THE AKAME MASS COMMENT FICCY THING

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Prompt. Write. Stalk. Pimp.
HAVE AT IT.

This entry:
→ Is always second from the top. Not anymore. :D
→ Has no time limits whatsoever, so it can be spammed for as long as you wish. (as much as you want)
→ Is lilmatchgirl007's fault.
→ Is pretty damn awesome, I believe.

An extra note: you can prompt even if you don't plan to write; the idea is porn!, but you can

Comments

[froidaux]

Are we talking about a skyscraper setting? Large windows and being straddled in a plush chair?

[matchynishi]

In that case, the curtains will be open and Kame'll have pulled Jin down so he straddles him.

[froidaux]

Holding him by the tie probably, just a sultry smirk and knowing eyes and that kind of low whisper in his ear, well hello there.

[matchynishi]

Jin would brace his hands on the arms of the chair, his eyes nervously flicking from Kame's half-closed eyes to the door and back, the door that is closed but not locked and he'd open his mouth to hiss 'What the hell are you thinking, you bastard, but then Kame'd wet his lips with his tongue and all that would emerge is something that sounds dangerously close to a moan.

[froidaux]

It would be just slim fingers, gentle and teasing fingers slowly winding around and around that tie until Jin can't move anything but a teasing distance away. Kind of cocky and kind of loving as Kame's eyelashes just brush over Jin's cheek, listening to that shaky exhale. There's nothing wrong with this.

(GOD I HAVE TO SLEEP. *cries* I WILL BE BACK DAMN IT)

[tinybars]

Why is it that I'm drawing an absolute blank when I NEED TO HAVE IDEAS. oh god so typical. DYING.

[froidaux]

You need a lead, baby. ;D

[tinybars]

I'm like that girl at prom night hiding in a corner watching everyone dance and wanting to join but not knowing how to. Which is a strange metaphor but strangely fitting.

[froidaux]

It's quite apt. XD Though you are a master dancer. ♥

[tinybars]

Did you come here before school. Can I laugh? :D

[froidaux]

I came here before school. *nods* Laugh why?

sdfkjasdfas Damn you LJ, give me my e-mail notifs. D:

[tinybars]

Priorities. :Db

djhgsd it's not giving them to me either. i've taken to refreshing the page every few minutes like an idiot. :O

[matchynishi]

don't worry, that happens a lot. XD GO WITH THE FLOW. <333

[matchynishi]

Jin knows, he knows with his last fading semblances of rationality, that it's not entirely true, it's not completely safe, but then Kame's fingers are at his collar, loosening his tie, and he doesn't really care anymore.

(SMALL>GO TO SLEEP, AND COME ARMED WITH AWESOME PR0N IDEAS TOMORROW. <3)

[froidaux]

Those are Kame's lips on his neck, trailing their way up. Ghosting really, the way Jin hates being teased but the way Kame always does it while he slides a hand to curl around Jin's lip, a bit of dominance there.

(*sleeps for real*)

[matchynishi]

Jin brings his hands up to Kame's chest, to push himself back, to gain some control, but then Kame's lips are open against the skin at his throat, tonguing over his pulse point in lazy swirls and his hands end up fisting the material of Kame's shirt instead. He cannot stop himself from leaning closer, cannot stop himself from throwing his head back as he shudders at the feeling of Kame's fingers trailing up his back.