The Same Deep Water As You (Ficlet #2 PART 1): You And I Go Down

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Title: You And I Go Down
Universe: The Same Deep Water As You
Word count: c. 4,800
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.
Warnings: If there are warnings for this story, you can find them here.
Notes: Second of the 'request ficlets' we promised way back when. ___clash wanted to know about potential bondage in the guys' future. This is how that goes.
Summary: Don't save me, don't lose me.



You and I go down
a Same Deep Water As You story
by haikuesque

Ten months post epilogue: May

Uguisudani

He keeps his eyes closed while he spins back into focus, comes to rest on a high, need fading out of him until there's just their sweat and Kame's hands, the heat of his body playing rival to the hot May outside.

This is the best. All of it.

Jin breathes, waits for Kame to come back up. Breathes a bit shakier to soft kisses on the way, floppy hair tickling his stomach.

Lips on his throat still make him shudder, but then he's got Kame right there, where he can say 'thank you' with kisses of his own. Kame's hair soft around his fingers and Kame's contented hum in his ears.

He could spend all day like this. High on Kame, stretched and drained, happy with Kame curling down around his side. It's Wednesday, but their weekend of sorts. That's how work shook out this time.

Kame sighs, his body going slack. Drift and doze and it's not even afternoon yet. Jin loves it like this, awake and drowsy at once. He warms a cooling spot on Kame's back and holds him tight as he can.

Kame stirs against his chest. "Forgot last night," he mumbles. "Did you bring my earphones?"

"Oh. Yeah. In the laptop bag."

"Thanks." It's unusual that Kame forgets things when he stays at Jin's. Not like Jin, who could stay here a few weeks without getting bored or going naked.

Not that he's ever bored with Kame. Or that naked is a problem.

"Something funny?" Kame pokes him lazily in the side.

"Nah," Jin says, stroking through Kame's hair. It's dark brown just now, barely a tint, with an almost respectable cut for the middle-management guy he's playing. Jin loves to mess it up, make him look rougher and more carefree.

"Speaking of funny," Kame says after a little while. "Did I tell you about Hamaguchi?"

"What about her?" Jin's met her once now. Kame is a brave, brave man.

"I think she has a boyfriend." Jin can hear Kame's grin. "I heard her making dinner arrangements on the phone and she started to whisper."

"Good for her," Jin says. Kame is a little gossip. Who'd have thought, under all that tight-wound paranoia. "Shows there's still real men out there. Tough steely ones."

"Very tough," Kame agrees, giggling softly and tracing Jin's bellybutton stud.

Jin got a new one a few months ago. The old one is in a drawer in a lined box, safe, because he and Naoki had good times, too. He watches Kame's fingers, feeling as slow as they are, drifting happily.

He's pulled out of it when Kame's muscles go tense. "Ratings should be out by now."

Jin can do tensing too. With his arms, right around his crazy boyfriend's chest. "I can tell you already about the ratings, the ratings are great. You're not getting up."

Kame tries to sit up but Jin pulls him back down. Kame is grinning, but sticking his fingers into Jin's side again. "Just let me check."

"Your ratings are fine. Also this is your weekend."

"I'm just going to have a look." Kame pushes against Jin's arm, so Jin rolls on top of him while Kame insists, "Just so I know!"

"You'll just find something to mope about. I don't want you moping on our weekend. It's not hot." But Jin has to squirm because those fingers know him far too well, and for once not in the good way.

"Didn't know you were so shallow," Kame gasps and Jin flails and giggles, warding off Kame's hands, says, "Only when it's really worth it", and at last he's sitting on him with Kame's elbows under his knees. There. Safer.

Kame waggles his forearms, tries to tickle Jin’s thighs. Jin’s less ticklish there, and it’s easy to ignore when he has Kame to stare down on, hair sweaty from before and more from their fight, cheeks flushed and a softening glint in his eyes. He’s gorgeous.

"So, do you give?"

For a moment Kame seems to be summoning evil, but then it fades, defiance too much work. "Looks like I don't have much choice," Kame sighs, eyes skimming up Jin's body soft as silk.

"Damn right."

Now the danger's over, Jin can snuggle in close again, warm and relaxed. No stupid ratings anywhere.

The drama's doing fine, anyway. The ratings have been nothing but solid.

"What are you brooding over now?"

"Nothing." They had a famous guest star this week, too, there's really no need to worry. And Kame feels great and dreamy and this is perfect.

