THE AKAME MASS COMMENT FICCY THING REDUX! (#1)
It's that time of the year...
Same as last time. You know what to do.
PROMPT. WRITE. PIMP. STALK.
Go!
You can: prompt even if you don't plan to write; prompt/write any rating from g to nc-17; prompt/write drama incarnations of akame. you don't need to be prompted to write ;)
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Same as last time. You know what to do.
PROMPT. WRITE. PIMP. STALK.
Go!
You can: prompt even if you don't plan to write; prompt/write any rating from g to nc-17; prompt/write drama incarnations of akame. you don't need to be prompted to write ;)
This entry:→ Is always second from the top ( Read more... )
It becomes a trend. Kame is agreeable at night, dressed like a hip billionaire, and taciturn in the mornings when he’s rumpled and smells like a filthy drunk. Jin learns to take what he can because Kame won’t tell Jin anything about himself. It doesn’t seem fair; Kame knows Jin’s birthday (July 4), his favorite color (not red), and his pet’s name (Alexander). But that is all public information.
“Does it matter?” Kame asks. “Would it really change your opinion of me if you know that I hate tomato?”
But it doesn’t stop Jin from wanting to know.
Jin also gets more sex than he’s ever gotten in his entire life before. If he’s lucky, he’ll start the day with a quick, rough fuck in the restroom stalls and end it with a leisurely exploration of Kame’s body. Also in the stalls. Their relationship is confined to trains and train stations.
Soon, it spills into Jin’s work enough for Mary to become suspicious. “These next few weeks are crucial,” she warns him. “You’ve waited over five years for this. Don’t mess it up now.”
~Kame disembarks ( ... )
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