You post -anonymously- a kink request that you’ve always wanted to see. Something you really want but don’t necessarily want to admit to.
Random people come by, read the request, and write a ficlet to order. And post it as a reply to the comment, also anonymously.
Multiple replies (ficlets) to requests are welcome, nay! Encouraged.
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Well. That was helpful. Gojyo turned his head to see of there was any way he could reach, but Hakkai thrusts were speeding up, quick and hard in the way he now knew meant that he was close to the edge. He waited until Hakkai shuddered, then leaned up as he stilled and kissed him, hard, tongue darting between sharp teeth. The sound Hakkai made was pure pleasure, and he kissed back ruthlessly, one hand catching in Gojyo’s hair, the other...
...The other reaching out, then pressing three hard, cool objects into Gojyo’s hand. Without hesitation, Gojyo snapped first one, then a second limiter onto Hakkai’s ear, but his vision greyed before he could affix the third, and his hand fell back into the grass as he passed out.
Hakkai was kneeling at his feet when he woke, dressed again in his gory clothes. Gojyo stared at him long enough for the sight to register, then glanced down at himself. He was still naked, and his expression must have betrayed his confusion.
“I...” Hakkai began, knotting his hands around themselves in his lap. “I didn’t think you... I wouldn’t have insulted you by touching you again.” The words fell out in a rush, to be replaced by a wide, shaky smile.
Oh. Oh. ...Oh for fuck’s sake.
“Gimme a hand up,” he whispered, his throat raw and sore. Hakkai was beside him in an instant, extending a hand.
“You really shouldn’t...” was all he had time for before Gojyo grabbed his wrist and yanked him down for a kiss. He wanted it to be a hard kiss, all teeth and tongue and ‘see, I’m not so fragile’ aggression, but instead it was sweet, and soft, and very tired, and not at all what he meant to say. Not at all what he meant to admit. His hand slipped from Hakkai’s arm and, his energy spent, he sagged against Hakkai’s chest.
“Next time,” he breathed, mouth resting over the pulse point in Hakkai’s neck, pointedly ignoring the way Hakkai tensed at the words. “Next time, you’re buyin’ me dinner first.”
There was a long silence, then Hakkai raised a shaking hand to comb Gojyo’s hair out of his face. “Oh, Gojyo. I--”
With a sigh, Gojyo closed his eyes and pulled Hakkai down into another kiss before either of them could say anything else stupid.
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...is it bad that the only thing I could think at reading that was 'I don't think you're gonna be WALKING away from that one either...' *innocent look* kekeke
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asdfjldskjGojyo. I'd hug him, but Hakkai might eat me.
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that was amazing. I love that poor Yang was thinking about early retirement, and the Jien flashback, and that Hakkai gave Gojyo his limiters to put back on, and that the ending just made me feel all squishy with happiness, even after bloody no-lube battlefield sex.
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(And lolzimproperfractions! =P)
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*hugs Hakkai and Gojyo*
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