Of course the guest star means higher expectations, and if the numbers don't jump they know about whom the papers will make snide remarks, and it's not the pretty, uncontroversial, dull-as-dishwater main star of the series. Whom, just by the way, Jin can't stand.

Idiots.

"You're brooding. I can hear you."

"I am not brooding," Jin says. "I'm enjoying my boyfriend as he should be enjoyed. Naked and sweaty." He kisses Kame on the chest, faint saltiness on his lips.

Kame laughs. He's gotten much better. The ratings have gotten better and Kame has gotten better and...

"Okay," Jin sighs. "I'll have a quick look."

Kame tilts Jin's chin up, his eyebrows high with surprise. "What, now? Changing your weekend rules already?"

"I'll go sneak a peek and then you'll see there's nothing to worry about."

Kame blinks, before his legs come up around Jin and he laughs. "I don't think so!"

"What? I'm just doing what you want." Jin pushes himself up and looks innocent.

Kame clings to his neck, keeping him off balance. "Can't just change the rules on me, that's not fair."

Fair, yeah. More like revenge, glinting in Kame's eyes. Jin twists, still stronger, isn't he, but then Kame pinches his collarbones which talk about fair, jerk, and Jin's still twitching into a curl when Kame heaves and flops them over.

He's still laughing. Jin flails for leverage but Kame holds tight, and if Jin didn't have a point to make about scrawny little fretters he would... really do something---

"Give," Kame says.

"You gave and then you went for my collarbones!" Jin says, twisting his wrists in Kame's grip. "And look what it— hey!— what it got me."

"I know you're a more honest wrestler," Kame grins. "With prettier collarbones." He bends down to lick them, and that tickly-hot feeling gives Jin more than a twitch this time. Kame just presses down on him harder. And then he stops licking and straightens, to stare at him in breathless triumph.

"You gonna let me go?" Jin says. Kame's got him pinned so good, he'd have to hurt him to get out.

"I haven't decided." Kame's grin widens. There's a shift of his hips, a touch of hardness. Kame's hot, and happy. "You gonna give?"

It's prickling all over him, just Kame's weight and his dishevelled look, and the heat in the air. "I give," Jin says, going lax with a touch of drama. "I'll give you whatever you want." And he's still a crap actor, but Kame smiles through his grin and bends down to draw more shivers from Jin's skin.

"Then I'll let you go," he murmurs against Jin's neck. "Eventually."

His mouth travels up, behind Jin's ear and slowly along Jin's jaw, and then at least they can kiss again, and as the kisses go deeper Kame's grip on his wrists melts away.

Jin melts too, into drifting drowsiness, as Kame wraps him up and holds him close. Weekends, god he loves them, even on Wednesdays. He loves Kame, bossy jerk with no wrestling ethics that he is.

Kame turns them, spoons up behind him, his arms pulling tight; and there's that hot stare in Jin's mind again, vivid and unmistakable. It's not long ago that Kame would have frozen, apologized, gone dead with shame.

Kame didn't even notice. Kame just had fun.

*~*~*

The ratings are fine. It's been over a year, after all. Plenty of other people's scandals, enough time for Kame to remind the world he's good and talented and the most reliable guy you've ever cast. Just happier.

Over a year since Kame left his wife, over a year they've been boyfriends.

Jin's met Kame's neighbours and learned to drive Kame's car; has to hide dirty laundry when Kame comes to stay over at his place. He starts to forget where he left his writing notes and his good jeans and Kame rolls his eyes, but drives him to his apartment in the middle of the night when it's urgent and Jin's had a drink.

Eleven months since Kame clinked champagne glasses with him over his first single with the band. Nine months since Kame picked him up from seeing his family. Six months since they watched momiji together at Arashiyama and Kame wrapped him in his coat. Six weeks since Kame got annoyed with him over finding unpaired socks all over the apartment.

The Monday after Jin's weekend gig, Kame brings home Sugino cakes, a little treat for nothing, maybe for all the anniversaries they skipped. "Oh, you're home," he says, smile on his face when he finds Jin on the couch. "I didn't expect you before dinner."

But he's stopped looking at Jin as if he marvels Jin is there at all.

"Misa dropped me off," Jin says, pushing himself up to kiss Kame and stop him in his busy stride. "I ran laundry."

"Good," Kame says, with a grin Jin can feel. "I like seeing you on stage, not smelling the stage on you."

