I Love The Mayhem More Than The Love
Title: I Love the Mayhem More Than the Love [One-shot]
Author: carcrashheart_8
Pairings: Akame
Rating: NC-17 [strong language and sexual situations]
Summary: Kame is tired of being ignored by Jin, but Jin thinks ignorance is bliss.
Disclaimer: Title taken from "(Coffee's for Closers)" by Fall Out Boy
Note: Dedicated to quartered for her birthday :D ♥
Kame stared at the clock on his apartment wall. He was sure it had stopped working or that perhaps it was going backwards. Unfortunately, neither was the case. It was exactly 9:30 and Jin was 2 hours late for their dinner date.
Not only had the food Kame had cooked, gotten cold but so did Kame’s disposition. He was ready for some hot food and afterwards some hot sex. But since Kame was now alone at the moment, there was no way he was getting any tonight.
Then the doorbell rang and Kame jumped from his position behind his kitchen counter.
He walked over slowly and growled when he looked through the peephole. When he opened the door, he could only further his angered feelings by yelling like crazy.
“Where the hell have you been?!”
Jin hid his face behind a bouquet of flowers that looked to have been picked right out of the playground across the street from Kame’s apartment building. He poked his nose from them and smiled awkwardly.
“I had a little run-in with an old friend. I just lost track of time,” he mumbled nervously.
Kame rolled his eyes and tapped his foot, continuously, “’Old friend’ better not be code for ‘I found a slut to bang on the way over’.”
Jin laughed but realized his mistake in doing so. He closed his mouth and bowed his head, but slowly a smile crept across his face.
He managed to add, “She was really lonely and needed someone to talk to,” before walking in and placing the flowers on Kame’s kitchen counter. He sat down in a stool and looked at Kame who only seemed to get more and more furious.
“She?” he hissed.
Jin continued smiling, attempting to look as innocent as possible.
“Yes-she,” he chirped.
Kame’s arms were crossed, his foot was tapping and his hip was cocked. He wasn’t sure what Jin was saying exactly; the statement was rather ambiguous since it implied either that the friend was a woman or there was an actual “slut” to speak of.
Just then, Kame lunged at Jin, pushing the older man up off the stool and against the counter. He kissed him deeply and placed his hands firmly on either side of Jin’s face.
Jin smiled into the kiss and his eyes showed that his innocence was nothing more than an act he used. When they separated to take a breath, Jin decided to further the situation.
“You know-she smells just like you,” he whispered in a suggestive tone.
Kame’s eye twitched and he seemed ready to explode in rage but instead, exploded onto Jin. He grabbed Jin and the two fell backwards on his couch. They kissed over and over again and Jin felt almost like he was drowning. He could hardly breathe as he lay on top of Kame who was clutching him close to his chest. Jin pulled back a little and smiled. He looked at Kame who was heaving, about ready to go off on Jin for stopping in the middle of their makeout session.
“What-what are you doing?” he said between gasps.
Jin got up and slowly, and put his thumb to his lips as if to wipe Kame’s taste off his mouth. The way he stared at the younger man made Kame gulp and feel his pants slowly tighten around his crotch. Jin was practically seducing him just by standing there but before Kame could release himself but giving in, Jin smiled widely and his eyes no longer had their seductive shine.
“What’s for dinner?” he asked in a less than suggestive tone.
Kame leant on his elbows, staring at Jin like he was crazy.
“Dinner? You want dinner-now?!” he grunted.
Jin smiled and nodded; his smile becoming a device of torture against a very lustful Kame.
“I fucking cooked for you-two hours ago, Jin! You should’ve been here earlier and not-oh I don’t even want to know where you were,” he muttered, putting his hands to his face and sitting upright on the couch.
Jin pouted a bit, offended that Kame would insinuate that he would cheat.
The truth was that Jin had a little game that he liked to play with Kame. It was basically one of strategy and careful thought; both of which had come to be good at, thanks to a few lessons from Yamapi. Jin didn’t like playing around with Kame but when he saw the results, he couldn’t resist doing so.
It seemed that anytime Kame was made exceptionally jealous or just plain angered, it was like a trigger for all his hormones. He would end up practically mauling Jin who was more than accepting of such a reception. Jin would say almost anything and do almost anything to get Kame to turn into an animal when they were alone. He would even resort to making Kame think that he, Jin, did not love the younger man and only saw him as a repeated one-night stand. It broke Jin’s heart to do it but he just couldn’t ignore the voice inside his head that told him his dick was in need of some tender love and care.
