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【OPEN/NSFW】☆ SHAMELESS SMUT POST

☆ click a pic and get kinks.. looks like u only have three choices.. choose... wisely..
☆ call somebody out???
☆ treat it like a mid-fuck meme i guess...
☆ idk be completely shameless with me.... happy holidays everyone
☆ if somebody isn't here that you want for some reason let me know.... i can probably throw them out here

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(OOC: SO all of his favs and yeses that apply would work great with Jae-Ha. Their kink lists match up well... So we can wing it... Let's assume this random love hotel room has whatever we need.)

[As much as they'd been drinking, even Jae-Ha feels a buzz as he checks them into the first hotel he can find. He thinks he recalls Gintoki saying something about not being able to go home, and he certainly can't return anywhere himself like this, so this would have to do. Besides, he didn't mind the company of a beautiful man so much... Even if originally he'd been aiming for a cute girl to spend the night with.

The decorations are a little unusual compared to what Jae-Ha normally expects from the country inns he's used to seeing, but the real shock is when he opens the door to the room itself. This is clearly not any ordinary hotel... Was he meant to take "love hotel" so literally? Was he? This wasn't like the normal shady places he went to, even. They were far more subtle than this!

Oh, but he's clogging up the doorway, and so he finally moves in and helps Gintoki along if he needs it.]

Well, this will do. [It's fine, this is fine... Two attractive men in a room like this... Nothing could go wrong. He's thinking along those lines.]

_{[ Gintoki hadn't expected to go home— well, not exactly home with another man, but it's not the first mistake he's made in his life. It's true, he cannot really bring anybody home with Kagura— and sometimes, Shinpachi— staying there.
It's been a pretty good while since he's really gotten to spend any kind of time like this with a person, and anybody who knows Gintoki knows that he's several things: a wanderer— not so much ever since he settled in Edo and found where he belonged— found the people that needed him. And although he is independent (hell, he grew up under many circumstances without supervision and without parents) he finds himself co-dependent to the things he loves. Like any healthy male in his late twenties, finding satisfaction by sliding skin and hot lips dwells on his mind. Unfortunately, he's usually too broke to spend the night with a pretty girl who has herself on sale.

Which leads to the next thing people know about Gintoki: he mooches. If the place they were going to stay was this guy's treat, he'll take it.

Alcohol is buzzing between his ears. Somehow through their conversations— where he was walking— it hadn't quite registered to him they were going to a love hotel. He just heard the word "hotel" and that was that. Even the vending machines that graced the hallways with all sorts of useful things didn't ring a bell, and neither did the packet they were given upon their reservation, filled with supplies they needed (and some extra) ring a bell either.

It's the luxurious room that finally grabs Gintoki's attention.

For somebody pretty, as Jae-Ha would put it, Gintoki had a bunch of disgusting and childish mannerisms. In fact, he's picking at his nose by the time Jae-Ha escorts him into the room, and once everything clicks, he flings his finger out of his nostil, a little drizzle of blood running down his face. ]}

Oiii! I thought we were going to a hotel, not a little girl's room!
_{[ yeah, it's pink and flowery.. there are hearts everywhere??? Usually you pick the room you want to use, but apparently Jae-Ha told the clerk it didn't matter. ]}

[Okay, so he's beautiful until he does things like that... Jae-Ha quietly moves over to the bed, noting some handcuffs attached to the headboard, and taps his chin with a finger.]

I wouldn't call this a little girl's room, exactly. [The pink and flowers don't take away all of the items he sees laid out or stored away, set out specifically for the guests who use this room.

Well, he still spins on his heels, falling back to sit on the edge of the bed with his hands back on the mattress.]

But the bed is softer than any other I've felt before! Don't you want to try it, Gintoki? [ha]

//OOC: my kinklist is "furry" so this can safely go anywhere with whatever you're comfortable with!

[ it's always been difficult for Aion to keep his eyes off of Crow during performances. after all, his fiery passion fueled the entire band and his vocals sometimes drew a black tear from the dark god's eyes. small in stature, but big in everything else he did, his admiration and love for the other guitarist is always on display on stage.

though, it was fun to provoke the rodent into baring his fangs. but even with the teasing, Aion still looked down on him with fondness. through his fingers, of course.

he slips into the ever-familiar looking green room, noting a strange addition: a sturdy looking table. a perfect place for Aion to settle down onto, one leg over the other. his arm, folded across his body with one hand cover his mouth and and nose. a perfect place for him, right in front of the door.

he'll wait for Crow. the others were heading back to get food. they can have their fun. ]

_{[ He is! Sure, his eyes are red and lifeless looking— this guy has seen some shit in the past, but he's also really apathetic.. there was really no point into making his eyes look brighter and more interested. His hair was wiry and unkempt, probably too thick for you to run your hands through. His body, though. Hopefully Jae-Ha appreciates them well toned and laced with multiple scars.

