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+S to Z › Samurai Champloo
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
18
Views:
6,125
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Don't own SAMURAI CHAMPLOO OR ITS CHARACTERS; don't make money from WRITING FANFIC ABOUT IT.
Like I'm Gonna Try Anything With a Flat Kid Like Her
Author's Note: Based on the prompt "All About the Games You Play" at the LJ Comm Citrus-Taste.
Like I'm Gonna Try Anything With a Flat Kid Like Her
When she's not around, you love to tell me about what a tease she is, how she plays games with you:
"The wench was half undressed then screamed, like she didn't know I was standing right there!"
"I woke up and her hand was on my thigh! Right next to my dick! When I jumped up, she played innocent, denied knowing how it got there!"
"She says she doesn't feel safe alone with me, can you believe it? Like I'm gonna try anything with a flat kid like her!"
I listen in silence, sharpening my sword, dozing, waiting for you to finish so I can return to meditation. My grunted responses neither acknowledge nor repudiate your complaints. We both know the truth, though, Mugen.
When you're beaten into resistance, pinned beneath me, my cock balls-deep in your ass, you whine like a bitch for the mama you never had. Then, and only then, does the truth comes out of your vagrant, criminal mouth:
"Tear me up, Jin. Make it so I can't even think about fucking that sweet little virgin cunt. I'll wreck her. Don't let me wreck her, Jin. Wreck me instead. Ruin me."
Telling so many lies makes the truth flow like a river when you finally give over control, doesn't it, Mugen? Silently, I listen to your confession, slamming into you, thrusting home until I see sparks behind my eyes and know my own truth as I come: taking you like this is another game, false penance for my own pitiful excuse for a life.
As I pull away from your panting, sweaty body, I wonder when you'll have had enough. I can't help but hold out faint hope that one day you'll turn the tables, and force from me my own hidden truths.
Like I'm Gonna Try Anything With a Flat Kid Like Her
When she's not around, you love to tell me about what a tease she is, how she plays games with you:
"The wench was half undressed then screamed, like she didn't know I was standing right there!"
"I woke up and her hand was on my thigh! Right next to my dick! When I jumped up, she played innocent, denied knowing how it got there!"
"She says she doesn't feel safe alone with me, can you believe it? Like I'm gonna try anything with a flat kid like her!"
I listen in silence, sharpening my sword, dozing, waiting for you to finish so I can return to meditation. My grunted responses neither acknowledge nor repudiate your complaints. We both know the truth, though, Mugen.
When you're beaten into resistance, pinned beneath me, my cock balls-deep in your ass, you whine like a bitch for the mama you never had. Then, and only then, does the truth comes out of your vagrant, criminal mouth:
"Tear me up, Jin. Make it so I can't even think about fucking that sweet little virgin cunt. I'll wreck her. Don't let me wreck her, Jin. Wreck me instead. Ruin me."
Telling so many lies makes the truth flow like a river when you finally give over control, doesn't it, Mugen? Silently, I listen to your confession, slamming into you, thrusting home until I see sparks behind my eyes and know my own truth as I come: taking you like this is another game, false penance for my own pitiful excuse for a life.
As I pull away from your panting, sweaty body, I wonder when you'll have had enough. I can't help but hold out faint hope that one day you'll turn the tables, and force from me my own hidden truths.