"Oy!" Jin shoves him, and Kame shoves him back, and while Kame moves on to put the cakes on plates, Jin remembers shoving and tickling and wrestling and... weight.

Four days since Kame held him down in bed, and liked it, and didn't have a meltdown.

Maybe that was about time, too.

*~*~*

"So, I've been thinking," Jin says. It's late, after food, their feet up on the couch between them, Kame's toes flexing when he stretches. There's a program about antiques on TV, people bringing their old stuff to be evaluated. Past baggage, lots and lots. But Jin's mind isn't on old teapots or faded calligraphy.

Kame rolls his shoulders and settles back in his corner. "About what?"

"About sex." He's thought about any number of ways to bring it up, all of them complicated. So.

Kame's mouth curves up. "I do that sometimes too," he says, but he's intrigued.

"Do you want to try tying me up again?" There it is.

Kame waits, a slow moment, until Jin sees it register, and almost a replay, yes, this is what Jin said. Kame blinks away, to the shiny box the guy on TV is holding, at Jin and back again as if he's looking for some connection. "What?"

"I was just thinking," Jin repeats. He knows he's blushing. But to hell with it. "You like it, and we've been—"

"I don't like it."

"Yes, you do."

"I don't like it." Kame draws in taut like a spring, and doesn't Jin ever hate that, but at least a year and then some has taught him how to handle the Kame guilt train, and that it eventually leaves the building. Station. Whatever.

"Will you hear me out for a goddamn minute?" he says, and that icing-over isn't so pretty either, but at least Jin's going to get his entire argument out because it's not as if he didn't come prepared. "Okay, I'm sorry. You don't like it the way, you know... that way. But I think you could like it the way it would be now."

Silence.

"And the other day, when we were messing around? When you held me down. That was fun."

Kame is rigid. Jin's goddamn minute.

"And it got me thinking that we could get a little creative, and just because you were an asshole about it once doesn't mean it wouldn't turn you on now, I think it could turn you on a lot and you'd be good to me and it would be fine. It could be fun."

Kame stares at him with that pinched look of too much thinking happening. "I've got all the fun I need."

It sounds brittle. The smile he gives Jin is brief and guarded, like he doesn't know what Jin will spring on him next.

"I know that," Jin says, putting all his conviction into the three words. Kame is generous, the kind of lover who'll give you anything, and how he shines every time leaves no doubt about how happy he is, with their slow sweet sex and making out with their clothes on, showering together, all that stuff Jin loves. "I don't think I have to or anything, I don't think you're bored."

"That's good," Kame says, with a lack of force that says he is still reeling. "It's true."

Jin nods, and leans forward because he needs to touch Kame, and he's not thrown when Kame stills again, he just strokes a little circle on Kame's hairy shin.

"You like being bossy with me in bed," he says, blushing again. It's harder quiet, without the arguing. "You like taking care of me." It slips warm and twisty under his skin, even coming from himself, even though now is really not the time.

Kame doesn't dispute it, just watches the slow stroke of Jin's thumb. "You hate being tied up," he says. "Let's not pretend I don't know that."

"I hated that," Jin says. "And I know you're trying to avoid anything that might even remind me. But it's not the same thing." He bends over and kisses Kame on his knobbly knee, as far as he can reach just now. "We never tried it together."

Kame takes a long breath. When he finally moves, it's to touch Jin's hair.

"Think about it," Jin says, meeting Kame's eyes. "You don't think it would be different?"

He lets Kame try on the thought; can tell when there's an image, caution written all over Kame's face. But he doesn't bolt, and his fingers stay soothing in Jin's hair.

*~*~*

"What do you think about the light?" Kame stands in front of the floor lamp, the room dimming by a shade, a hair's breadth of a slide on the control.

Jin steps up behind him and slides his arms around Kame's waist. "The light's fine," he says, brushing his lips against the back of Kame's neck. He can feel the tension in Kame, a truckload of attention landing on the tiniest things.

Kame's shoulders rise with a deep breath. "Okay, good," he says, and turns slowly in the circle of Jin's arms. "So..." His hands slide under Jin's shirt, concentration and an inner push. "We're ready to do this?"

Ready for Kame to direct Jin and for Jin to obey, for Kame to pick up the black bunch of ties Jin bought just for today...

"Yeah, we are," Jin says.

"And you know I'll stop..."

"Yeah." He knows Kame will stop, what to say, what they said they'd do. All of it.

