Cinnamon and Jasmine - Freestyle Love Affair
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Adult +
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4
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6,168
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34
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CHAPTER ONE
Title: CINNAMON AND JASMINE - FREESTYLE LOVE AFFAIR
Author: Samurai Champloo (c) geneon.
Summary: No this isn\'t a shameless attempt at a sequel...It\'s mostly left over parts, ideas, and such from the original Cinnamon and Jasmine. Takes place about a week after the last story left off.
Rating: R, yaoi/lemon/shonen-ai/NC/Rape
Pairing(s): Mugen/Jin, Jin/Mugen, NC OC/Jin
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Usual SC cast, plus a few OC\'s.
Author\'s Notes:
((Some OOC but no more than the original, and a small spoiler about Jin\'s past. Hope you all like it, although it will never hold a candle to it\'s namesake in terms of how long I worked on it...Enjoy!))
Disclaimer: ...I think we all know I don\'t own any of the characters...except the ones I made up...
CINNAMON AND JASMINE
2 July 2005, 4:20AM, Sat.
\"You two try to behave yourselves while I\'m gone, okay?\" The small woman in pink gave her firmest look to the two.
\"Damn, just go already, why you stallin\'?\"
\"Shut up Mugen, I mean it! I\'m not coming back to a burnt down inn, or a rioting town. Just stay put, as in be here when I get back! No wandering either of you.\"
\"You can trust us Fu.\" Jin spoke to calm them, a crowd was beginning to stare.
\"You maybe, but...One week you two. Until then?\" She looked almost about to cry.
\"Sure.\" Mugen sighed as Jin nodded.
She was off.
\"What the fuck she leaving us behind for anyway? She\'ll just get kidnapped or something.\"
\"The man with information was a family friend. Perhaps she thinks he would disapprove of us and become silent.\"
\"You\'re sexy when you\'re being so smart...\"
A light blush graced the samurai\'s pale face. Little comments like that always caught him off guard, no matter how disciplined he was. Before he knew it; the tan one was crushed against him, stealing his breath in a passionate kiss.
//What?!//
\"Mugen! We\'re in public!\" Jin whispered as angrily as he could, pushing the other man away.
Another small crowd was forming.
\"SO?\" Mugen spoke extra loud.
\"I\'m going to our room.\" The ronin said as coldly as he could, walking calmly past the onlookers.
\"That\'s right people just keep looking, assholes!\" Mugen kicked the ground a little before leaving in another direction, smiling.
- - - - -
\"Oi, so you finally showed up.\" A cinnamon eyelid looked up. The Ryu-kyuian was laying, shorts only, on the futon lazily.
\"I took a walk.\" Jin sat on his knees on the other side of the room.
\"You still mad?\"
The ronin closed his eyes, Mugen\'s voice sounded concerned.
\"No...Mass attention is never a good thing, however.\"
\"I\'m sorry, I can\'t help it. I see you standing there all focused and it makes me crazy.\" He rolled onto his stomach, facing the other fully.
\"Your insanity has nothing to do with me.\" Jin couldn\'t hide the small smile.
//But I still love it...//
\"Do you ever get tired of being so fucking uptight?...\"
\"Do you ever get tired of being a reckless instigator?\"
Mugen quickly jumped to his feet, closing in the space between them. The ronin starred in shock for a brief second.
\"Nope, never...\" Tan hands caressed the slender neck that was available.
\"I\'m not the designated uke, you know.\" Jin narrowed his eyes at Mugen lustful gaze.
\"You know you like it...\" A tongue began to trace the delicate ear, the ronin couldn\'t help but shiver.
\"Even so...\" He took a breath. \"I won\'t stand for it...\"
\"We\'ll kiss for it...\"
\"You\'re not fooling me again. Last time you said that you grabbed my ass and I lost. I will not gamble if positive outcome is not possible.\"
\"Damnit...\" Mugen sighed roughly, sitting back into a normal position. \"What do you want Jin? You want to fuck me tonight?\"
The ronin blushed again. \"I didn\'t say that.\"
\"Well, you\'re smart, that\'s what the seme does.\" Mugen looked truly annoyed.
//I\'m not doing it...No way in hell...//
\"You make it sound so mechanical. I\'m not going to just take you...\"
//I don\'t think I could...//
\"I\'m not doing it. I\'m sorry, but I can\'t.\"
\"What?\" Jin almost hissed.
