Japan/Greece – samurai Japan
anonymous
September 28 2011, 16:06:29 UTC
Remember the strip where Greece said he wanted to see a samurai during a visit to Japan? Japan decides to fulfill Greece’s wish…by dressing up as a samurai himself.
Bonus: Japan gives Greece a hands-on demonstration of the practice of shudō.
It starts, as always, with a request; a simple, “I would like to visit and see samurai this time, if that’s all right with you.”
And like always, Japan replies; first with a polite bow - out of habit, of course, since Greece can’t see it as they spoke through the phone - and then with a “Ah, of course, Greece-san. I would be happy to show you.”Greece sits now, cross-legged on the zabuton, gazing out into the garden. He watches as Pochi rolls about in a pile of ginkgo leaves. Beside him, Tama has his paw
( ... )
Hagakure [2/?]
anonymous
October 5 2011, 06:10:01 UTC
A quiet laugh, and Greece’s nose crinkle with affection. “That I do.” He reaches out to run his hand slowly over the designs adorned on Japan’s armour, feeling the cold smoothness of the iron and lacquered leather before tracing a finger over the rivets shaped like cherry flowers.
“It looks very elegant,” he says, brows knitted thoughtfully. “And very complicated. It must be quite a feat alone just to put it on.”
“It may look a little overwhelming at first, but it’s really not too difficult. The full armour consists of many individual pieces, to make it easier to put on.” Here, Japan raises his arm to show Greece how the body-armour is separate from his arm guards.
Greece leans closer for a better look, intrigued. “What are they called?”
With his left hand, Japan gently takes Greece’s palm in his and guides him to feel the leather and iron plates over his shoulders. “The sode, or shoulder protectors, are suspended from the body armour itself, and can be easily removed when needed.” He then flicks the metal fastenings loose, and
( ... )
Hagakure [3/?]
anonymous
October 5 2011, 06:17:04 UTC
Japan nods then, before he slips his arms out of the kote, revealing the sleeves of robe he wears beneath the armour. He rests his right hand over the iron shell of the armour enclosed around his torso.
“The body armour itself is called the dō and this particular design is known as tosei-gusoku. The bottom of the dō is where you attach the kusazuri, a skirt made of metal plates to protect the upper thighs and hips.”
Japan trails his hand steadily, almost teasingly across his chest then, all the while keeping his eyes locked on Greece’s, his gaze intense. Greece finds himself drawn to the movement, even as he tries his best to maintain eye contact. Japan doesn’t seem to mind however, and Greece swears that he glimpsed a fleeting smirk across the corners of the other man’s lips.
When his fingers reach the left end of his torso, Japan deftly unfastens the cords that holds the armour shut and slides it off, the kusazuri clinking softly like metal chimes. A simple action as such should not be so arousing, Greece thinks to himself. But
( ... )
I actually hadn't meant to fill this at all. But well, my muse is fickle. Sorry to hear about school and life; it can so bitchy sometimes D:
Aaah no, I don't mind at all! I appreciate crit a lot actually, it really helps me to pick out what to improve on my writing. And err, I must've accidentally slipped back into past tense at some parts right? OTL
Thank you for the encouragement, I'll try to get this done soon ~♥
I really like this fill so far, and the shameless costume porn it provides (you're not the only one getting turned on, Greece). I'll be eagerly waiting for the rest of this fill and its porn!
Re: author!non
anonymous
October 7 2011, 06:36:09 UTC
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*wipes drool off keyboard and saves hawtsamurai!Japan pic to computer*
Please do continue this fill soon, author!non. I love your imagery and the detail you put into Japan's samurai gear, and the slow build-up of sensuality between hawt samurai Japan and fascinated Greece was great to read. There will be sexytimes in the next parts, right?
Hagakure [4/?]
anonymous
October 8 2011, 22:44:30 UTC
Greece takes Japan’s wrist in his hand, pulling him close to press their bodies together. He flicks his tongue slowly, teasingly over the roof of Japan’s mouth, eliciting a soft gasp of pleasure from him. Japan can be perverse, with a fondness for bonds, among other odd kinks. He is aware of this, of his own perversion, but with the actual physical act itself, he is usually reserved; always in control, always proper. Intimacy is sacred, after all, and affection for another does not need to be overdone, especially not before public eyes
( ... )
Hagakure [5/5]
anonymous
October 8 2011, 22:52:47 UTC
Japan moves, sliding in and out over that sweet, delicious spot and then Greece feels the overwhelming rush of heat, feels the coils finally snap and he arches his back, crying out at the peak of his climax. A hiss and a groan, fingers clawing desperately at tanned shoulders, and then Japan follows suit, riding out the last of the waves before he sinks back down beside Greece.
