fic: Of Vans And Teenagers
Title: Of Vans And Teenagers
Author: prologuesized
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, PWP, Romance
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story.
Summary: Two teenagers, cigarettes, beer and a van all for the two of them on an abandoned parking lot in the middle of the night. The outcome shouldn't come as a big surprise now, should it?
Author Note: I'm bored, desperate to write and angry at writer's block I definitely should not have now that I have a couple of weeks I can write. So I decided that fuck with all of my blooming ideas, I'll just start writing and see what comes out.
...I think I probably should've expected this. Umh.
They remind me of Driveway, April 4th Akame. ...Maybe they're the same, I wouldn't be surprised. So. You don't really need to have read that to read this fic (come on, it's pwp anyway) but those who have can feel a bit nostalgic with me now ;;-------------; ...Those two really grew on me. Rocker!Teenage!Akame. Yush!
(No. I obviously can't keep porn short. You should've learned that by now. Long torture ahead. Enjoy it.)
Wordcount: 2,600
Of Vans And Teenagers
Kame laughs as he closes his lips around the cigarette and inhales, eyes slightly watering due to the burning sensation at the back of his throat. Jin tickles his sides pleasantly and makes him chuckle and wrap his legs around him in calm and humoured anticipation. He coughs a little as the man catches his lip, almost making him accidentally burn a mark on his temple with the tobacco between his fingers. He kisses back nonetheless, enjoying the quirky and mischievous atmosphere that arises with every clang of a small bottle and swirl of smoke that mists the air around them. It's quite amusing, really.
The music pounds loudly from the car stereos and Jin's growing excited, the insatiable nineteen years old he is, advancing over his boyfriend of a few last months. Kame bites his lip and helps Jin to inhale from his cigarette as he lets his sole rub against the back of older boy's thigh in a highly suggestive manner. Jin exhales smoke against his face and makes him grimace and close his burning eyes, but the chuckles that almost resemble giggles emitting from the older boy make up for the nasty sensations.
"Girl," he teases with his voice hoarse and raw from the cigarettes. Jin commands him to shut up and claims his lips again, pressing his denim-covered crotch tighter against his, direct with his nonverbal urgings. Kame enjoys the tight sensation of his own jeans and lets his head rest against the backseat of the car.
He inhales the last bit of his smoke and hands it over to the stumbling Jin over him, pecking him lightly. "Put it away."
Jin tastes the last bits of smoke from his lips and rises on his knees to reach the ashtray on the passenger's seat. He butts the cigarette carefully to join the previous ones and for a moment Kame can only hear a clanging sound of glass before Jin returns with a small bottle of beer he uncaps with his special belt, something he's very proud of to the point of annoying others with his smug boasting. Kame bites his lips and rises to the support of his elbows before extending one hand to pull on the belt to draw the older boy closer.
"Mm, sexy~" he teases and kisses Jin's jaw and throat temptingly before removing the bottle from the light grip of his fingers and takes a few gulps. It helps cooling down his burning throat and gets rid of the dry feeling in his mouth. Jin follows his suit before he carefully settles the bottle down to the ground of the legroom. Kame has a feeling it won't stay standing for long, but neither of them will feel bothered enough to care. It isn't like the vehicle wouldn't stink like sin enough already as it is.
Jin advances over him again, lips crushing against his to lure him in a deep and demanding kiss. Kame can feel the shivers through the dampened shirt Jin's wearing, the white one that now has a few spots from the beer and is slightly see-through due to his sweat. He grasps on the fabric at the small of Jin's back and breaks the kiss, sucking on his lower lip temptingly as he stares at Jin's plump and reddened lips, strained and hungry to kiss him. He can hear the faint sound of Jin's grumble even over the blasting rock music going on about something related to rock and roll that he would like to experience in a more literal form, nevermind the tight and limited space the backseat of the van provides them with.
He removes Jin's leather jacket which seems to finally set Jin uncontrollably off. The man claims his lips again and moans against them as his fingers fumble against the button and zipper of his jeans, pulling on it excitedly. Kame pants and closes his eyes, arching his neck slightly.
Sometimes it's good to have a boyfriend with an overactive libido. At least Jin never leaves him unsatisfied or loses his hunger.
He sits up properly and Jin whimpers and forces another kiss on him. After a small while of sloppy kissing and trembling he withdraws to strip Jin properly. Jin yanks on his jeans, drowned in overwhelming anticipation, a mischievous glimmer clear in his eyes.