\"I\'m not an uke type of guy. I don\'t even think I\'d enjoy it.\"
\"So I suppose I\'m an uke type of guy?\"
\"Well, yeah, I mean...\" Mugen turned and thought for sure he seen flames surrounding the pale man. \"No, I don\'t mean that. You liked it that\'s the whole point. I wouldn\'t. You don\'t wanna rape me do you?\"
//I hope you don\'t, hate to have to kill you.//
\"No, Mugen...\" Jin sighed.
\"See...So come on, lets both enjoy ourselves...\" The Ryu-kyuian approached again.
\"Go fuck yourself.\" Jin stood quickly, turning to the door and leaving.
//What the fuck just happened?//
Mugen collapsed on the futon out of frustration, punching it a few times.
- - - - -
Jin walked onward, not knowing where he was or caring. His somewhat sad eyes stared firmly at the ground, never moving from their blank concentration. He did not notice a large man staring at him from across the road.
//I\'m not an uke, I was stupid enough to trust him...Does he expect me to just lay there and take it every time? It is amazing, and I do like it, but...//
His hand subconsciously held his sword.
//He is not that different from me, no matter what I say...I am only the bastard that killed his own master...How could I ever truthfully speak of pride and honor?//
A bridge caught his attention. The pale man stood staring lifeless at the dark water below.
\"I love him, and I want him to be happy...But this feeling of inferiority is killing me. If I truly love him, why do I feel this way?\" He asked the night.
The water didn\'t answer.
- - - - -
//Where the hell is he?!//
The very annoyed Ryu-kyuian lay glaring at the ceiling. It had been over two hours and still no Jin.
//He\'s got no where to go, there isn\'t any place to sleep in this dump...He\'d never leave Fu like that.//
He let out a tired groan.
//This is so fucking stupid. All he has to do is lay there and let me pleasure him. It\'s no big deal that he\'s on bottom. It\'s just not my thing...//
Tanned features frowned.
//I never did ask him if it was his thing, did I? I just assumed.//
His stomach began to feel fluttery as he thought about how they first hooked up.
//You took some virgin, sexually naive, uptight samurai and made him your uke.//
Guilt took the place of fluttering.
//He agreed to it, you didn\'t force him. You love him...//
The swordsman wanted to punch himself when his brain added, \'And you can\'t even do this for him.\'.
- - - - -
END CHAPTER ONE
((Hmm...Maybe an uke Mugen? *laughs evily*, Jin\'s probably feeling a little tired of being bottom by now, ne? Let me know what you think, for better or worse...Domo!))
Author: Samurai Champloo (c) geneon.
Summary: No this isn\'t a shameless attempt at a sequel...It\'s mostly left over parts, ideas, and such from the original Cinnamon and Jasmine. Takes place about a week after the last story left off.
Rating: R, yaoi/lemon/shonen-ai/NC/Rape
Pairing(s): Mugen/Jin, Jin/Mugen, NC OC/Jin
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Usual SC cast, plus a few OC\'s.
Author\'s Notes:
((Some OOC but no more than the original, and a small spoiler about Jin\'s past. Hope you all like it, although it will never hold a candle to it\'s namesake in terms of how long I worked on it...Enjoy!))
Disclaimer: ...I think we all know I don\'t own any of the characters...except the ones I made up...
CINNAMON AND JASMINE
2 July 2005, 4:20AM, Sat.
\"You two try to behave yourselves while I\'m gone, okay?\" The small woman in pink gave her firmest look to the two.
\"Damn, just go already, why you stallin\'?\"
\"Shut up Mugen, I mean it! I\'m not coming back to a burnt down inn, or a rioting town. Just stay put, as in be here when I get back! No wandering either of you.\"
\"You can trust us Fu.\" Jin spoke to calm them, a crowd was beginning to stare.
\"You maybe, but...One week you two. Until then?\" She looked almost about to cry.
\"Sure.\" Mugen sighed as Jin nodded.
She was off.
\"What the fuck she leaving us behind for anyway? She\'ll just get kidnapped or something.\"
\"The man with information was a family friend. Perhaps she thinks he would disapprove of us and become silent.\"
\"You\'re sexy when you\'re being so smart...\"
A light blush graced the samurai\'s pale face. Little comments like that always caught him off guard, no matter how disciplined he was. Before he knew it; the tan one was crushed against him, stealing his breath in a passionate kiss.
//What?!//
\"Mugen! We\'re in public!\" Jin whispered as angrily as he could, pushing the other man away.
Another small crowd was forming.
\"SO?\" Mugen spoke extra loud.
\"I\'m going to our room.\" The ronin said as coldly as he could, walking calmly past the onlookers.