"Okay." Kame straightens. His hand skims down Jin's arm and then puts soft pressure on his hip. "Go to the bed."

Jin feels a bit silly; that he's so tense, that Kame's so tense, it's just the bed, and Kame's hand guiding him.

Kame undresses him. Undoes the buttons, the shirt Jin wore specially so this could be better than just pulling a t-shirt over his head. "Stay still." Kame's focus is intent as he works his way down, bit by bit, his fingertips cool on Jin's skin.

Jin shivers. It's been a while since there's been this formality, this deliberation when they got naked with each other. It's... exciting.

Kame can tell, after he's pushed the shirt off Jin's shoulders and moved on to the pants. He looks up, a brief smile around his mouth. "You like this."

"Yeah," Jin says, surprising himself when there's no smartass remark at the end of it.

"I like getting to look at you." Kame takes his time, but Jin can feel he's watchful, what his words do, what the distance does.

No names, nothing mean, no threats. Jin said that. No roles. Kame's too good an actor, and Jin doesn't want to be with someone else here. They're taking it easy.

"I could always look at you," Kame says sincerely, running his hands all over Jin's chest and down, resting on Jin's cock. Gentle and possessive, and Jin feels it pulse.

Kame strokes him lightly, trusting Jin to hold still. It's not easy; Jin likes it anyway.

Then Kame says, "I want you to get on the bed now," in a careful command voice.

Yes, sure. Jin nods, hopes he isn't awkward, sits down slowly without a bounce. But Kame's eyes hold him there, Kame makes him wait with a soft brush of his fingers.

Short and sweet Kame, looking tall and hot. They all but live together and he's sat next to Kame standing before, but now he feels a weight behind it. Weight Kame gives it when when he brushes Jin's hair back, lets himself look.

Kame likes it too. There's a bulge there, covered, not on display like Jin, and despite all the care and hesitation Kame's eyes have gone dark, his cheeks pink when he leans down for a kiss.

Yes. Good. Just right, for them both, and Jin makes a noise, don't stop, but Kame pulls back, just hovers.

"Later," he breathes over Jin's lips, "you'll get more." Then he nods, a bracing shrug. "Now move up."

Up, right, and he does that, and a nudge tells his legs to follow him on the bed, stretch out, and there he is.

There Kame is, half kneeling on the bed, half still standing, towering over him. Thinking, thoughts that seem dark and watchful.

The bed's familiar under Jin, everything around familiar too, but it's different; holding so still while the bed is dipping is different. Kame is different, the tight control something Jin hasn't seen in a while. He breathes out into a much closer room, thinking of letting go in a minute, in two, just being here and helpless. Remembers a tug, being blind… reminds himself they planned this, made a list together. His breath is coming short, safety wobbling around it.

He shouldn't look away from Kame. Kame helps.

Kame has scooped up the ties but is almost disregarding them, so focused on Jin. They can do this. What Kame wants, on Jin's terms, together.

He holds out his hand, shows Kame his wrist.

Kame's eyes flicker down. He touches skin, brushes his palm thoughtfully. Then he gives Jin a look, slow and turning stern at the end. "I'll tell you when to do that."

"Sorry," Jin says. He bites his lip, but there's a flutter in his stomach too.

Kame's gentle, like Jin's hand is precious. He holds it up as he loops the smooth fabric around Jin's wrist. Ties the knot, lets his fingers trace the edge.

Is anything too tight?

It's not too tight. It's fine.

Jin breathes in, warmth and shivers, all the same. He's just as sure as he was yesterday when they hashed it all out, but of course he's here now, and Kame is wrapping the long end in his fist.

He meets Jin's eyes again. Jin gives a tiny nod.

Kame pushes off the side of the bed, and the pull in Jin's wrist says that now is right, now he's supposed to. He stretches his arm up.

No waiting. Just another loop, around the bedpost. Just half a tug.

He flinches when Kame brushes up his arm, the soft underside, where the pulse is. First time jitters. He wants to laugh when he thinks that, but then, it's a fact. First time together.

Then Kame pushes up, strong, smooth. Walks around the bed, elegant in his shirt and slacks, suddenly distant. The heavy warmth throbs around Jin. He wants to reach out when Kame is close enough again, but he's been told. He'll wait.

Kame stands by the bedpost, the second tie still a tidy roll in his hand. "Are you sure?" he says. Ready to make it real.

Jin nods. Then he adds, "Yes," out loud, because he remembers the other time too.

