THE AKAME MASS COMMENT FICCY THING
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“Hah! That’s a matter of opinion,” Koki snickered as he adjusted the red bandana on his head; the smirk not leaving his lips. “Now shut the hell up so we can get back to our chess.”
Koki turned back around, shifting his weight atop of the crate, as he looked back down at the board on top of the barrel, just in time to see Ueda knock his knight off onto the ground with a deft flick of the wrist.
“Checkmate,” Ueda said with a pleasant grin on his face, and Koki glared at him.
“Oh fuck...,” Koki cursed, “I was so close too!”
“... You were down to your last knight and king... what did you think your chances of winning were,” Nakamaru asked, purposefully rubbing salt in his wounds, and Koki glared at him.
“Rematch,” he said, and before Ueda could respond, Jin’s voice ripped through the momentary silence.
“LET ME GO,” Jin screamed, and he banged on the bars so hard they shook from the force of his strength.
“Shut up! You’re ruining the mood,” Koki snapped, and Jin glared at him.
“I will if you’d just let me out of this godforsaken CELL,” Jin shrieked, and Koki threw an old boot at him.
“You’re a prisoner, not a guest, so shut the hell up,” Koki said, “unless you want me to feed you to the sharks.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” Jin said dangerously, and Koki returned his glare with equal intensity.
“Don’t try me.”
Jin stuck his tongue out at him childishly, taunting him, and somehow that annoyed Koki so much that he was ready to pull his sword out when Ueda’s voice reverberated through the thick air.
“The captain wants to see the prisoner,” Ueda said, and the annoyance once gracing Koki's features quickly washed over before he snickered happily as he re-sheathed his sword
“Oh this should be good,” he said with an evil smirk on his face, and the cell, suddenly felt a lot more cozy.
* * *
Jin’s hands were bound together by thick, heavy shackles that reeked of old rustic metal, and Ueda pulled him along towards the captain’s cabin, where Kame was. When they walked inside (after Ueda knocked, of course), they say Kame standing in front of the mirror, adjusting the hat on his head as he gazed happily at his own reflection.
“Is he here already,” Kame asked, not even bothering to turn around and look himself.
“Yeah... stripped, and bound, just the way you like them,” Ueda said, and he could barely hide the smirk on his face.
“Perfect,” Kame said, and he spun around; his head was tilted to the side as he stared at Jin up and down, taking in the sight of Jin’s bare form. What a beautiful image.
“He’s all yours,” Ueda said, and he tossed the end of the chain onto the floor; excusing himself before he locked the door behind him and left.
“Well, I guess it’s just you and me now,” Kame said, and he licked his lips hungrily. “Lets make the best of our time together, shall we?”
Jin swallowed hard, and he backed up, but there was nowhere to run; nowhere to hide from Kame’s lustful glares, and ravenous touch.
* * *
Kame slid a finger down along Jin’s spinal cord; trailing a path lower and lower until he reached the cleft of his rear, and his finger brushed past his entrance. Jin was shuddering from Kame’s touch, and when he felt Kame push a finger inside, all coherency was pushed from his mind.
“You’re not as innocent as you look,” Kame said with just a hint of teasing in his words, and Jin’s muscles clenched tightly around Kame’s fingers.
“Not with you calling me up here every night,” Jin muttered, and a moan quickly left his lips as Kame thrust his fingers even deeper inside; brushing past his prostate with one quick drive.
After a short while of prepping, Kame removed his fingers and Jin nearly whimpered from the lack of Kame’s touch from inside. Kame removed the clothes off his back, leaving his captain’s hat for last, and instead of placing the last item on top of the pile, he placed it on Jin’s head instead before he pushed his shaft inside, and screwed him senseless from behind; unable to stop the moans from leaving his lips.
Sex was always a bit hotter when authority was at his mercy.
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