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.__.;; teamwork : sasuke/jin - prompt: aroused
Okay so it's total fanservice, and extremely not canon for teamwork. even a bit ooc, perhaps?
But of course as I was reading through the kissy meme and typing a "sorry, I don't feel inspired by this prompt" I was hit by this thing. So. Here it is. Sasuke + male prettyboy OC. Roar.
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coffeecrisis. *shakes fist at* ♥
"...You. The kunoichi."
"My name is Jin," Jin snapped, crossing his arms over his narrow chest. He gave the young man glaring at him a suspicious look. He knew Uchiha by reputation, of course -- who didn't? -- and by their meeting at the last Chuunin exam last year. That didn't tell him what the hell he wanted, especially not with his cheeks flushed, his chest heaving as if he'd run for twenty miles, and his eyes red and flashing angrily.
"I don't care what your name is."
... yeah, definitely angry. Offended, even. Jin started calculating an escape route. "If my teammates have hit on yours, it's not my fault. I'm not their keeper, you know."
A second later his back slammed against the closest wall, feet off the ground. Jin choked and twisted his wrist so the knife up his sleeve slid in his hand, but Uchiha grabbed his hand and forced it against the wall, too.
"What the hell?!" he protested, kicking; but Uchiha only stepped up close so he didn't have any space to build up momentum enough to hurt.
"... Just answer this question."
Uchiha didn't look very heavy, but he was all muscles and he had the leverage, and he pressed against Jin's body from chest to hips, trapping him thoroughly. Jin went still; there was nothing to do now but to wait for an opening.
"Did you, or did you not, help your teammates with that batch of cookies?"
Jin blinked. "--beg pardon?" Cookies, cookies, what on earth -- oh. The ones Kigane had been making for that party... where Uchiha's teammates were also invited...
"Help is a big word, but -- I guess? I was in the kitchen with her."
Uchiha was still flushed with offense, and when Jin answered, his eyes narrowed predatorily. The black dots in his blood-red irises started spinning in a very disconcerting manner. Jin shivered, a little too aware of the potential for violence in every single muscle of his body.
"Were you, or were you not, working on job-related drugs at the time?"
Jin's breath hitched, and his self-righteous anger faltered.
He'd been working on aphrodisiacs.
Suddenly he was certain that if he managed to wriggle a few inches down Uchiha's body, he would find out his biceps weren't the only part of him that was hard and ready.
Considering his personality, Uchiha was still more likely to punch Jin in the face than rape him, though. Which was good. Great! But he'd rather not get punched in the face at all. He let his eyes widen in shocked guilt, swallowed nervously.
"I -- I..."
He turned his face away, allowing a few wisps of smoke-gray hair to shadow his eyes, moved in Sasuke's hold -- it looked accidental, except that it pressed him against Uchiha 's lower body in a way that made Uchiha press back, totally by reflex. Uchiha looked torn between a startled awareness of how close they were -- good! -- and disdain -- not good. What had he done wrong? Jin tried to analyze what he knew.
... Right, the guy didn't think much of kunoichi in general. Being simple and direct might be easier than trying to play on his macho protector strings; as far as Jin knew he didn't have any.
"... Hell, I'm sorry. I should have known better. I'm pretty sure I'd cleaned up, but just on principle I shouldn't have left food and that kind of product in the same room."
Especially with Ki and Beni around. He was sure he hadn't touched the goddamn cookies, but he didn't put either of them past helping themselves to his stuff. Saying so, though -- that would sound like he was trying to pass the blame and only make Uchiha angrier.
"... You okay?"
The guy growled something wordless but thoroughly pissed off, and his fists clenched. Okay, stupid question.
So Jin cupped his hands around Uchiha's face and pressed their mouths together, because if he didn't redirect that violence now he was going to end up too damaged to work. (Also it would hurt like a bitch.)
He'd been sure Uchiha despised him too much to get all that carried off, and that he'd tear himself away and glare at Jin for daring to seduce him -- but Jin must have underestimated the efficiency of his own drugs, because Uchiha made a startled grunt and pressed closer, crushing Jin between his body and the wall. His hands fisted in Jin's collar, dragging his head lower, and suddenly Jin had a tongue in his mouth and a body between his thighs, and -- and there must have been drugs still in Uchiha's mouth because for a moment when he groaned in response and wound an arm around Uchiha's shoulders he wasn't faking.
Uchiha growled low in his throat as he plunged his tongue in, hard and domineering and wet, and Jin didn't find that kind of thing sexy, never had, but he trembled anyway. His toes barely brushed the ground; so since he couldn't kick off he folded his legs up, squeezed Uchiha's hips, told himself it was to get a measure of control in the way their groins pressed together.
Uchiha broke the kiss without warning, tangled his hand in Jin's long hair, growled in Jin's ear. "I should make you help me work it off."