Sated, they lay in silence for a moment, waiting for their breaths to settle, their skin slick with sweat and their cheeks flushed with post-coital bliss.
“You know,” the Grecian finally says, rolling himself to his side. “As sore as my ass is going to be later, this was possibly one of the best lays I’ve had. We should try out more of your kinks next time."
Japan coughs, a slight blush tinged across his cheeks. “Please express it more mildly, I̱raklí̱s.As always, Greece chuckles softly then, eyes filled with mirth, before he draws close to entangle their bodies again
( ... )
I didn't mind the wait; it was actually a pretty short wait and I'm happy to get some shudō action in this conclusion (top!Japan ftw). I especially love the little "please express it more mildly" callback line; only Japan would say that just after buttfucking someone.
Bonus: Japan gives Greece a hands-on demonstration of the practice of shudō.
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But since this has been playing in my head for a number of days, I thought I should just go ahead and the post the first half of it here.
A diagram of the tosei-gusoku armour for better visualisation: http://i52.tinypic.com/2j4el92.jpg
Also, drum music to set the gradual buildup. Taiko drums are sexy-sounding: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kLldAZBJHAc
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It starts, as always, with a request; a simple, “I would like to visit and see samurai this time, if that’s all right with you.”
And like always, Japan replies; first with a polite bow - out of habit, of course, since Greece can’t see it as they spoke through the phone - and then with a “Ah, of course, Greece-san. I would be happy to show you.”Greece sits now, cross-legged on the zabuton, gazing out into the garden. He watches as Pochi rolls about in a pile of ginkgo leaves. Beside him, Tama has his paw ( ... )
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“It looks very elegant,” he says, brows knitted thoughtfully. “And very complicated. It must be quite a feat alone just to put it on.”
“It may look a little overwhelming at first, but it’s really not too difficult. The full armour consists of many individual pieces, to make it easier to put on.” Here, Japan raises his arm to show Greece how the body-armour is separate from his arm guards.
Greece leans closer for a better look, intrigued. “What are they called?”
With his left hand, Japan gently takes Greece’s palm in his and guides him to feel the leather and iron plates over his shoulders. “The sode, or shoulder protectors, are suspended from the body armour itself, and can be easily removed when needed.” He then flicks the metal fastenings loose, and ( ... )
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“The body armour itself is called the dō and this particular design is known as tosei-gusoku. The bottom of the dō is where you attach the kusazuri, a skirt made of metal plates to protect the upper thighs and hips.”
Japan trails his hand steadily, almost teasingly across his chest then, all the while keeping his eyes locked on Greece’s, his gaze intense. Greece finds himself drawn to the movement, even as he tries his best to maintain eye contact. Japan doesn’t seem to mind however, and Greece swears that he glimpsed a fleeting smirk across the corners of the other man’s lips.
When his fingers reach the left end of his torso, Japan deftly unfastens the cords that holds the armour shut and slides it off, the kusazuri clinking softly like metal chimes. A simple action as such should not be so arousing, Greece thinks to himself. But ( ... )
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Until then... um, um have some Japan looking all badass and hawt in samurai gear: http://i52.tinypic.com/11173mh.jpg
*dies*
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Authornon, your fill is looking really promising so far. I can't wait to see what happens next!
Um, do you mind a little concrit? There's just a tiny grammar issue I noticed, but I don't want to give concrit where it isn't wanted.
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Aaah no, I don't mind at all! I appreciate crit a lot actually, it really helps me to pick out what to improve on my writing. And err, I must've accidentally slipped back into past tense at some parts right? OTL
Thank you for the encouragement, I'll try to get this done soon ~♥
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*wipes drool off keyboard and saves hawtsamurai!Japan pic to computer*
Please do continue this fill soon, author!non. I love your imagery and the detail you put into Japan's samurai gear, and the slow build-up of sensuality between hawt samurai Japan and fascinated Greece was great to read. There will be sexytimes in the next parts, right?
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Sated, they lay in silence for a moment, waiting for their breaths to settle, their skin slick with sweat and their cheeks flushed with post-coital bliss.
“You know,” the Grecian finally says, rolling himself to his side. “As sore as my ass is going to be later, this was possibly one of the best lays I’ve had. We should try out more of your kinks next time."
Japan coughs, a slight blush tinged across his cheeks. “Please express it more mildly, I̱raklí̱s.As always, Greece chuckles softly then, eyes filled with mirth, before he draws close to entangle their bodies again ( ... )
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