Kame pities on anyone if they make the mistake of entering the abandoned parking lot of the local supermarket and peeking in the car, curious of the music and smoke-tinted windows. He hopes that no one does, but he can't deny the fact that it would be amusing. Being a slight exhibitionist never hurt. Jin having the same sort of interests, it wasn't unusual for them to push on the limits a little on public places. The important thing was not to get caught, or if plan A failed, go with the plan B that consisted of running like hell.
Kame chuckles and pulls on the belly piercing Jin has after they've stripped down naked. Jin shivers and pushes him down against the seat and spreads his legs, thumbs rubbing small circles in his knees. Kame breathes heavily and watches him, waits for him to start the action.
Jin's palm presses against his already awakened member and massages it harshly. His palm is sweaty and Kame bucks his hips to the touch, urging Jin on. The boy runs his dark but lightly striped hair back from his face and swallows.
It's good that Jin isn't one to back away from some heavy handling, Kame thanks god and grabs the man's hair, pushing his head down. Jin takes the clue and lets his tongue run wetly up his length, starting from his balls and proceeding to the tip where he swiftly tilts his head to press his lips better against the member and sucks on it. Kame pants under him, his other hand finding its way to Jin's messy locks as well to join the other. He spreads his legs more as he tries to urge Jin on, to give him just a damn bit more of the pleasure.
Jin sucks and licks on his shaft and holds his hips still for some time that makes Kame turn into an incoherent mess, toes curling and legs trying to find any small place where they'd be able to steady themselves. Kame finds himself sitting up with his back against the car door, his hands slipped down on Jin's nape rather than the hair they're unable to grip anymore. Jin forces his way closer to the flushed body before him, his lips making a short stop at his small nipples and throat before finding his lips. Kame can still taste himself on Jin's tongue, something that used to be awkward and unpleasant but has become a norm through the months.
He shoves Jin so that the man falls on his butt, hands hitting the fabric of the seat in a desperate attempt to keep his torso up. Kame pulls himself up and proceeds to make his way over and sit on Jin's lap. The man gasps and closes his eyes, lips forming soft and pleased murmurs that aren't quite audible enough through the pounding music, but don't go unnoticed by Kame as he works on Jin's jawline and neck, leaving him shivering as the cold air hits the wetted parts of his skin. Jin's becoming ecstatic as he holds Kame's hips and rocks him up and down, fingers pressing to the flesh with bruising strength.
Jin starts forcefully spreading his buttocks, fighting his neck away from Kame's advances to press a kiss on his shoulder. Kame tries to support his body with his knees a bit over Jin's lap so the man would have enough space to successfully do what he obviously wanted to.
Jin uses one of his hands to support Kame from his hip and spits a few times on the other before his hand disappears somewhere beyond Kame's vision even if he tries to follow it. Soon he feels something poking his entrance though and closes his eyes, suddenly growing surprisingly excited.
"Relax," Jin groans in his ear in a way that makes his body shake and press against his. Kame tries to press his hips down but Jin curses as his member slips from its original angle for penetration and forces him up again, biting on his collarbone snappily. "Let me," he demands and Kame wraps his arms around Jin's shoulders and presses his forehead against the boy's neck, heart pounding like crazy way faster than the tempo of the music. He absentmindedly notices that the track has changed, but fails to identify the song as Jin's member presses against him again and pushes slowly in. He winces and arches his back, his palms shakily rubbing against Jin's slippery back.
The man bucks his hips and Kame jolts and gasps, his thighs pressing tightly against Jin's sides. The older boy pulls on his hair to yank his head to a kissable distance but Kame finds himself too out of breath to hold the kiss, resulting in Jin only pecking and sucking on his lips over and over again.
Jin lies down on the bench and holds Kame's hips, guiding him into a rocky motion that keeps increasing its speed with every pound. Kame stumbles and falters occasionally a bit with the difficult position, his knee periodically slipping over the edge and making them almost crash to the legroom with a bruising force.
They've always been a bit too into the act. More often than not it results in fiascos, since neither cares to keep up the brain capacity to stay alerted to mistakes that should've already been learned from. Too distracting.
Kame groans and grits his teeth as he lets Jin do the guiding and moving of his hips. His erection rubs pleasantly against Jin's navel and all his strength and focus goes on keeping his body arched to an angle that keeps him up above Jin. He manages to smirk through his panting and groaning to the lusty look in Jin's eyes as they feast over his lithe form.