As for his partner, well. Gintoki wouldn't easily admit how he was drawn to Jae-Ha's scent, nor the fact his hair was beautiful (he was actually pretty envious of that.) Jae-Ha had light in his eyes and a charismatic smile— Gintoki shouldn't complain too much about his choice. It'll keep him satisfied for awhile.

There's a long drawn out pause before the Western style bed creaks with Gintoki's weight pressed upon it, settling himself right next to Jae-Ha. There's a small hiccup and he rubs the back of his neck, feeling awkward. Man, it's been so long since he's done this with a guy.

He mutters, gesturing to the handcuffs and flicking them with his finger, letting them clatter against the headboard. ]}

Don't suppose you mean try all of it, ah?
_{[ because it's usually a masculine trait to want to be the aggressor, right? Was it smart to think about it with them having alcohol in their system? Stay tuned. ]}

Hmm?

[The thing about Jae-Ha is that he's more innocent than he makes himself out to be. He's not someone who sleeps around very often, preferring to simply enjoy the company of women and maybe do their nails and tell them they're pretty. He wasn't even sure where this night was going, but the idea that it could go beyond some teasing and probably-rejection from Gintoki's part seems far-fetched right now, even with him drunk. He's going along with this because he wants to, because he'd like for it to go as far as it can and he's selfish, but he doesn't actually expect it to.

On top of all that, any side comment that can be twisted and turned into a compliment is taken as one by Jae-Ha. He practically sparkles as he turns his head to Gintoki, leaning in to him a little in his curiosity.]

What's that? Are you offering? You think I'm so beautiful you can't help yourself?

[Well, sometimes he'll even take a comment that's nowhere near a compliment and turn it into one.]

Edited (I FORGOT TO DELETE ONE) 2016-12-26 03:37 (UTC)

_{[ ... okay, so Gintoki has made a lot of regrets in his life, as mentioned. One more won't be so bad, he doesn't think, until Jae-Ha opens his mouth and starts talking like this. He hasn't been doing it that much since they started chatting at the bar (if he has, maybe Gintoki didn't notice) but one thing Gin isn't good with is admitting things like this. Jae-Ha is a pretty thing, for sure, and the more he thinks about all these perverted things he could do with him, the more tantalizing the idea is.

That smug and cocky attitude had got to stop though.
Gintoki also isn't one to initiate contact too often, but he finds himself toying with Jae-Ha's ponytail with his calloused fingers. He also leans in close to mutter, traces of sake still on his breath. ]}

—Does your ass ever get jealous from all of the crap that comes out of your mouth? Seriously, don't even start talking like that. You can shut up and have a good time with me.
_{[ He'll unravel that ponytail in an instant, for god's sake, please, and let the pine colored tresses fall freely. That's better. ]}

[He certainly hasn't been like this at the bar at all. Jae-Ha has been serious sounding and charming in his own way, probably, with nice conversation and friendly comments. Maybe there was a comment from him about how Gintoki seems like such a fit man, or that he's beautiful (somehow), but they would just as likely come with a teasing comment to soften the sincerity of it.

At him leaning close like that, though, desire is more difficult to ignore. His ribbon is pulled out of his hair with ease, and the amount of hair that falls free at his back is a lot more than the ponytail might have looked. Jae-Ha has lost that sparkling smile to replace it with something of a smirk now, staring challengingly at Gintoki.]

My, I hadn't taken you as the shy type. [How fun.] If you'd like to deny it, I won't stop you... But if you're serious about that invitation, I should warn you... I'm something of a monster.

[It's a challenge he'd like him to rise to meet, honestly, but he's also a little worried beyond all of that— he really does hate this dragon leg of his.]

_{[ A monster? Well. If it makes any difference, Gintoki has been called a monster his entire life. Shiroyasha was his title in the war— a title he doesn't admit to today. He could careless if he was some legendary war figure— some people thought only was a myth from his kill count.