Jin shivered again, and again told himself asshole he-men were only the guys that his usual mission-persona pretended to like. He, Kagami En-jin -- he didn't like guys at all. He liked girls, pretty girls, shy girls. Not guys who walled you and then threatened to molest you even though you knew they wouldn't, not really, and shit, definitely leftovers aphrodisiacs. Because he'd learned to tolerate getting manhandled like that, but not on his days off, goddamn it.
Jin swallowed thickly and searched for the right words, the right buttons to push to end this whole thing on the spot.
"Sure. You got money? I'm not cheap, you know."
Sasuke snatched his hand out of his hair as if he'd been burned. For a second their bodies stayed together, because Jin's knees were still squeezing Uchiha's hips, and he blushed hotly when he realized. He stumbled against the wall as he let go with great hurry.
Uchiha stood facing him, fists clenched tight, eyes narrowed, already suspicious of his words. Jin hid his relief best as he could, gave him a sultry smile, full of promises.
Without another word, Uchiha turned on his heels and stalked off. Jin waited until he'd disappeared past the corner to slump down the wall and curl up, forehead pressed to his knees.
Uchiha would have never known Jin was involved with the stupid cookies without someone babbling. Never known where to find him. Jin didn't care how drunk they were, he was going to kill Ki and Beni dead, and burn their corpses, and salt their graves, and piss on those for good measure.
It would keep until later, though. He had to take a cold shower first anyway.
But of course as I was reading through the kissy meme and typing a "sorry, I don't feel inspired by this prompt" I was hit by this thing. So. Here it is. Sasuke + male prettyboy OC. Roar.
Damn you,
coffeecrisis. *shakes fist at* ♥"...You. The kunoichi."
"My name is Jin," Jin snapped, crossing his arms over his narrow chest. He gave the young man glaring at him a suspicious look. He knew Uchiha by reputation, of course -- who didn't? -- and by their meeting at the last Chuunin exam last year. That didn't tell him what the hell he wanted, especially not with his cheeks flushed, his chest heaving as if he'd run for twenty miles, and his eyes red and flashing angrily.
"I don't care what your name is."
... yeah, definitely angry. Offended, even. Jin started calculating an escape route. "If my teammates have hit on yours, it's not my fault. I'm not their keeper, you know."
A second later his back slammed against the closest wall, feet off the ground. Jin choked and twisted his wrist so the knife up his sleeve slid in his hand, but Uchiha grabbed his hand and forced it against the wall, too.
"What the hell?!" he protested, kicking; but Uchiha only stepped up close so he didn't have any space to build up momentum enough to hurt.
"... Just answer this question."
Uchiha didn't look very heavy, but he was all muscles and he had the leverage, and he pressed against Jin's body from chest to hips, trapping him thoroughly. Jin went still; there was nothing to do now but to wait for an opening.
"Did you, or did you not, help your teammates with that batch of cookies?"
Jin blinked. "--beg pardon?" Cookies, cookies, what on earth -- oh. The ones Kigane had been making for that party... where Uchiha's teammates were also invited...
"Help is a big word, but -- I guess? I was in the kitchen with her."
Uchiha was still flushed with offense, and when Jin answered, his eyes narrowed predatorily. The black dots in his blood-red irises started spinning in a very disconcerting manner. Jin shivered, a little too aware of the potential for violence in every single muscle of his body.
"Were you, or were you not, working on job-related drugs at the time?"
Jin's breath hitched, and his self-righteous anger faltered.
He'd been working on aphrodisiacs.
Suddenly he was certain that if he managed to wriggle a few inches down Uchiha's body, he would find out his biceps weren't the only part of him that was hard and ready.
Considering his personality, Uchiha was still more likely to punch Jin in the face than rape him, though. Which was good. Great! But he'd rather not get punched in the face at all. He let his eyes widen in shocked guilt, swallowed nervously.
"I -- I..."
He turned his face away, allowing a few wisps of smoke-gray hair to shadow his eyes, moved in Sasuke's hold -- it looked accidental, except that it pressed him against Uchiha 's lower body in a way that made Uchiha press back, totally by reflex. Uchiha looked torn between a startled awareness of how close they were -- good! -- and disdain -- not good. What had he done wrong? Jin tried to analyze what he knew.
... Right, the guy didn't think much of kunoichi in general. Being simple and direct might be easier than trying to play on his macho protector strings; as far as Jin knew he didn't have any.
"... Hell, I'm sorry. I should have known better. I'm pretty sure I'd cleaned up, but just on principle I shouldn't have left food and that kind of product in the same room."
Especially with Ki and Beni around. He was sure he hadn't touched the goddamn cookies, but he didn't put either of them past helping themselves to his stuff. Saying so, though -- that would sound like he was trying to pass the blame and only make Uchiha angrier.
"... You okay?"
The guy growled something wordless but thoroughly pissed off, and his fists clenched. Okay, stupid question.
So Jin cupped his hands around Uchiha's face and pressed their mouths together, because if he didn't redirect that violence now he was going to end up too damaged to work. (Also it would hurt like a bitch.)