Jin doesn't really seem to have all that much longer to his release, and if he's honest with himself, neither does he.
Jin arches his back and roars as he tries to keep Kame's hips tightly pressed against his, pushing in as deep as he can, still failing to find his release. Kame leans against the support of his thighs, enjoying the sensation of Jin being in, Jin really being in. He reaches down for himself and fists his member repeatedly, body arched back to the point of collapsing over Jin's knees. The young man's palms find their way to his spread thighs and grope when he slips them over, refusing to remove himself from Kame's sweaty form in between the two positions.
Kame nibs at the older boy's torso in a bruising manner and hangs on his support with his arms wrapped sloppily around his back. Jin pounds against his hips with a faster speed again, with a force that actually does hurt. He's grateful for the pleasant side of the pain and keeps groaning louder, in a way that would excite him further, in a way that would push him over the edge and make him fall to the blissful oblivion for maybe a second or two.
Kame hits the back of his head against the car window and finds his back awkwardly pressed against the door as Jin tries to force his way closer and closer in his arms, sitting on his knees and forcing Kame to sit on his tilted hips in a way that makes him curl up against his chest but still lean backwards as his body lets itself become enslaved by Jin's desires. Not that he minds, but he does find himself concerned of having severe muscle pains for a couple of days to which Jin would most likely have way too erotic suggestions of "getting rid of".
With a mantra of the moaned word "yes" Kame finds his body jolting to the pleasure. His thighs shake and wrap tighter around Jin's hips and he presses his body as intimately against Jin's as he can, eyes rolling back as the waves of pleasure override him. Jin intervenes to his pleasurable quest with his whimpering and pounding before his hips make their final thrust that drives as deep as it can, still caressing the spot that feels fucking heavenly inside of him. Their bodies shiver and tremble against each other as they let them become limp. The loudly blaring rock songs are quickly granting Kame a nagging headache.
Jin claims his lips to a slow and sloppy kiss again, a content smile making his lips even more kissable than what they already are in their swollen form. Kame tilts his head to get a deeper access, still suffering from shortness of breath.
He pushes Jin off him to rise onto a better position and remove Jin's slowly more and more flabby member from inside of him. He reaches for the beer bottle he hazily remembers from the time before the act and falls over Jin as he finds it, his fingers meeting with wet ground and a bottle that only has some liquid on its bottom anymore.
"Knew it..." he groans and downs the remains of the beer. Jin's arms wrap themselves around his lower back and lips bury on his shoulder, working comfortably over his tensed muscles.
"Mmmnn love you," Jin mumbles against his shoulder and Kame feels a smug smile pulling on his lips. He brushes Jin's bangs back with his palm and kisses his forehead, hands sliding down to his shoulders.
Jin says a lot of things after tobaccos, beer and sex. It doesn't mean he isn't sincere with what he's saying, though.
Kame forces Jin properly down against the bench again before sucking aggressively on his neck, marking him with a dark and visible hickey. Jin only chuckles, well aware of his nonverbal declarations.
He rolls them over to the beat of the old rock song and demandingly attaches his own lips hungrily on Kame's neck, giving him a hickey of his own. Sometimes territory needs to be marked.
"Love me more," Kame demands and wraps his legs around Jin's hips, eyes challenging and lips slightly pursed. Jin feels blood boiling in his veins and attacks the younger boy's form again, hips pressing against each other. He yanks Kame up and presses him against the car window, laughing at the scent of smoke in the badly conditioned air inside the vehicle and Kame's burning red skin that still screams for him.
However, a knock on the window jolts them both back to reality soon and an angry and shocked female voice wails in agony about the youths of the present and tries to yank on the locked car's door handles.
"Fuck," Jin curses quickly and they both laugh as he quickly fights his way to the driver's seat, naked in his full glory as he turns on the key and starts driving to get off the parking lot, trying his best to make sure he stays on the road and drives as straight as possible.
Kame pulls his boxers on, still on the backseat, and finally wraps his arms around Jin's torso from behind, teeth nibbling on his earlobe.
"How about you pull over to another parking lot?" he suggests temptingly, voice laced with lusty desire. Jin bites his lip, alerted to the hidden offer in his boyfriend's suggestion.
"You bet," he answers and turns the radio mockingly louder as they dash out of the parking lot and head towards another.