But despite all the drama and all the games, Jin really loved Kame; he was just too afraid to admit so because he was unsure of how something good could make Kame react. It was obvious that the angrier he got, the better the sex was. So Jin had no choice but to keep from spouting the three words that could end the little charade they went through every time they met up.
“I made food over two hours ago and now it’s gone to waste-there’s no way I’m feeding you now,” Kame said with a frown on his face.
Jin continued pouting, thinking it would annoy Kame enough to get him really revved up.
“I came. Isn’t that enough? You should feed me if you want to keep me around,” Jin said with a slightly cold tone of voice.
Kame’s eyes widened and his mouth hung slightly open.
“If that’s all it takes to keep you around, then hell-why don’t I make you a 5-course meal-RIGHT NOW-WITH DESSERT AND EVERYTHING?!”
“Kazuya-” Jin whispered, saying Kame’s first name, hoping it would make the anger die a little.
“WHY DON’T YOU GET SOME WHORE TO MAKE YOU DINNER?! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY APARTMENT, JIN! AND DON’T COME BACK!” Kame yelled, throwing a dish from the counter at Jin’s head.
Thankfully, it missed but Jin shuddered when he saw it crash into the wall behind him, and burst into a hundred pieces. He was terrified of what Kame could do to him at that moment. He was sure this wasn’t going to lead to sex, a rather intelligent thought on his part.
But what he did next wasn’t so smart. He grabbed Kame and attempted to kiss the other man. Kame retaliated by showing Jin’s arms off him and pushing the older man to the floor.
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” he screamed.
Jin couldn’t speak; he couldn’t even mumble in gibberish like he would normally do in such a situation. He just made gasping sounds before jumping up from the floor and scurrying out of Kame’s apartment. Tonight was clearly not going to be his night.
The next day, Jin attempted to get into contact with Kame but there was no response to any of his phone calls or text messages. He tried again the day after that and throughout the remainder of the week; still no response from Kame’s end.
He finally decided to just show up at Kame’s apartment, hoping that that would resolve everything.
What he didn’t know was that for the past week, Kame had been lamenting over the fact that he had let Jin get away. He could have easily answered the calls Jin made or he could have called Jin himself, but Kame was a bit too prideful; a revelation that was a bit ironic, considering he was the pawn in Jin’s sexual game.
In any case, Jin was expecting a slammed door in his face but he wasn’t going to let that stop him from seeing Kame, face-to-face. He made it to Kame’s apartment and immediately tensed up when he was to knock on the door. Every time he wanted his hand to touch that wood, he couldn’t move and only sighed. Apparently, his sighs were loud enough for Kame, himself, to hear from his living room. Kame got up and opened the door, without even looking in the peephole.
He saw Jin and his eyes went big and his mouth was open.
Jin looked at him, a tad afraid but also a tad sorrowful.
“Kazuya, I-”
Jin didn’t even finish his sentence before Kame grabbed him and kissed him. He pulled Jin into his apartment and closed the door behind him, with his body. The two shuffled about the room, still in one another’s embrace. They didn’t even make it to the bedroom before Kame pushed Jin onto the couch and leapt on top of him. He kissed Jin long and hard before getting up to take a deep breath. As he lay on top of Jin, perspiring and gasping for air, Jin could see only the beauty that was Kazuya Kamenashi. Kame wiped his forehead and sighed, startled as Jin stared at him.
“What?”
Jin smirked, and pulled Kame towards him by the younger man’s elbows. He looked at him, deep in his eyes and simply whispered, “I love you,” before kissing the other man, tenderly.
Kame’s heart thumped in his chest and his cheeks went hot. He looked at Jin when the two separated and found himself unable to speak. He was unsure if those three words had actually come out Jin’s mouth, and he was unsure, more importantly, if they were heartfelt.
He laughed softly and replied, “Did you just say what I think you said?” expecting Jin to say something else in response or to play it off as a joke.
Jin chuckled and looked at Kame, intently.
“I love you. I always have-and I always will,” he said in a breathy manner that made Kame’s skin tingle. Kame’s eyes fluttered and he kissed Jin deeply, with every ounce of his being put into that kiss.
Minutes later, Kame was moaning Jin’s name as the two were on the couch with Kame on top, straddling Jin, who was holding Kame’s arms, grunting in response. Kame had Jin inside him and it had never felt as good as it did any time they had sex, before that moment.