Nowadays? He's a big nobody, but also a popular guy in Edo. His town he had devoted himself to. His city that he vowed to protect as Kabuki-chou's watchdog.
He takes Jae-Ha's words in a figurative sense and rolls his eyes. ]}

Gyaa, gyaa, gyaa. It's nothin' I haven't seen before. People like you make me really mad— talking so highly of yourself. I've seen plenty of _{[ another small hiccup ]} demons.
_{[ It seems natural for him to stand to his feet and begin disrobing, pulling the sash from his yukata off, followed by the belt that typically holds his bokken, which is no where to be found. He pulls both hands of the belt together and makes an attractive snapping sound with it before dropping it on the floor.

Just wait until he sees what Jae-Ha really meant. ]}

Edited 2016-12-26 04:27 (UTC)

[Oh, they're really doing this. Part of him thinks he should maybe slow down and double check with the guy since he smells of so much alcohol, but the other part of him is too busy staring at him as he strips. Nice body. Nice scars, too... Jae-Ha has just one himself, on his right shoulder that he bares now by slipping his outer robe off without standing.

He still thinks Gintoki doesn't quite understand, and normally he never takes off his boots, even while sleeping, but... He's drunk, or at least tipsy, right? If worst comes to worst, Jae-Ha could deny it all and run away. Hmm, yes, his solution as usual: running away. He drops the rest of his robe to the bed, leaving his undershirt and pants beneath it, and still he's not standing up. In fact, he's going to stretch out taking his pants and boots off for as long as possible, but he has a feeling this guy is impatient just from how he speaks.

Impatient or embarrassed. One of those. For now, Jae-Ha does at least remove his undershirt, all while watching Gintoki with a smirk.]

I wasn't speaking highly of myself at all, but if that's what you think... Are you going to punish me? ♥ [He just wants to see how he reacts...]

That's exactly what 'm gunna do.
_{[ His words are slurring together slightly. It's probably good he isn't completely wasted otherwise he's just down right obnoxious. Good news is the fact he was able to walk and not really trip over himself, so that's a good sign.
Gintoki is lazy, it's true. But he gets some kind of odd thrill from overpowering another person. He could careless about being strong in a fight as long as it is enough to protect the people he cares about, but having control in a sexual situation is what he likes.

He's down to his boxers now— kinda comical boxers that are pink with strawberries on them. If he knew he was fucking somebody tonight, he would have planned better. Turning around to face Jae-Ha, his face twists into something of distaste. Dude, why wasn't this guy completely naked? ]}

Oi, am I gonna do everything myself?
_{[ ok well, he's gonna advance on him and untie that stupid undershirt.. geeze. ]}

[Oh. Well, that's thrilling enough to distract Jae-Ha so that he doesn't laugh at those cute little boxers. Strawberries... Pink with strawberries. Normally, he'd really laugh, but right now he's focused on Gintoki's approaching form and his impatience.

He laughs, slipping his arms out of the long sleeves once it's undone and letting it drop to the bed behind him. His hands move up afterwards, touching softly at Gintoki's chest and trailing his fingers downwards.]

You're in such a rush? Come now, we can take things a little slow— [Of course, if Gintoki doesn't actually slow down, Jae-Ha won't really mind it even if he laughs and tries to stop it a little. It's clearly halfhearted, and even clearer that he enjoys it. He's very weird about this sort of thing... But if he listens and doesn't go for his boots or pants yet, then he'll just try to tug him onto the bed.]

[He couldn't really tell you how he ended up in this situation, but it probably involved borderline alchohol poisoning between two lightweights and Ichimatsu's own tendency to forget how affectionate and honest drinking made him. It was a lot of why he didn't drink.]

[He'd always had the most complicated of feelings for the second-born of their six, Karamatsu. The blue-clad second eldest was confident and flamboyant, not afraid to draw attention to himself and arrogant to a nearly laughable degree. He was literally everything Ichimatsu was not, though he couldn't ever pinpoint if he was simultaneously everything he wanted to be or not. Sure, he wanted to be confident. Sure, he wanted to be complimented. Did that mean he wanted to wear pants covered in sequins and shirts emblazoned with his own face? Probably not.]

[Sometime in their high school years, when Karamatsu had discovered drama club and Ichimatsu had discovered depression, a previously normal sibling relationship between the second and the fourth was all but disemboweled. Somewhere in that time frame Ichimatsu snapped, and his jealousy and desire to be as comfortable in his own skin as Karamatsu seemed greatly overshadowed his love of his family. He became hateful and negative, and Karamatsu became the family punching bag for his outlandish, embarrassing displays when they should have all been learning out to accept their differences.]