Kame sings along the song while he waits.
Author: prologuesized
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, PWP, Romance
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story.
Summary: Two teenagers, cigarettes, beer and a van all for the two of them on an abandoned parking lot in the middle of the night. The outcome shouldn't come as a big surprise now, should it?
Author Note: I'm bored, desperate to write and angry at writer's block I definitely should not have now that I have a couple of weeks I can write. So I decided that fuck with all of my blooming ideas, I'll just start writing and see what comes out.
...I think I probably should've expected this. Umh.
They remind me of Driveway, April 4th Akame. ...Maybe they're the same, I wouldn't be surprised. So. You don't really need to have read that to read this fic (come on, it's pwp anyway) but those who have can feel a bit nostalgic with me now ;;-------------; ...Those two really grew on me. Rocker!Teenage!Akame. Yush!
(No. I obviously can't keep porn short. You should've learned that by now. Long torture ahead. Enjoy it.)
Wordcount: 2,600
Of Vans And Teenagers
Kame laughs as he closes his lips around the cigarette and inhales, eyes slightly watering due to the burning sensation at the back of his throat. Jin tickles his sides pleasantly and makes him chuckle and wrap his legs around him in calm and humoured anticipation. He coughs a little as the man catches his lip, almost making him accidentally burn a mark on his temple with the tobacco between his fingers. He kisses back nonetheless, enjoying the quirky and mischievous atmosphere that arises with every clang of a small bottle and swirl of smoke that mists the air around them. It's quite amusing, really.
The music pounds loudly from the car stereos and Jin's growing excited, the insatiable nineteen years old he is, advancing over his boyfriend of a few last months. Kame bites his lip and helps Jin to inhale from his cigarette as he lets his sole rub against the back of older boy's thigh in a highly suggestive manner. Jin exhales smoke against his face and makes him grimace and close his burning eyes, but the chuckles that almost resemble giggles emitting from the older boy make up for the nasty sensations.
"Girl," he teases with his voice hoarse and raw from the cigarettes. Jin commands him to shut up and claims his lips again, pressing his denim-covered crotch tighter against his, direct with his nonverbal urgings. Kame enjoys the tight sensation of his own jeans and lets his head rest against the backseat of the car.
He inhales the last bit of his smoke and hands it over to the stumbling Jin over him, pecking him lightly. "Put it away."
Jin tastes the last bits of smoke from his lips and rises on his knees to reach the ashtray on the passenger's seat. He butts the cigarette carefully to join the previous ones and for a moment Kame can only hear a clanging sound of glass before Jin returns with a small bottle of beer he uncaps with his special belt, something he's very proud of to the point of annoying others with his smug boasting. Kame bites his lips and rises to the support of his elbows before extending one hand to pull on the belt to draw the older boy closer.
"Mm, sexy~" he teases and kisses Jin's jaw and throat temptingly before removing the bottle from the light grip of his fingers and takes a few gulps. It helps cooling down his burning throat and gets rid of the dry feeling in his mouth. Jin follows his suit before he carefully settles the bottle down to the ground of the legroom. Kame has a feeling it won't stay standing for long, but neither of them will feel bothered enough to care. It isn't like the vehicle wouldn't stink like sin enough already as it is.
Jin advances over him again, lips crushing against his to lure him in a deep and demanding kiss. Kame can feel the shivers through the dampened shirt Jin's wearing, the white one that now has a few spots from the beer and is slightly see-through due to his sweat. He grasps on the fabric at the small of Jin's back and breaks the kiss, sucking on his lower lip temptingly as he stares at Jin's plump and reddened lips, strained and hungry to kiss him. He can hear the faint sound of Jin's grumble even over the blasting rock music going on about something related to rock and roll that he would like to experience in a more literal form, nevermind the tight and limited space the backseat of the van provides them with.
He removes Jin's leather jacket which seems to finally set Jin uncontrollably off. The man claims his lips again and moans against them as his fingers fumble against the button and zipper of his jeans, pulling on it excitedly. Kame pants and closes his eyes, arching his neck slightly.
Sometimes it's good to have a boyfriend with an overactive libido. At least Jin never leaves him unsatisfied or loses his hunger.
He sits up properly and Jin whimpers and forces another kiss on him. After a small while of sloppy kissing and trembling he withdraws to strip Jin properly. Jin yanks on his jeans, drowned in overwhelming anticipation, a mischievous glimmer clear in his eyes.