Kame lets the tie slip loose. "Then you can give me your other hand."

Jin feels the full weight of his arm, raising it up; but then it's just a funny sort of intrigue as he watches Kame loop a black ring around his wrist, watches the ring go tight with a tug that pulls a breath out of him.

He flexes his fingers, feels Kame watching. Concentrates on the way this is different from any other time, and that's as close as he'll let himself get to that thought. Okay.

He nods, just in case. Just the ties never hurt him. And there's nothing bad lurking here, he knows it, deep down under the roll and ebb.

It tickles when Kame ties his ankles to the bedposts; slack in those, the hands make him helpless enough.

He can hear Kame exhale too. When Jin checks in with him, he finds full focus, wrapping around him.Kame nods to himself, starts unbuttoning his shirt.

It's so weird, to watch him do this and lie still, just wait and do nothing. So weird it pushes him to the edge of embarrassment, a heated little crawl in his stomach. But Kame's cheeks are flushed, Kame is getting out of his pants and he is hard because of Jin lying and watching and waiting, and the crawl turns into a sunny glow.

It's good when Kame looks at him.

He tests the bonds, just for show really, to make his muscles flex and Kame pay attention.

Kame swallows. XKame is paying him lots of attention. He kicks his pants away, and Jin thinks he's almost smiling.

"You going to fight me?" he asks, kneeling on the bed.

Jin can even see it coming but when Kame puts a hand on his thigh he jerks anyway, it's hot and light and pointing the way.

"Wouldn't do much good, would it," he says, moving just one arm against the tie.

Kame watches his face for a moment, before he bends down and kisses Jin on the hip. "No." His hand moves higher.

Jin shivers. He could move into it, he's got that much freedom, but it's better not to, to just let Kame... to wait, until Kame gives him what he needs.

Kame's breath is the softest caress on his belly. That touch inches up again. Jin can't help tensing. A pause. Everything's slow. Kame puts his full palm on his skin; nothing for his cock yet.

What he needs, what Kame decides he should have. So familiar, that lick of desire when Kame takes hold of his body and handles him, but dialled up to nine, a heavy beat through everything. He closes his eyes, remembers it makes a difference – goes with the shock and start of where Kame's hands go, around his bellybutton, over his hips, between his thighs.

Even with his eyes closed he thinks he can feel it, Kame looking, seeing Jin waiting and turned on, Jin all for him now.

Kame's palm cups his face, rests there for a moment, then it's gone. Trails briefly over his upper arm, then with more purpose down his side, to his hips. Jin moves into it but it's already gone.

He wonders what next. Wonders but waits. Jumps again at a hand slipping under his ass. Breathes through a chaster touch on his chest. Bites his lip when he has to wait more.

"Jin."

Kame sounds wrong.

Jin's eyes fly open, and there's Kame looking down at him, a line between his eyebrows and a fixed sort of stare, and god, Jin left him alone, he should never have left him alone with this. He can't even reach out.

Kame is swallowing. "Can we stop, please?"

"Sure." It's all dry, and he nods quickly. "Of course. I was fine," Jin says even as Kame gets up to undo the ties. "It was all fine, I liked it."

"Yeah, I—" Kame falters mid-tie.

"But that's also fine, whatever you want." Jin's brain is only slowly getting with it. "It's fine, stopping is totally fine. Just get these things off, okay?"

Kame nods, and gets his focus back. "I'm just, I'm sorry," he says, and Jin doesn't stop him when he's done with the first and goes for the second, and Kame says, "I thought I..." and trails off, and then they deal with a foot each.

"It's okay," Jin says. "Everything's cool." He wants Kame to stop looking like that, guarded and small.

"Yeah," Kame says thinly. He reaches out and touches Jin's hand, right where he left off with the last tie. "That's good. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize." He pulls Kame onto the bed and into an awkward hug and hears Kame breathe out in a shudder.

But then Kame draws back, sits on his heels and meets Jin's eyes. "You are okay, yes?"

"I'm totally okay."

At least Kame just nods, doesn't look for evidence of how he traumatized Jin again or whatever. He gets up slowly.

"Do you want something?"

"Nothing in particular," he says at first, but then he gets it, hands buying time for Kame's brain. "Water would be nice?"

So Kame gets them some water, still naked, carrying the glasses like they're crystal. They drink it sitting on the bed with their knees almost touching, and Jin doesn't say any of the million reassurances throbbing behind his forehead because it seems like Kame got that one.

