drabble - samurai!kame & musician!jin
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matchyficFandom: KAT-TUN
Characters: Kame, Jin
Pairings: Akame
Genre: Humour
Rating: R, yaoi, rps
Status: Complete
Dedication: razberrycreme
A/N: Fan-fanfic of razberrycreme's samurai!kame musician!jin verse
"Kame, this is so unfair, just-"
"No."
"But Kaaaaamee, I got it already, I won't do it again, I swear!"
"Just like when you swore you hadn't eaten my sushi, hmm?"
"No, not that kind, this time I really mean it!"
The young samurai flicks a glance to his side but does't reply, and keeps polishing the sharp metal of his sword with slow, deliberate swipes. A fire crackles merrily a little ways in front as the delicious smell of roasting fish fills the air. Off to one side, Jin twists desperately, trying to get out his (very tight) bindings and sags after the brief bout of energy leaves him.
"I never thought you'd be so cruel, Kamenashi," he sulks and glares balefully at his placid companion. Kame carefully places the small piece of cloth to his side and stands up, slicing his sword through the air a couple of times before he looks back at Jin, quirks a brow. "Maybe you should've thought about it before you stole all my sushi."
"I didn't steal-" Jin defends himself, but stops short when Kame turns towards him, the metal of the sword reflecting the firelight and casting light and shadow effects on the samurai's face. He stares as Kame walks slowly forward and stops just in front of him, sheathing his sword.
"So do you promise never to steal any of my food ever again?"
Jin blinks and juts out his lower lip. "I told you, I didn't steal anyth-"
"Jin."
Jin huffs and looks away. His eyes falls on the fish in front of the fire. They are perfectly cooked and ready to be eaten, tender inside and crispy on the outside, just the way he likes it. He can tell. His mouth waters and he licks his lips hungrily.
Kame follows his gaze and feels amusement curling in him and hums thoughtfully. "If you don't, I'm going to eat it all, right in front of you."
Jin snaps his eyes back to Kame's in incredulity. "You wouldn't! You're like a stick, there is no way you'll be able to eat all that!"
"Oh, I'm sure I'll manage somehow," Kame says mildly, and leans forward to brush a leaf off Jin's shoulder. He trails his fingers down the length of Jin's arm. He has to step closer to reach behind to the bindings, and Jin tilts his head up to look up at him. He stares into the other's eyes, feeling Kame's hand closing around his wrists, fingers curling around the rope and cannot prevent himself from shivering at the warm touch.
Their eyes lock, and time seems to freeze for a moment. Kame looks slowly up and down Jin's bound form, his eyes falling half shut and Jin has to remind himself to breathe. When Kame puts down his sword and steps closer, his hands ghosting over the exposed skin at Jin's throat, he has to bite his lips to prevent an embarrassing moan from slipping out of him. He isn't completely successful, much to his eternal mortification.
"Well," Kame murmurs, watching the flush creeping down Jin's neck, and his eyes glint as he looks up. "This is interesting."
Jin gulps.
---
"What do you m-mean, I have to - ohgodyes- ch-choose-"
"It's pretty simple, isn't it? Do you want this - mm, I like it when you moan like that - or the food. Which?"
"Kame, wh- what, you can't mean, I mean, I can't-"
"If you want this, no food for you tonight. If you want the fish, I'll stop and untie you right now."
"You can't stop now, you fucker, I'm almost, almost-"
"I know."
"Oh you bastard, stop grinning at me, this isn't funny, please, god please, Kame, just-"
"I can't do anything till I know what you want, Jin."
"Kame, no don't, can't I just have both, please, I swear I won't take anything of yours ever again-"
"Which, Jin?"
"...I hate you so much, Kame."
"So I'll stop-"
"I hope I - yesss - keep you up the whole night with my rumbling stomach, you heartless bastard. Now shut up and kiss me."
---End.
Characters: Kame, Jin
Pairings: Akame
Genre: Humour
Rating: R, yaoi, rps
Status: Complete
Dedication: razberrycreme
A/N: Fan-fanfic of razberrycreme's samurai!kame musician!jin verse
"Kame, this is so unfair, just-"
"No."
"But Kaaaaamee, I got it already, I won't do it again, I swear!"
"Just like when you swore you hadn't eaten my sushi, hmm?"
"No, not that kind, this time I really mean it!"
The young samurai flicks a glance to his side but does't reply, and keeps polishing the sharp metal of his sword with slow, deliberate swipes. A fire crackles merrily a little ways in front as the delicious smell of roasting fish fills the air. Off to one side, Jin twists desperately, trying to get out his (very tight) bindings and sags after the brief bout of energy leaves him.
"I never thought you'd be so cruel, Kamenashi," he sulks and glares balefully at his placid companion. Kame carefully places the small piece of cloth to his side and stands up, slicing his sword through the air a couple of times before he looks back at Jin, quirks a brow. "Maybe you should've thought about it before you stole all my sushi."
"I didn't steal-" Jin defends himself, but stops short when Kame turns towards him, the metal of the sword reflecting the firelight and casting light and shadow effects on the samurai's face. He stares as Kame walks slowly forward and stops just in front of him, sheathing his sword.
"So do you promise never to steal any of my food ever again?"
Jin blinks and juts out his lower lip. "I told you, I didn't steal anyth-"
"Jin."
Jin huffs and looks away. His eyes falls on the fish in front of the fire. They are perfectly cooked and ready to be eaten, tender inside and crispy on the outside, just the way he likes it. He can tell. His mouth waters and he licks his lips hungrily.
Kame follows his gaze and feels amusement curling in him and hums thoughtfully. "If you don't, I'm going to eat it all, right in front of you."
Jin snaps his eyes back to Kame's in incredulity. "You wouldn't! You're like a stick, there is no way you'll be able to eat all that!"
"Oh, I'm sure I'll manage somehow," Kame says mildly, and leans forward to brush a leaf off Jin's shoulder. He trails his fingers down the length of Jin's arm. He has to step closer to reach behind to the bindings, and Jin tilts his head up to look up at him. He stares into the other's eyes, feeling Kame's hand closing around his wrists, fingers curling around the rope and cannot prevent himself from shivering at the warm touch.
Their eyes lock, and time seems to freeze for a moment. Kame looks slowly up and down Jin's bound form, his eyes falling half shut and Jin has to remind himself to breathe. When Kame puts down his sword and steps closer, his hands ghosting over the exposed skin at Jin's throat, he has to bite his lips to prevent an embarrassing moan from slipping out of him. He isn't completely successful, much to his eternal mortification.
"Well," Kame murmurs, watching the flush creeping down Jin's neck, and his eyes glint as he looks up. "This is interesting."
Jin gulps.
---
"What do you m-mean, I have to - ohgodyes- ch-choose-"
"It's pretty simple, isn't it? Do you want this - mm, I like it when you moan like that - or the food. Which?"
"Kame, wh- what, you can't mean, I mean, I can't-"
"If you want this, no food for you tonight. If you want the fish, I'll stop and untie you right now."
"You can't stop now, you fucker, I'm almost, almost-"
"I know."
"Oh you bastard, stop grinning at me, this isn't funny, please, god please, Kame, just-"
"I can't do anything till I know what you want, Jin."
"Kame, no don't, can't I just have both, please, I swear I won't take anything of yours ever again-"
"Which, Jin?"
"...I hate you so much, Kame."
"So I'll stop-"
"I hope I - yesss - keep you up the whole night with my rumbling stomach, you heartless bastard. Now shut up and kiss me."
---End.