\"That\'s right people just keep looking, assholes!\" Mugen kicked the ground a little before leaving in another direction, smiling.
- - - - -
\"Oi, so you finally showed up.\" A cinnamon eyelid looked up. The Ryu-kyuian was laying, shorts only, on the futon lazily.
\"I took a walk.\" Jin sat on his knees on the other side of the room.
\"You still mad?\"
The ronin closed his eyes, Mugen\'s voice sounded concerned.
\"No...Mass attention is never a good thing, however.\"
\"I\'m sorry, I can\'t help it. I see you standing there all focused and it makes me crazy.\" He rolled onto his stomach, facing the other fully.
\"Your insanity has nothing to do with me.\" Jin couldn\'t hide the small smile.
//But I still love it...//
\"Do you ever get tired of being so fucking uptight?...\"
\"Do you ever get tired of being a reckless instigator?\"
Mugen quickly jumped to his feet, closing in the space between them. The ronin starred in shock for a brief second.
\"Nope, never...\" Tan hands caressed the slender neck that was available.
\"I\'m not the designated uke, you know.\" Jin narrowed his eyes at Mugen lustful gaze.
\"You know you like it...\" A tongue began to trace the delicate ear, the ronin couldn\'t help but shiver.
\"Even so...\" He took a breath. \"I won\'t stand for it...\"
\"We\'ll kiss for it...\"
\"You\'re not fooling me again. Last time you said that you grabbed my ass and I lost. I will not gamble if positive outcome is not possible.\"
\"Damnit...\" Mugen sighed roughly, sitting back into a normal position. \"What do you want Jin? You want to fuck me tonight?\"
The ronin blushed again. \"I didn\'t say that.\"
\"Well, you\'re smart, that\'s what the seme does.\" Mugen looked truly annoyed.
//I\'m not doing it...No way in hell...//
\"You make it sound so mechanical. I\'m not going to just take you...\"
//I don\'t think I could...//
\"I\'m not doing it. I\'m sorry, but I can\'t.\"
\"What?\" Jin almost hissed.
\"I\'m not an uke type of guy. I don\'t even think I\'d enjoy it.\"
\"So I suppose I\'m an uke type of guy?\"
\"Well, yeah, I mean...\" Mugen turned and thought for sure he seen flames surrounding the pale man. \"No, I don\'t mean that. You liked it that\'s the whole point. I wouldn\'t. You don\'t wanna rape me do you?\"
//I hope you don\'t, hate to have to kill you.//
\"No, Mugen...\" Jin sighed.
\"See...So come on, lets both enjoy ourselves...\" The Ryu-kyuian approached again.
\"Go fuck yourself.\" Jin stood quickly, turning to the door and leaving.
//What the fuck just happened?//
Mugen collapsed on the futon out of frustration, punching it a few times.
- - - - -
Jin walked onward, not knowing where he was or caring. His somewhat sad eyes stared firmly at the ground, never moving from their blank concentration. He did not notice a large man staring at him from across the road.
//I\'m not an uke, I was stupid enough to trust him...Does he expect me to just lay there and take it every time? It is amazing, and I do like it, but...//
His hand subconsciously held his sword.
//He is not that different from me, no matter what I say...I am only the bastard that killed his own master...How could I ever truthfully speak of pride and honor?//
A bridge caught his attention. The pale man stood staring lifeless at the dark water below.
\"I love him, and I want him to be happy...But this feeling of inferiority is killing me. If I truly love him, why do I feel this way?\" He asked the night.
The water didn\'t answer.
- - - - -
//Where the hell is he?!//
The very annoyed Ryu-kyuian lay glaring at the ceiling. It had been over two hours and still no Jin.
//He\'s got no where to go, there isn\'t any place to sleep in this dump...He\'d never leave Fu like that.//
He let out a tired groan.
//This is so fucking stupid. All he has to do is lay there and let me pleasure him. It\'s no big deal that he\'s on bottom. It\'s just not my thing...//
Tanned features frowned.
//I never did ask him if it was his thing, did I? I just assumed.//
His stomach began to feel fluttery as he thought about how they first hooked up.
//You took some virgin, sexually naive, uptight samurai and made him your uke.//
Guilt took the place of fluttering.
//He agreed to it, you didn\'t force him. You love him...//
The swordsman wanted to punch himself when his brain added, \'And you can\'t even do this for him.\'.
- - - - -
END CHAPTER ONE
((Hmm...Maybe an uke Mugen? *laughs evily*, Jin\'s probably feeling a little tired of being bottom by now, ne? Let me know what you think, for better or worse...Domo!))