Kame pities on anyone if they make the mistake of entering the abandoned parking lot of the local supermarket and peeking in the car, curious of the music and smoke-tinted windows. He hopes that no one does, but he can't deny the fact that it would be amusing. Being a slight exhibitionist never hurt. Jin having the same sort of interests, it wasn't unusual for them to push on the limits a little on public places. The important thing was not to get caught, or if plan A failed, go with the plan B that consisted of running like hell.
Kame chuckles and pulls on the belly piercing Jin has after they've stripped down naked. Jin shivers and pushes him down against the seat and spreads his legs, thumbs rubbing small circles in his knees. Kame breathes heavily and watches him, waits for him to start the action.
Jin's palm presses against his already awakened member and massages it harshly. His palm is sweaty and Kame bucks his hips to the touch, urging Jin on. The boy runs his dark but lightly striped hair back from his face and swallows.
It's good that Jin isn't one to back away from some heavy handling, Kame thanks god and grabs the man's hair, pushing his head down. Jin takes the clue and lets his tongue run wetly up his length, starting from his balls and proceeding to the tip where he swiftly tilts his head to press his lips better against the member and sucks on it. Kame pants under him, his other hand finding its way to Jin's messy locks as well to join the other. He spreads his legs more as he tries to urge Jin on, to give him just a damn bit more of the pleasure.
Jin sucks and licks on his shaft and holds his hips still for some time that makes Kame turn into an incoherent mess, toes curling and legs trying to find any small place where they'd be able to steady themselves. Kame finds himself sitting up with his back against the car door, his hands slipped down on Jin's nape rather than the hair they're unable to grip anymore. Jin forces his way closer to the flushed body before him, his lips making a short stop at his small nipples and throat before finding his lips. Kame can still taste himself on Jin's tongue, something that used to be awkward and unpleasant but has become a norm through the months.
He shoves Jin so that the man falls on his butt, hands hitting the fabric of the seat in a desperate attempt to keep his torso up. Kame pulls himself up and proceeds to make his way over and sit on Jin's lap. The man gasps and closes his eyes, lips forming soft and pleased murmurs that aren't quite audible enough through the pounding music, but don't go unnoticed by Kame as he works on Jin's jawline and neck, leaving him shivering as the cold air hits the wetted parts of his skin. Jin's becoming ecstatic as he holds Kame's hips and rocks him up and down, fingers pressing to the flesh with bruising strength.
Jin starts forcefully spreading his buttocks, fighting his neck away from Kame's advances to press a kiss on his shoulder. Kame tries to support his body with his knees a bit over Jin's lap so the man would have enough space to successfully do what he obviously wanted to.
Jin uses one of his hands to support Kame from his hip and spits a few times on the other before his hand disappears somewhere beyond Kame's vision even if he tries to follow it. Soon he feels something poking his entrance though and closes his eyes, suddenly growing surprisingly excited.
"Relax," Jin groans in his ear in a way that makes his body shake and press against his. Kame tries to press his hips down but Jin curses as his member slips from its original angle for penetration and forces him up again, biting on his collarbone snappily. "Let me," he demands and Kame wraps his arms around Jin's shoulders and presses his forehead against the boy's neck, heart pounding like crazy way faster than the tempo of the music. He absentmindedly notices that the track has changed, but fails to identify the song as Jin's member presses against him again and pushes slowly in. He winces and arches his back, his palms shakily rubbing against Jin's slippery back.
The man bucks his hips and Kame jolts and gasps, his thighs pressing tightly against Jin's sides. The older boy pulls on his hair to yank his head to a kissable distance but Kame finds himself too out of breath to hold the kiss, resulting in Jin only pecking and sucking on his lips over and over again.
Jin lies down on the bench and holds Kame's hips, guiding him into a rocky motion that keeps increasing its speed with every pound. Kame stumbles and falters occasionally a bit with the difficult position, his knee periodically slipping over the edge and making them almost crash to the legroom with a bruising force.
They've always been a bit too into the act. More often than not it results in fiascos, since neither cares to keep up the brain capacity to stay alerted to mistakes that should've already been learned from. Too distracting.
Kame groans and grits his teeth as he lets Jin do the guiding and moving of his hips. His erection rubs pleasantly against Jin's navel and all his strength and focus goes on keeping his body arched to an angle that keeps him up above Jin. He manages to smirk through his panting and groaning to the lusty look in Jin's eyes as they feast over his lithe form.