He'd been sure Uchiha despised him too much to get all that carried off, and that he'd tear himself away and glare at Jin for daring to seduce him -- but Jin must have underestimated the efficiency of his own drugs, because Uchiha made a startled grunt and pressed closer, crushing Jin between his body and the wall. His hands fisted in Jin's collar, dragging his head lower, and suddenly Jin had a tongue in his mouth and a body between his thighs, and -- and there must have been drugs still in Uchiha's mouth because for a moment when he groaned in response and wound an arm around Uchiha's shoulders he wasn't faking.
Uchiha growled low in his throat as he plunged his tongue in, hard and domineering and wet, and Jin didn't find that kind of thing sexy, never had, but he trembled anyway. His toes barely brushed the ground; so since he couldn't kick off he folded his legs up, squeezed Uchiha's hips, told himself it was to get a measure of control in the way their groins pressed together.
Uchiha broke the kiss without warning, tangled his hand in Jin's long hair, growled in Jin's ear. "I should make you help me work it off."
Jin shivered again, and again told himself asshole he-men were only the guys that his usual mission-persona pretended to like. He, Kagami En-jin -- he didn't like guys at all. He liked girls, pretty girls, shy girls. Not guys who walled you and then threatened to molest you even though you knew they wouldn't, not really, and shit, definitely leftovers aphrodisiacs. Because he'd learned to tolerate getting manhandled like that, but not on his days off, goddamn it.
Jin swallowed thickly and searched for the right words, the right buttons to push to end this whole thing on the spot.
"Sure. You got money? I'm not cheap, you know."
Sasuke snatched his hand out of his hair as if he'd been burned. For a second their bodies stayed together, because Jin's knees were still squeezing Uchiha's hips, and he blushed hotly when he realized. He stumbled against the wall as he let go with great hurry.
Uchiha stood facing him, fists clenched tight, eyes narrowed, already suspicious of his words. Jin hid his relief best as he could, gave him a sultry smile, full of promises.
Without another word, Uchiha turned on his heels and stalked off. Jin waited until he'd disappeared past the corner to slump down the wall and curl up, forehead pressed to his knees.
Uchiha would have never known Jin was involved with the stupid cookies without someone babbling. Never known where to find him. Jin didn't care how drunk they were, he was going to kill Ki and Beni dead, and burn their corpses, and salt their graves, and piss on those for good measure.
It would keep until later, though. He had to take a cold shower first anyway.
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....
GUYS WHAT ARE YOU DOING? AAAAH, NO WALLSEX. STOP IT. THIS REPLY IS GOING TO BE TOO LONG. FFFFFFFF, STOP."
And then, an aside fic was born. xD
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It would be such pretty hatesex. Alas... I don't think I'd work for long, Jin really is straight and Sasuke really is strengthsexual. Sorry Jin, you don't cut it.
But damn if Naruto wouldn't give his left nut to be able to watch. >___>
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Sasuke: WHUT.
Jin: I'm not THAT good a ninja. *try to beat up Uchiha Sasuke wtF*
Naruto: *wibble*
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Sakura: You spent our budget on WHAT?
Naruto: *disappear no jutsu*
Inner!Sakura: DIE NAO.)
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I loved how you characterized Jin in this vignette--grumpy, terrified, aroused despite himself, and then grumpy again.
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I should make you help me work it off.
Um, YES PLZ! That line killed me. *____*
Also, the idea of Sasuke drugged with aphrodisiac cookies amuses me to no end. NO END, I TELL YOU!! *loves all over you* >D
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Oh dear.
That was hot and disturbing all at the same time. And heh - Jin pushing just the right buttons is great.
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Sasuke: SEX, NOW!
In this Case, Sasuke would be the Dom completely......
But Oh, Man, when Sasuke comes back from all that, Jin and his teamamtes are gonna die. ((Sakura and Naruto? Probably ok with it and asking for more of whatever it was to slip to Sasuke at random times.)
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And goddamn youuu. I want to see Sasuke!relief when he gets home. >:E
I hope you know I'm totally going to draw SasuJin.
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That sentence is a little funny. I had to re-read it like..5 times to get what you're trying to say.
But other than that....lulz. XD Horny!Sasuke. XDD OH dear. Why didn't he go to Naruto and Sakura for 'help'? Kyuu!Naru would sure work it off...and then some XDD
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But Jin was so snarky, and being all "HowthehelldoIgetoutofthisI'mgoingtokillthem!!!!!*hissgrowl*" while Sasuke was high as a bird, it was just the epitome of awesomeness. And the last line killed me.
And I can't help it, you made Jin one of my favourite original chaacters!
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Lol, good job. Do you think Sasuke would've kept at it if Jin hadn't said those words right then? ^^
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AHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAH!!!
Lovely! Lovelylovelylovely!
(P.S. I can't decide if Naruto's life would be quieter or even more chaotic if he did master the intricacies of Disappear no Jutso. Nice, joisbishmyoga.)
(P.P.S. If he wants to learn it, though, my cat charges reasonable tutorial rates, especially around bathtime.)
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And "and Jin didn't find that kind of thing sexy, never had, but he trembled anyway." is sooooooo much WIN !
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