Kingdom Hearts Kink Meme
KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
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Rules:
1. Post a pairing plus a kink.
1a. One request per comment.
1b. The only kink not allowed on this meme is anything involving underage sex. What I mean by this is if, either in the request or fic, it is made clear (either by stating a number or giving a physical description) that ( Read more... )
Indexed at kh-kinkmeme
and on delicious here
Rules:
1. Post a pairing plus a kink.
1a. One request per comment.
1b. The only kink not allowed on this meme is anything involving underage sex. What I mean by this is if, either in the request or fic, it is made clear (either by stating a number or giving a physical description) that ( Read more... )
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The lass pretending to be a lad is pretending just well enough for Jack to let her onboard. She knows nothing about ships, although she’s evidently been around Tortuga long enough to pick up the proper clothes and stench. And rum; that’s important, the rum that she carries around like a proper pirate who has been around Her Ruthlessness, King Elizabeth, Burner of Rum, for any unbearable amount of time.
Jack appoints her as cabin boy, and watches her for a very long time. The others don’t like it, but when they question the lass on the ship, Jack merely smiles sunnily at them and asks, “What lass?” After several months at sea, they learn to drop the matter. After all, the lass is getting better, and she presents the men with some very nice opportunities to get the ship to port faster, and with more gold. None of them will touch her, not even the stupidest sailor among them, because Jack has his eye ( ... )
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The lass still looks startled, but the captain’s orders are the captain’s orders and so she walks over to stand in front of Jack. Her expression turns curious as he reveals what it is in his arms.
“Now, lad, I’m sure you - and a great many gentlemen besides, don’t get me wrong! - have at some point or other wondered what a lass must feel like, in one of her fancy dresses. No, no,” Jack raises a hand when the lass opens her mouth, “let’s not quibble over inconsequentials, shall we?”
“Don’t you mean inconsistencies?” the lass asks, frowning.
“Let’s not argue about those either,” Jack agrees amiably. “Now, lass - er, I should say, lad - I am going to present to you a wonderful opportunity to fulfill those unfulfilled desires that are no doubt flitting through your head at this very moment.” He grins and hands her the dress.
“You want me to wear this,” she says, voice flat.
“Do I want you to wear it? Of course not! No, my lad, I ( ... )
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And indeed, she - he - never had; her build and face and voice and demeanor said enough for her. Jack frowns, and thinks.
It takes him time to compose an appropriate plan, and to mentally assemble what materials he will need for said plan from what he has. And while he is doing that, the lad needs distracting. Jack delivers on all three points.
The lad is whining and writhing underneath a half-ripped bodice and skirts. Jack, meanwhile, has a jar of foul-smelling stuff that Tia Dalma had gifted him with a very, very long time ago. He still remembers her knowing smile, and, with more than a little discomfort, he wonders if she had seen, all those years ago, this very moment ( ... )
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Ah well, he has others. He rips it off the lad and tosses it after a cursory swipe over both his and the lad’s lengths. He re-fastens his pants and spoons up behind the lad.
“I suppose you’ll want to tell me your name now,” he says pleasantly, like the buzz between his ears.
“Roxas,” the lad says shortly, before rolling and pinning Jack to the bed. “And I hope you’ve got more where that came from.”
In light of the smirk now on the lad’s features, Jack is not sure whether he should pray to Calypso for fair currents or foul. He supposes he’ll find out soon enough, however.
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Also, this writer-anon was not the other claiming-anon. So hopefully there will be better more fic?
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"Her Ruthlessness, King Elizabeth, Burner of Rum" made me laugh so hard. For your first time writing Jack, you have done masterfully. Especially at the "You're not a lass" part. *shrug* "Oh well, sex anyway." XD
Roxas at the end is such a pretty pushy thing. :3 I love how he's definitely badass!Roxas, not the strange milksop version I've seen going around in places. Overall, you win.
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Eee, I'm glad! And that seemed like a very Jack thing to me, too. >_>;;
Oh, phew. I was sorta worried about making Roxas OOC, and yeah, the milksop version is very much Do Not Want, so instead of a happy cuddly ending (which is what Jack was totally expecting), the Roxas!muse said, "Okay, now Jack wears a dress, right?" <3
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