Kame panted, his eyelashes fluttering and his skin shined with perspiration. Jin moved closer and kissed Kame’s arms as his dick moved inside of Kame.
“AHHHH!” the younger man moaned.
Kame was hurting now but Jin just pulled him in for another deep, passionate kiss. Tears formed around Kame’s eyes but Jin was not sure why exactly. Perhaps it was the pain of having Jin inside him for so long or possibly it was the joy he felt, being able to make love to the man he loved.
One small move and Kame was moaning even louder.
“JIN!” he screamed, the sound echoing throughout the empty apartment.
Kame lifted himself, slowly off of Jin, feeling tense and sore. Jin wasn’t done though; he took Kame and pushed him down on the couch, leaving him vulnerable to Jin’s next act.
“Jin, don’t-I-I can’t handle anymore,” the younger man said through large breaths of air.
Jin smiled, not saying a word as he put his hand around Kame’s throbbing dick.
“AH!” Kame cried, feeling Jin’s long, slender fingers touch him in such a delicate manner. Just one feel of Jin’s skin on his was enough to get the younger man ready to climax. Still, Jin was not fully satisfied. He pumped Kame’s dick a few times before he put his face close, ready to suck it. But Kame never gave him a chance to, because in about 2 seconds, Kame came, onto Jin.
“OH GAWD!” the younger man cried, feeling embarrassed but at the same time, relieved.
Jin wiped the cum off his face, feeling slightly disgusted but also slightly turned on. He grabbed some tissues and wiped the sticky substance off his skin. Once clean, he could see Kame, shivering and looking humiliated. Jin made sure he was completely clean before grabbing Kame, a final time for one long kiss.
When he pulled away, he looked at Kame, and said, “I love you, Kazuya Kamenashi.”
THE END!
A/N: Oh gawd, this might've been smuttier then I intended it to be ;A; LAURA, I HOPE YOU LIKED IT 8DD;; and please don't think of me as a perv T__T I haven't written Akame in so long so it's a nice change of pace from RyoDa and Ohmiya and whatever else I'm writing lol As stated before, this is dedicated to quartered for her birthday! ^__^ If it wasn't as epic as you wanted it to be, I apologize ;__; ILU BB!!! ♥♥
Author: carcrashheart_8
Pairings: Akame
Rating: NC-17 [strong language and sexual situations]
Summary: Kame is tired of being ignored by Jin, but Jin thinks ignorance is bliss.
Disclaimer: Title taken from "(Coffee's for Closers)" by Fall Out Boy
Note: Dedicated to quartered for her birthday :D ♥
Kame stared at the clock on his apartment wall. He was sure it had stopped working or that perhaps it was going backwards. Unfortunately, neither was the case. It was exactly 9:30 and Jin was 2 hours late for their dinner date.
Not only had the food Kame had cooked, gotten cold but so did Kame’s disposition. He was ready for some hot food and afterwards some hot sex. But since Kame was now alone at the moment, there was no way he was getting any tonight.
Then the doorbell rang and Kame jumped from his position behind his kitchen counter.
He walked over slowly and growled when he looked through the peephole. When he opened the door, he could only further his angered feelings by yelling like crazy.
“Where the hell have you been?!”
Jin hid his face behind a bouquet of flowers that looked to have been picked right out of the playground across the street from Kame’s apartment building. He poked his nose from them and smiled awkwardly.
“I had a little run-in with an old friend. I just lost track of time,” he mumbled nervously.
Kame rolled his eyes and tapped his foot, continuously, “’Old friend’ better not be code for ‘I found a slut to bang on the way over’.”
Jin laughed but realized his mistake in doing so. He closed his mouth and bowed his head, but slowly a smile crept across his face.
He managed to add, “She was really lonely and needed someone to talk to,” before walking in and placing the flowers on Kame’s kitchen counter. He sat down in a stool and looked at Kame who only seemed to get more and more furious.
“She?” he hissed.
Jin continued smiling, attempting to look as innocent as possible.
“Yes-she,” he chirped.
Kame’s arms were crossed, his foot was tapping and his hip was cocked. He wasn’t sure what Jin was saying exactly; the statement was rather ambiguous since it implied either that the friend was a woman or there was an actual “slut” to speak of.
Just then, Kame lunged at Jin, pushing the older man up off the stool and against the counter. He kissed him deeply and placed his hands firmly on either side of Jin’s face.
