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【OPEN/NSFW】gets out a pitcher of lemonade for that thirst
sometimes i get tired of writing smut.
but then sometimes i just want to write smut, you know.
this is just an all purpose smut post for my characters.
the only thing i ask: both characters know and have established they're gonna fuck.
they could be already fucking, they could be just taking off their clothes, they could have just proposed the idea to one another, idc...
here's your options, hover-over for fun, then put in comment header, call-me-out style:

if you have any questions before writing something, feel free to ask here first or contacting me via plurk.. also muses available upon request just lmk!
but then sometimes i just want to write smut, you know.
this is just an all purpose smut post for my characters.
the only thing i ask: both characters know and have established they're gonna fuck.
they could be already fucking, they could be just taking off their clothes, they could have just proposed the idea to one another, idc...
here's your options, hover-over for fun, then put in comment header, call-me-out style:




if you have any questions before writing something, feel free to ask here first or contacting me via plurk.. also muses available upon request just lmk!
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Instead, he takes his thumb and brushes it over Gintoki's lower lip, smiling idly.]
Oh, and let you have all the fun?
[With little hesitation, Sakamoto spreads his legs and slides into the other's lap, chuckling as he wraps his arms around the other's shoulders. Gintoki will be able to feel everything warm about him, and might catch a glimpse of the light in his eyes before he looks down.
He leans over to press his nose against Gintoki's shoulder, sighing heavily and loudly on purpose before uttering:]
This looks so stiff, Gintoki.
[There he goes, using the right name on purpose to get what he wants.]
Let me fix it for ya.
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Oh, right.
Gintoki sits there awkwardly, feeling the warmth from the springs reach his cheeks— he registers every curve of their bodies touching, and the thoughts that fill his mind are shameful, which isn't very surprising for Gintoki, but you know. It makes him mad to have them so easily pop his mind over Sakamoto of all people.
With a gruff sound, he lefts a hand to grip the back of Sakamoto's hair and pull his head up straight, looking him directly in the eyes. ]
2.2
[ Yeah, for real. YEAH FOR REAL, GET OFF OF HIM.
But he doesn't move. ]
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K-k-kintoki...
[His voice sounds hoarse, and while it's clear that he's in pain...
He can feel that little flag between his leg rising slowly. What can I say? He's a real masochist.]
Control, is it? You want control? You wanna, ah... Sit on me?
[NO!!! NO THAT'S TOO FORWARD]