After a moment, Kame tilts his head towards the bathroom. "I'll just..."

Jin pats his hand. He doesn't really want to let him go. "Okay."

He watches Kame as he disappears. After a moment, the shower comes on.

So, he didn't think he'd end up here again.

He finishes his water, listens to the soft swoosh in the pipes. Considers getting a drink but decides against it, clear heads and all. He figures Kame doesn't need a shower, just wants to get some time to himself, and he figures that's all right, except he also knows how Kame and his brain can get each other in trouble, so he wishes Kame could do his coping in sight.

But the shower stops before he gets too worried. Towel time's also reasonable, and then Kame's back, with his hair wet and a towel around his hips. "Hey," he says, sounding as soft as he looks.

"Hey," Jin says.

"I'd like a drink," Kame says with a small smile. "Think we can do drinks?"

"Yeah, sure." Jin finds himself smiling too, not that it's so funny.

"You too?"

"Yeah."

Kame goes to pour them both Macallan. Ice in Kame's, none in Jin's. Jin makes room for him against the headboard and when Kame sits and pulls his legs up, the first thing he does is touch Jin, just where he can reach, roundabout his knee. His hair is curling damp behind his ears, and he looks young, all that focus washed off him.

Jin lets him have a sip. "Better?" he says, in whichever way Kame will take it.

Kame shoots him a glance before looking down at their toes. "Yeah. I just wanted to get my head together."

Jin tucks a wet spike of hair behind Kame's ear, knows it's silly and doesn't care. "You didn't do anything wrong."

Kame leans a little into his hand, and surprises him by saying, "I know." He lets his head sink back and looks directly at Jin. "I know. I knew I wasn't going to hurt you, too. I just got spooked. I had it all in my head again, and I knew it was different, but I couldn't turn it off. I'm sorry I blew it."

"Nothing blown," Jin shrugs awkwardly. "You didn't like it, we stopped. We said that's how it should be." They both meant Jin, then, and for a moment they smile at each other like failed conspirators. "Spooked's not good."

"Yeah, the ghost of bondage past..." Kame sighs and closes his eyes. Okay, if he's making jokes about it, they've probably missed the guilt train, which is better than Jin had hoped.

"Whoo-ooo-oooh," he says softly, and Kame smiles without opening his eyes. Reaches for Jin's hand, soft grip on his fingers. Jin squeezes back. "You know, we could... try again," he says, adds hastily, "Not now. Just, banish the ghosts and all."

Kame doesn't tense, which is a relief. "Hmmm," he says.

"Hmmm?"

"I think you're right." And Kame's eyes are open again, awake and sober and on Jin. "About banishing ghosts. I thought about it too."

*

 

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/___clash/]

This spot. Mine. Kthx, back after the vampires are gone!

[http://users.livejournal.com/___clash/]

The lovely things you write! *___* My... I'd forgotten how amazingly cute they are together in this story! *_____* Their wrestling over ratings had me cooing like a lunatic, and then Jin, counting months, and he has all these landmarks - LOL, timemarks?! - and it's just... adorable :B And he's so determined here, like a puppy with a particularly tasty bone. I love that about this Jin!

For a moment Kame seems to be summoning evil
Such a cute mental image! *___*

And Kame is so funny when he's in denial *g* "No, Jin, what on Earth are you talking about? I absolutely hated that time I tied you up, I only did it because the voices said I had to." I kind of expected that, to be fair. He's been a bad, bad boy, he should be in denial - although preferably not forever! ^^;; He does seem to be getting better. So that's good, for Jin's exasperation levels at least!

"About sex." He's thought about any number of ways to bring it up, all of them complicated. So.
LOLOLOL he's Jinius! Either that or you love to make me spill my tea, which wouldn't surprise me either ^^

And oh, awkward bondage, how I've longed for thee! *____* It's lovely! And I like that it's Kame who can't go through with it, that I wasn't expecting, but I actually... I like it even better than if it'd been the other way around, because Jin's had his moments and, well, now he maybe deserves some cuddles, Kame can handle occasional suffering, at least for a while ^^;; Isn't that what boyfriends are for?

and for a moment they smile at each other like failed conspirators.
!!!!! See how cute they are?! OMG I can't with this, I might start crying rainbows anytime now asdfghjk and the ghost of bondage past! I'm so glad awkard!bondage turned out so happy!! :B :B Cutecutecuteasdfghjkl

[http://users.livejournal.com/___clash/]

No, really, I mean, so cute! *____*

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

Solo: Cuuuuuuuute!!!!
Jo: It's a cat. A hedonistic cat.