Jin smiled into the kiss and his eyes showed that his innocence was nothing more than an act he used. When they separated to take a breath, Jin decided to further the situation.
“You know-she smells just like you,” he whispered in a suggestive tone.
Kame’s eye twitched and he seemed ready to explode in rage but instead, exploded onto Jin. He grabbed Jin and the two fell backwards on his couch. They kissed over and over again and Jin felt almost like he was drowning. He could hardly breathe as he lay on top of Kame who was clutching him close to his chest. Jin pulled back a little and smiled. He looked at Kame who was heaving, about ready to go off on Jin for stopping in the middle of their makeout session.
“What-what are you doing?” he said between gasps.
Jin got up and slowly, and put his thumb to his lips as if to wipe Kame’s taste off his mouth. The way he stared at the younger man made Kame gulp and feel his pants slowly tighten around his crotch. Jin was practically seducing him just by standing there but before Kame could release himself but giving in, Jin smiled widely and his eyes no longer had their seductive shine.
“What’s for dinner?” he asked in a less than suggestive tone.
Kame leant on his elbows, staring at Jin like he was crazy.
“Dinner? You want dinner-now?!” he grunted.
Jin smiled and nodded; his smile becoming a device of torture against a very lustful Kame.
“I fucking cooked for you-two hours ago, Jin! You should’ve been here earlier and not-oh I don’t even want to know where you were,” he muttered, putting his hands to his face and sitting upright on the couch.
Jin pouted a bit, offended that Kame would insinuate that he would cheat.
The truth was that Jin had a little game that he liked to play with Kame. It was basically one of strategy and careful thought; both of which had come to be good at, thanks to a few lessons from Yamapi. Jin didn’t like playing around with Kame but when he saw the results, he couldn’t resist doing so.
It seemed that anytime Kame was made exceptionally jealous or just plain angered, it was like a trigger for all his hormones. He would end up practically mauling Jin who was more than accepting of such a reception. Jin would say almost anything and do almost anything to get Kame to turn into an animal when they were alone. He would even resort to making Kame think that he, Jin, did not love the younger man and only saw him as a repeated one-night stand. It broke Jin’s heart to do it but he just couldn’t ignore the voice inside his head that told him his dick was in need of some tender love and care.
But despite all the drama and all the games, Jin really loved Kame; he was just too afraid to admit so because he was unsure of how something good could make Kame react. It was obvious that the angrier he got, the better the sex was. So Jin had no choice but to keep from spouting the three words that could end the little charade they went through every time they met up.
“I made food over two hours ago and now it’s gone to waste-there’s no way I’m feeding you now,” Kame said with a frown on his face.
Jin continued pouting, thinking it would annoy Kame enough to get him really revved up.
“I came. Isn’t that enough? You should feed me if you want to keep me around,” Jin said with a slightly cold tone of voice.
Kame’s eyes widened and his mouth hung slightly open.
“If that’s all it takes to keep you around, then hell-why don’t I make you a 5-course meal-RIGHT NOW-WITH DESSERT AND EVERYTHING?!”
“Kazuya-” Jin whispered, saying Kame’s first name, hoping it would make the anger die a little.
“WHY DON’T YOU GET SOME WHORE TO MAKE YOU DINNER?! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY APARTMENT, JIN! AND DON’T COME BACK!” Kame yelled, throwing a dish from the counter at Jin’s head.
Thankfully, it missed but Jin shuddered when he saw it crash into the wall behind him, and burst into a hundred pieces. He was terrified of what Kame could do to him at that moment. He was sure this wasn’t going to lead to sex, a rather intelligent thought on his part.
But what he did next wasn’t so smart. He grabbed Kame and attempted to kiss the other man. Kame retaliated by showing Jin’s arms off him and pushing the older man to the floor.
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” he screamed.
Jin couldn’t speak; he couldn’t even mumble in gibberish like he would normally do in such a situation. He just made gasping sounds before jumping up from the floor and scurrying out of Kame’s apartment. Tonight was clearly not going to be his night.
The next day, Jin attempted to get into contact with Kame but there was no response to any of his phone calls or text messages. He tried again the day after that and throughout the remainder of the week; still no response from Kame’s end.
He finally decided to just show up at Kame’s apartment, hoping that that would resolve everything.
What he didn’t know was that for the past week, Kame had been lamenting over the fact that he had let Jin get away. He could have easily answered the calls Jin made or he could have called Jin himself, but Kame was a bit too prideful; a revelation that was a bit ironic, considering he was the pawn in Jin’s sexual game.