[And now, at the curious and sexually exploratory age of twenty-three, Ichimatsu had gotten himself and his brother unreasonably drunk for their respective tolerances (which, to be fair, was only one six pack of Sapporo, slightly unevenly split) and was laying on him on the couch in their bedroom. He hadn't stopped smiling for nearly thirty minutes and his face hurt, but he'd also been mashing his lips into Karamatsu's everything for most of that time, so he couldn't really tell if it was because his muscles were sore from the expression or if his skin was just tired of being repeatedly crushed into another person.]

[He laughed throatily and brought the very same smiling lips to Karamatsu's earlobe, exhaling and gumming at the skin, letting his hands wander under the hem of the blue parka on his brother's upper half.]

So are you just ticklish or is this actually turning you on?

_{[ Shut up. They're his favorite pair? Strawberries are awesome.
And yes, please initiate contact, for god's sake. Gintoki prefers to be touched first instead of starting things off, but just those traces on his chest is enough to get him to lean forward into Jae-Ha's neck, peppering firm kisses along the slope, kissing down to the round of his shoulder.

Lazily, he speaks against Jae-Ha's collarbone, part of his lip pushed upward. ]}

Why the hell would I do that?
_{[ He mumbles, sounding pretty firm about his stance on the pace they are taking. ]}

I don't see why I gotta wait to cuff you against this thing and do what I need to do to make you enjoy yourself. Isn't that why we're here? To ****?
_{[ Well, then. He sounds kind of like he's going to start whining, and that would explain how impatient of a person he can be. Gin is really childish, as he didn't have the most satisfying childhood— and nobody really to teach him properly until he was almost a pre-teen. ]}

[Oh... He's so brash, saying lewd things like that. Jae-Ha is thrilled already, a laugh slipping out to show his excitement. He reacts well to every little kiss, tilting his head to allow for more and wrapping his arms around Gintoki's shoulders. Okay, this is one way for him to care less and less about his stupid leg. It will work out, surely—]

You're not wrong. That impatience of yours is terribly attractive. [Help him, he digs it. His fingernails curl slightly into the skin at the back of Gintoki's shoulders, and his legs lift up to wrap loosely around him, encouraging him closer.]

Not just anyone can keep me down, so I'd like to see you try.

_{[ whaaaat are they dooooooing?
Seriously. The rest of them had gone out for the evening and Karamatsu had insisted that he stay behind with Ichimatsu for an unexplained reason. It was really because he didn't want Ichimatsu to get lonely here by himself. Even with Ichimatsu's insults and bantering, it didn't deter Karamatsu from caring for him and treating him like proper family. A conflicting tension lay underneath his chipper behavior and kind smile— there was some bitterness in his heart from being treated so wrongly by all of them.. but Ichimatsu the most.

And still, he couldn't find the gall to treat Ichimatsu poorly. Not when his brother already knew he was garbage.

Insults, belittling, ignoring and now this— kissing and swappinf saliva like it was nothing when obviously it was a big deal. A huge deal. You don't do this if you're siblings.

...it was confusing.

Of course whatever Ichimatsu was doing was a turn on. He felt like he was indulging in something dangerous and scandalous, and it felt good. God, what would their mother think?

He ignores the question all together to point out something. ]}

Ah, well. Y-You haven't stopped smiling since...!
_{[ why was he treating this sentence like a come-back? ]}

Edited 2016-12-27 04:15 (UTC)

That doesn't answer my question.

[He shifts, pointedly pressing their hips together, and runs the tip of his tongue along the shell of Karamatsu's ear.]

[He knew what they were doing was wrong-- Hell, maybe that was part of why he was doing it. Maybe Karamatsu would finally grow the testicles Ichimatsu had been waiting for him to drop and fight back if he did something this unhinged. Maybe this would be the straw that broke the camel's back. But really, he knew better, because Karamatsu loved attention, loved attention so much, that anything from the usually hateful Ichimatsu would have been accepted with open arms.]

[Even, it seemed, kissing and frotting on the family couch.]

_{[ We all have insecurities, Jae-Ha. It's okay. For Gintoki, it's his hair. He's really weird when it comes to his hair and.. probably a bunch of other personal shit that he doesn't really reveal to anyone else, but the hair is a definite.

Jae-Ha is giving him challenges which is.. good. It keeps Gintoki interested and, for somebody especially lazy like him, entertained.
He snorts at the flowery words Jae-Ha speaks, honestly embarrassed by being called attractive. Man, he hates attention like this when its fixated on him. Attention he likes, sure, but this kind—?

it's complicated, alright.