[http://users.livejournal.com/___clash/]

I'm supplying Solo with a variety of emoting cats! ^^ #purpose

[bellemelody.livejournal.com]

"No, Jin, what on Earth are you talking about? I absolutely hated that time I tied you up, I only did it because the voices said I had to."

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL I love it XD XD

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

Their wrestling over ratings had me cooing like a lunatic

Ratings are important. >_> ...still scarred by Kami no Shizuku...

Jin, counting months, and he has all these landmarks

He sometimes still can't believe how lucky he is. Every day is special. Even unpaired-socks days. XD

I absolutely hated that time I tied you up, I only did it because the voices said I had to.

LOLOL, well. The crazy crazy voices in his crazy crazy head... there's something to this.

He has Jin to make sure that he doens't stay in denial forever! Jin and Jin's determination.

We're really happy you liked the awkward bondage; to us it seemed quite natural that Kame would be the one with issues because Jin has learned to trust Kame, but Kame hasn't yet learned to trust himself again.

We are aware that this is probably the least sexy bondage in the history of... bondages? Bondage. Whatever. Cute, yeah...

Really glad you like it! ♥

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We are aware that this is probably the least sexy bondage in the history of... bondages?

Well >.> No, I disagree. Sexy bits were very sexy, you see >.>

[souleater-angel.livejournal.com]

SPOT

Be back later with proper comment!

[souleater-angel.livejournal.com]

All of this was just so sweet.

They are so cute together, with Kame being a gossip-- ( "Did I tell you about Hamaguchi?"
"What about her?" Jin's met her once now. Kame is a brave, brave man. ROFL I LOVED THIS!)-- and forgetting things at Jin's place and their adorable little ratings wrestling match. I love how Jin makes use of his strength and forces Kame to think about slightly more enjoyable things than ratings, and then I love how Kame turns it right back around on Jin and makes Jin give in, and then doesn't even think about it. No guilt malfunctions.

Jin's met Kame's neighbours and learned to drive Kame's car; has to hide dirty laundry when Kame comes to stay over at his place. He starts to forget where he left his writing notes and his good jeans and Kame rolls his eyes, but drives him to his apartment in the middle of the night when it's urgent and Jin's had a drink.

This is just so sweet and cute and adorable and just GREAT. I loved picturing each and every one of these little glimpses into their lives.

Eleven months since Kame clinked champagne glasses with him over his first single with the band. Nine months since Kame picked him up from seeing his family. Six months since they watched momiji together at Arashiyama and Kame wrapped him in his coat. Six weeks since Kame got annoyed with him over finding unpaired socks all over the apartment

THEY'RE JUST SO CUTE.

"About sex." He's thought about any number of ways to bring it up, all of them complicated. So.


This is just so Jin. I can just picture Kame's amused little smile.

Honestly I never expected either of them to ever bring this up again. Jin obviously was never into it, even before, and neither was Kame; it had never been a thing for either of them. Just for Kame when he was crazy, which he no longer is. At the same time I thought it was sweet of Jin to offer, because he knows that Kame, although in a sick and twisted way, did enjoy it once, and he wants to both overcome the ghosts and make it good for Kame in a new way.

Kame is generous, the kind of lover who'll give you anything, and how he shines every time leaves no doubt about how happy he is, with their slow sweet sex and making out with their clothes on, showering together, all that stuff Jin loves.

Kame totally is all of this, but then so is Jin, bringing up this old traumatic experience and offering to do it over because he thinks it can make Kame feel good, not that Jin wouldn't enjoy it as well though.

And they're both so careful and cautious, and I honestly thought they might actually be able to get through it. I really think Jin would not have needed to stop. It's very obvious that he trusts Kame completely, and has absolutely no fear of crazy!Kame malfunctions appearing any time soon.

Kame on the other hand... not so surprising he had to stop. I think it's pretty obvious which one of them carries the most scars from that time.

"Don't apologize." He pulls Kame onto the bed and into an awkward hug and hears Kame breathe out in a shudder.

Kame's got the perfect guy to handle the scars though, doesn't he? XD.

"You know, we could... try again,"

They totally can, and together they can totally conquer these ghosts. :D
This was amazing! I loved it! Thank you so much for writing these!!!