In any case, Jin was expecting a slammed door in his face but he wasn’t going to let that stop him from seeing Kame, face-to-face. He made it to Kame’s apartment and immediately tensed up when he was to knock on the door. Every time he wanted his hand to touch that wood, he couldn’t move and only sighed. Apparently, his sighs were loud enough for Kame, himself, to hear from his living room. Kame got up and opened the door, without even looking in the peephole.
He saw Jin and his eyes went big and his mouth was open.
Jin looked at him, a tad afraid but also a tad sorrowful.
“Kazuya, I-”
Jin didn’t even finish his sentence before Kame grabbed him and kissed him. He pulled Jin into his apartment and closed the door behind him, with his body. The two shuffled about the room, still in one another’s embrace. They didn’t even make it to the bedroom before Kame pushed Jin onto the couch and leapt on top of him. He kissed Jin long and hard before getting up to take a deep breath. As he lay on top of Jin, perspiring and gasping for air, Jin could see only the beauty that was Kazuya Kamenashi. Kame wiped his forehead and sighed, startled as Jin stared at him.
“What?”
Jin smirked, and pulled Kame towards him by the younger man’s elbows. He looked at him, deep in his eyes and simply whispered, “I love you,” before kissing the other man, tenderly.
Kame’s heart thumped in his chest and his cheeks went hot. He looked at Jin when the two separated and found himself unable to speak. He was unsure if those three words had actually come out Jin’s mouth, and he was unsure, more importantly, if they were heartfelt.
He laughed softly and replied, “Did you just say what I think you said?” expecting Jin to say something else in response or to play it off as a joke.
Jin chuckled and looked at Kame, intently.
“I love you. I always have-and I always will,” he said in a breathy manner that made Kame’s skin tingle. Kame’s eyes fluttered and he kissed Jin deeply, with every ounce of his being put into that kiss.
Minutes later, Kame was moaning Jin’s name as the two were on the couch with Kame on top, straddling Jin, who was holding Kame’s arms, grunting in response. Kame had Jin inside him and it had never felt as good as it did any time they had sex, before that moment.
Kame panted, his eyelashes fluttering and his skin shined with perspiration. Jin moved closer and kissed Kame’s arms as his dick moved inside of Kame.
“AHHHH!” the younger man moaned.
Kame was hurting now but Jin just pulled him in for another deep, passionate kiss. Tears formed around Kame’s eyes but Jin was not sure why exactly. Perhaps it was the pain of having Jin inside him for so long or possibly it was the joy he felt, being able to make love to the man he loved.
One small move and Kame was moaning even louder.
“JIN!” he screamed, the sound echoing throughout the empty apartment.
Kame lifted himself, slowly off of Jin, feeling tense and sore. Jin wasn’t done though; he took Kame and pushed him down on the couch, leaving him vulnerable to Jin’s next act.
“Jin, don’t-I-I can’t handle anymore,” the younger man said through large breaths of air.
Jin smiled, not saying a word as he put his hand around Kame’s throbbing dick.
“AH!” Kame cried, feeling Jin’s long, slender fingers touch him in such a delicate manner. Just one feel of Jin’s skin on his was enough to get the younger man ready to climax. Still, Jin was not fully satisfied. He pumped Kame’s dick a few times before he put his face close, ready to suck it. But Kame never gave him a chance to, because in about 2 seconds, Kame came, onto Jin.
“OH GAWD!” the younger man cried, feeling embarrassed but at the same time, relieved.
Jin wiped the cum off his face, feeling slightly disgusted but also slightly turned on. He grabbed some tissues and wiped the sticky substance off his skin. Once clean, he could see Kame, shivering and looking humiliated. Jin made sure he was completely clean before grabbing Kame, a final time for one long kiss.
When he pulled away, he looked at Kame, and said, “I love you, Kazuya Kamenashi.”
THE END!
A/N: Oh gawd, this might've been smuttier then I intended it to be ;A; LAURA, I HOPE YOU LIKED IT 8DD;; and please don't think of me as a perv T__T I haven't written Akame in so long so it's a nice change of pace from RyoDa and Ohmiya and whatever else I'm writing lol As stated before, this is dedicated to quartered for her birthday! ^__^ If it wasn't as epic as you wanted it to be, I apologize ;__; ILU BB!!! ♥♥