THE AKAME MASS COMMENT FICCY THING
Prompt. Write. Stalk. Pimp.
HAVE AT IT.
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Encouraged by the silence, he adds details to his story, how a girl had allowed Jin to lift up her shirt to see the tattoo on her back, how he'd had to dance with a chair after losing the drinking game - "I totally took some steps from 16 seconds, Kame, you should've seen them looking at me when I kissed my - well, I didn't have a tie, so I used my belt!"
"Oh, I think I can imagine," Kame says pleasantly, and Jin finally notices something... off... about the other boy and breaks off from his breathless narrative. "Kame?" he asks, voice lowering in his caution and bites his lower lip at the ensuing silence. He widens his eyes as something occurs to him.
"You're not mad I stole the steps from your solo, are you?" he asks anxiously. "Except I couldn't really help it, it's kind of tangled together in my mind whenever I think of a chair, you know, and even when I was doing it, I was thinking of you, you know, and, uh." He trails off, wincing how that statement had sounded and hurries to correct it. "I, um, didn't mean it like that."
"I'm sure you didn't," Kame murmurs at last, and there's a definite smile in his voice, and Jin heaves a sigh of relief. "So," Kame continues, "I'm sure it wouldn't make any difference to you if I say I'm sitting on my wooden dining chair with my shirt unbuttoned."
Jin inhales, a sharp intake of breath that he hopes didn't make it all the way to Japan.
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Your ICON! *dying* I MUST friend you!
I must! XD
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FRIEND AWAY! :D
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Kaaame, why don't you talk to meeee GOD SO CUTE KSADFJADSJSAFI LOVE JIN
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JIN. 16 seconds. OMG sdfjgas you are amazing. :( Is there more to this?
♥
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kdsjfgsa I KNOW. look how our baby has grown. ;_; all of a sudden it sort of went out of control and eljay wasn't sending notifications and it was insane. you did well pimping it. *__*
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"Th- there weren't that many people there," Jin responds - God, how lame was that - and immediately wants to slap himself very hard.
"Really." Jin hears something clink on the other side and wonders if Kame's taking off his belt now, and has to close his eyes very tightly to get rid of the mental image. Or keep it there, he's not too sure of himself at this point. But Kame's still talking. "Perhaps you could show me how to play strip poker. I'd even let you use my chair. And maybe use your belt to tie you up, since you seem to like them both so much."
Jin has to sit down on the bed before he can even think of replying to that. "I can't play poker with my hands behind my back," Jin points out, voice weak.
The throaty laugh that filters through the phone has the hair on his neck standing up. "I never said anything about your tying your hands behind your back. Although..." Kame hums thoughtfully and Jin's really glad Kame can't see him because his face must be about three kinds of red by now. "Although I'm in no way averse to the idea, if you want it so much."
"I really don't," Jin emphasizes strongly (he hopes), but then has to take a minute to imagine how it would be, with Kame straddling him, his shirt half open and their hips grinding into each other's and Kame's eyes intense, so intense, burning, boring into his own. He shivers in place, a shuddering breath gasping out despite himself.
"I'd open the buttons on your shirt really slowly," Kame whispers. "Really, really slowly, because I want to take my time with you, I love taking my time with you." Kame's voice turns sharp, hungry, and Jin stifles a whimper. "And you'd make noises just like that, and bite on your lips to try and stop them from coming out." Kame takes a breath and Jin gasps. "Are you doing that now, Jin?"
Jin clutches the bedsheet in one hand and mutely shakes his head before realizing that Kame can't see him, can't see him and so he has to physically unclench his jaw and stammer out a negation. But Kame's already talking.
"You are, aren't you," Kame murmurs, and Jin breathes raggedly in response. "I want to tangle my fingers in the hair at your neck and pull your head back and lick and suck the skin at your collarbones and wind you up until you start begging. I love it when I can do that, I love it when I make you beg for me, Jin," he whispers, and here Jin can't keep himself from arching up into a phantom touch and moaning.
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sjfgaksfjbafjnADLKJHflsjfkn ARE YOU SERIOUS. You are killing me. Carry on, pls. *__*
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I'm feeling a little distressed because I can't form a more coherent response for the fics in this meme. ;_; I'll try to think of something beyond incoherent gurgles soon.
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this meme was the best idea evar even if i say so myself
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