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

No guilt malfunctions.

Nope. He is getting better. Jin is glad to see it!

THEY'RE JUST SO CUTE.

LOL we get the feeling people like the domesticity (fail!domesticity?) more than the fail!bondage. But that's okay! ♥

Jin obviously was never into it, even before, and neither was Kame; it had never been a thing for either of them.

This one is a bit tricky. Jin was never into it. Kame was never into it with anybody else, but with Jin it... really did turn him on. It wasn't just the desire to stay in control of the situation. And that's why Jin think it might work somehow. Kame, bondage or not, is a toppy guy, so, well. Worth a try maybe. (Except then, ghosts. >_>)

I think it's pretty obvious which one of them carries the most scars from that time.

Yes. Oh yes.

Thank you for this lovely comment! ♥

[pinkporca.livejournal.com]

Loved it. The ending was just right. Kame still has issues on bondage and Jin is so patient waiting for the banishing of ghosts. Thanks for sharing.

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked it! Yes, totally issues, but Jin can be veeeeeery patient. VEEEEEEERY patient indeed. When he has to.

Thank you for commenting! :)

[krystal-32206.livejournal.com]

the ghost of bondage past...

LOL! This ficlet just makes me giggly all over.. OTL

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

Giggly, huh? The poor guys, it's such a difficult, distressing topic for them. ;p

[abi-manyu.livejournal.com]

i can help but laugh at "Yeah, the ghost of bondage past..." Kame sighs and closes his eyes. this is cute.... go on, Kame. you need ghostbuster.. XD

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

Those ghosts seem to be quite popular. Yes, Jin can be a ghostbuster for Kame! He just has to train a bit more. Or train Kame a bit more, who knows... >_>

[bellemelody.livejournal.com]

Kame and his cockroaches XD XD it's priceless XD after Jin offered to add some bondage in their good and not boring sexual life all cockroaches start to dance lambada in Kame's head XD

It was funny to read how Jin is fine with this part and even feels excited and Kame feels excited as well, but still all these thoughts in his head XD like Kame is badly traumatized by his own previous actions XD

The ending was unexpected but very interesting and so like this Kame :)

They are so cute, just being with each other and so romantic and so fluffy :) this is really the fluffiest fic ever with fluffiest Akame ( I'm talking about SDW here) despite some moments in the story Akame relationships are warm and nice :)

Thank you for this fic :)

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

Yes, all the little (big?) cockroaches crawling out of the apartment pipes again. Dancing the lambada - Peri, you have such wonderful images for us!


Not exactly cockroaches, but... ;)

Kame traumatized himself thoroughly. Or, more than that, he learned that he can't trust himself and that sometimes even when he thinks something he does is logical and plausible, it really isn't. He needs a while to get over that, and he really doesn't want to risk screwing up with Jin.

Yeah, SDW turned into utter fluff in the end. LOL. But Jin deserved that after the awful start and his awful backstory.

Thank you for this lovely comment! ♥

[thesecretdoor.livejournal.com]

This was just wonderful! And their little squabbles and wrestling matches are the cutest :D

I'm really glad this played out how it did, in a way I didn't really want them to try the bondage thing again, I didn't think it would work for them, and I would have been a little dissappointed if it had've worked just like that, it would have kind of felt like all those difficult choices and emotions they went through were for nothing. So for that reason I'm glad things didn't work out with them, and I'm really glad that it was Kame that put a stop to it. I liked the way you got across Jin's worries about it too, but since it was Kame's guarded, careful behaviour, back when things started going right for them, that made me adore him, I'm really glad we got to see that side of him is still buried deep inside, even when there's no need for it :)

And by the end of this part, I could also see why it was import to them to get the bondage thing to work, not just because they could both really enjoy it, but because if they didn't they'd always have that stuff lingering around them. The ghost of bondage past as you guys so brilliantly put it :D

Thank you for writing this!! I'll go comment on the next two parts now :D

[haikuesque.livejournal.com]

:DDD 'Wonderful' and 'cutest' is good. #pleased

We get you, about not really being keen to see them try the bondage, and we're happy that we didn't spoil it for you. We kind of thought when we were writing this bit that this was the weirdest bondage ever, but they are both weird about it so it couldn't really be any other way. *g*

Yep, the ghosts of bondage past. Time they were laid to rest.

Thank you for this great comment! ♥ It really made our day!

PS: Junno and Ueda? #icon *g*