Gintoki climbs more on the bed, nipping a few times at the same area on Jae-Ha's neck. Without pulling away, he smacks the side of Jae-Ha's boot. ]}

Shut up. I get it. Gin-san is hot, oi. We all know and love that.
What the crap is wrong with this? Hey, didn't your mom teach you any manners? You're supposed to take these off before partaking in BDSM... _{or, I guess, put them on, depending on the scenario.}

_{[ Even Gintoki has taken his off and left them by the door. ]}

Edited (boi i type fast) 2016-12-27 05:27 (UTC)

_{[ Of course that Aion is going to put himself on a place where he can be posed. It's the most common sight for Crow everyday— seeing the tall lion with his chin held high, eyes leering through his finger tips, some ominous speaking through his lips. Whatever Aion wanted to discuss with Crow, he was willing to listen.. because he, too, respected Aion and his talent after all they have been through, even if he harassed him a lot.

Aion can hear Crow before he arrives, little feet stomping their way through. He even kicks the door open to.. assert his presence, I guess. ]}

OI, WIMPION!!
This better be important..!

_{[ it won't be the first time they've.. made out, at least. It's something that's been going on behind the scenes for awhile now. ]}

[Hmm, nipping too, that's nice. Jae-Ha lets a little breath out as he lets himself fall into this more heated mood. Even with Gintoki's crude language and the odd set-up, he can't deny physical attraction here. He's liking these scars a little too much, probably...

If he's going to keep insisting, then fine.]

Captain always did say I was without manners. [Turning his head into Gintoki's where he's kissing, he kisses near his ear, mouthing to nip at his earlobe as his legs shift. His left boot slips off easily enough, but his right one hesitates as Jae-Ha tries to hide his flushing face with a smirk that is entirely him trying to act cool.]

I did warn you. Go ahead and pull that one off.

_{[ There's too many scars, honestly. And if anybody were to really ask where they were from, Gintoki would probably shrug it off as "I fell down the stairs getting to my home" or "my dog attacked me" even though he damn well risked his life to save somebody else with most— if not all— of those ugly scars.

He lets out a grunt when his ear is teased— which is a Gintoki sign for good, I guess. You have to learn his way of communication since he doesn't want to talk a lot in moments like this.

Gin pulls away enough to give Jae-Ha some kind of suspicious look. ]}

This isn't Cinderella. I'm not taking your freaking shoe off.
_{[ Gintoki says, as he begins to take Jae-Ha's shoe.. off... ]}

I.. do no want to give an answer to that question—
_{[ His whole body squirms when he feels his ear being toyed with, chills running down his spine and tickling him right at the base of his vertebrae. He breathes through his teeth, obviously concerned about what was going on, but not resisting Ichimatsu. In fact, he's going to grab Ichimatsu's face and pull him away from his ear and look at him in the eyes, trying to mask his nervousness with his own smile.

It's true, he loves attention. ]}

I do hope that will not cause any problems.
_{[ The pad of his thumb runs fondly along Ichimatsu's cheek before he pulls him down, meshing their lips together in a heated kiss.
He's really stiff and Ichimatsu can probably feel it. He doesn't have to answer the question for Ichimatsu to get an answer. ]}

[ he looks sternly at Crow through his gate made by his fingers. another hole made by the doorknob will certainly invite a wave of complaints that the president would have to deal with. still, it spoke to the enthusiasm(???) that the rodent had to enter in that manner. ]

Of course it is important. [ a slightly irritated grunt. ] This dark god has been anticipating your presence for a long time. [ not really. ] You are aware of how much I require it, especially after a performance like that.

[ and he uncrosses his legs, using the hand that isn't acting as a shield to pat his leg. his thigh. ]

Come. Entertain me.

[ though, whether Crow decides to do that or not--- it's up to him? ~~he's a feisty one. too cute. very smoochable. sorry am i rambling or what~~ ]

But you're taking it off right now! You actually really want to get my clothes off, don't you?

[If he annoys him with this again, it will only be a plus, really. He loves pushing buttons like this, and maybe, just maybe, it will detract from the hideous green scales and the claws on his toes that will poke out whenever he does get that boot off. His pants will still cover how far it goes up, but...]

[He just raises his eyebrows when Karamatsu evades the question, looking vaguely smug at the fact that it basically got answered without having to be in as many words. He opens his mouth to make some likely smart comment, then, but winds up getting dragged into a kiss instead.]

[Well, that at least meant he was enjoying it, if nothing else. He reciprocates the gesture, pressing forward and leaning into him.]

Mmm, not really. Especially if you keep that up.

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