. He finally comes, so hard that he feels like his back will break in two, darkness exploding across his vision as milky white splatters over his chest.
With a couple more thrusts, Kame stills as well, breathing harsh and stuttered. He slows to a gentle stop and gives Jin a last, chaste kiss before immediately collapsing on top of him, sprawled in an undignified mass of angles, head resting on Jin's chest.
"…Fuck," Jin breathes as his heart hammers away. Kame groans in agreement.
"Fuck," he says again. "Get off. You're heavy, and it's fucking hot."
Kame groans again in protest before obliging him, pulling out and landing in a heap on the floor because his legs are too unsteady to hold his weight. Jin slides off the table, wincing at the loud crack his back gives and curls up beside him.
The silence between them is uncomfortable, and even though Kame's eyes are closed, Jin can feel him the worry radiating off of him, afraid of having crossed too many lines, of having hurt Jin. He reaches over with a leaden arm and pokes Kame in the cheek.
"Hey," he murmurs. "You made me cry. I think that means you owe me dinner."
Yaaaaaay, pillowtalk. :D
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*FANGIRLING YOU TWO LIKE WHOA*
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ajdjfgdfhgsfg pillowtalk.
but isn't it over already....
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GA
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JUST SO I CAN MAKE YOU WRITE THAT OMAKE.
also, aren't you supposed to be in bed by now
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x.x 12:30, it's not that bad, right. [should start fixing her late night habit...]
GA
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It is lunchtime where I am now. XD
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GA
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"It'd better be a good dinner though," he muses, because his eyes are still smarting and he's still not going to forgive Kame that easily. "I want sea urchin, cow's tongue, the best sashimi on earth,"
Kame is smiling indulgently and agreeing to everything he says, so-- naturally-- Jin smirks and finishes. "And, I want poached souffle."
Kame huffs incredulously, the short outtake of breath blowing over Jin's skin. He shivers a little. "Jin, that doesn't even exist."
"You don't know that." Jin replies indignantly. He tries weakly to sit up and glare at Kame but his arms are still wobbly and he falls right back onto Kame's chest. "Bastard, you just don't want to find it for me!"
Kame closes his eyes in defeat as he gathers Jin close to him. "You're impossible," he breathes into Jin's hair.
"I'm not. If you didn't spell me with First Aid Magic spells, seriously Kame, what the fuck, you wouldn't have to buy me dinner in the first place!"
Kame doesn't get a chance to tell Jin it started with him in the first place, when Jin wriggles out from under Kame's arms and props himself up again.
"You'd better, though," his eyes narrowing dangerously. "Because next time, it's my turn."
Kame can't help thinking that turnabout really is fair play.
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Just. Probably not from us, ne. x.x
GA
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(Your comment thread of doom was marvelous ♥)
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(XD ♥!)
GA
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XD
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:D I figured we ought to take advantage of the magic, ne.
GA
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