Jin doesn't really seem to have all that much longer to his release, and if he's honest with himself, neither does he.
Jin arches his back and roars as he tries to keep Kame's hips tightly pressed against his, pushing in as deep as he can, still failing to find his release. Kame leans against the support of his thighs, enjoying the sensation of Jin being in, Jin really being in. He reaches down for himself and fists his member repeatedly, body arched back to the point of collapsing over Jin's knees. The young man's palms find their way to his spread thighs and grope when he slips them over, refusing to remove himself from Kame's sweaty form in between the two positions.
Kame nibs at the older boy's torso in a bruising manner and hangs on his support with his arms wrapped sloppily around his back. Jin pounds against his hips with a faster speed again, with a force that actually does hurt. He's grateful for the pleasant side of the pain and keeps groaning louder, in a way that would excite him further, in a way that would push him over the edge and make him fall to the blissful oblivion for maybe a second or two.
Kame hits the back of his head against the car window and finds his back awkwardly pressed against the door as Jin tries to force his way closer and closer in his arms, sitting on his knees and forcing Kame to sit on his tilted hips in a way that makes him curl up against his chest but still lean backwards as his body lets itself become enslaved by Jin's desires. Not that he minds, but he does find himself concerned of having severe muscle pains for a couple of days to which Jin would most likely have way too erotic suggestions of "getting rid of".
With a mantra of the moaned word "yes" Kame finds his body jolting to the pleasure. His thighs shake and wrap tighter around Jin's hips and he presses his body as intimately against Jin's as he can, eyes rolling back as the waves of pleasure override him. Jin intervenes to his pleasurable quest with his whimpering and pounding before his hips make their final thrust that drives as deep as it can, still caressing the spot that feels fucking heavenly inside of him. Their bodies shiver and tremble against each other as they let them become limp. The loudly blaring rock songs are quickly granting Kame a nagging headache.
Jin claims his lips to a slow and sloppy kiss again, a content smile making his lips even more kissable than what they already are in their swollen form. Kame tilts his head to get a deeper access, still suffering from shortness of breath.
He pushes Jin off him to rise onto a better position and remove Jin's slowly more and more flabby member from inside of him. He reaches for the beer bottle he hazily remembers from the time before the act and falls over Jin as he finds it, his fingers meeting with wet ground and a bottle that only has some liquid on its bottom anymore.
"Knew it..." he groans and downs the remains of the beer. Jin's arms wrap themselves around his lower back and lips bury on his shoulder, working comfortably over his tensed muscles.
"Mmmnn love you," Jin mumbles against his shoulder and Kame feels a smug smile pulling on his lips. He brushes Jin's bangs back with his palm and kisses his forehead, hands sliding down to his shoulders.
Jin says a lot of things after tobaccos, beer and sex. It doesn't mean he isn't sincere with what he's saying, though.
Kame forces Jin properly down against the bench again before sucking aggressively on his neck, marking him with a dark and visible hickey. Jin only chuckles, well aware of his nonverbal declarations.
He rolls them over to the beat of the old rock song and demandingly attaches his own lips hungrily on Kame's neck, giving him a hickey of his own. Sometimes territory needs to be marked.
"Love me more," Kame demands and wraps his legs around Jin's hips, eyes challenging and lips slightly pursed. Jin feels blood boiling in his veins and attacks the younger boy's form again, hips pressing against each other. He yanks Kame up and presses him against the car window, laughing at the scent of smoke in the badly conditioned air inside the vehicle and Kame's burning red skin that still screams for him.
However, a knock on the window jolts them both back to reality soon and an angry and shocked female voice wails in agony about the youths of the present and tries to yank on the locked car's door handles.
"Fuck," Jin curses quickly and they both laugh as he quickly fights his way to the driver's seat, naked in his full glory as he turns on the key and starts driving to get off the parking lot, trying his best to make sure he stays on the road and drives as straight as possible.
Kame pulls his boxers on, still on the backseat, and finally wraps his arms around Jin's torso from behind, teeth nibbling on his earlobe.
"How about you pull over to another parking lot?" he suggests temptingly, voice laced with lusty desire. Jin bites his lip, alerted to the hidden offer in his boyfriend's suggestion.
"You bet," he answers and turns the radio mockingly louder as they dash out of the parking lot and head towards another.
Kame sings along the song while he waits.