purplepimphats | Golden Sun kink meme, round 2.

Golden Sun kink meme, round 2.

Well, the old one has served us well, but it's two years old there's a new game out and hopefully this will bring in a whole bunch more activity.

the usual rules apply.
-The only wank with want is the sexy kind. Leave pairing wars, name wars, and kink wankery at the door, please.

-one request per comment.

-not everyone has played Dark Dawn yet, so make sure to label anything with spoilers in the title of the comment.

-you can use the Japanese names and pairing names when making requests, but make sure you put the English names in parentheses for those who aren't in the know about them.

-if you prefer Japanese names, you can stipulate in your request that you'd prefer them, or fill with them.

-a list of kinks to get you started.

-there's no limit on requests at the moment, but the meme will die out if no one fills too, so in general there's a big suggestion of 'if you can, fill for request you make.' However we know that not everyone is a writer or artist, so if you're just here to read, then don't think you can't make requests too.

-just because this is a kink meme doesn't mean PG-13 and under fics can't come play too.

A new posting rule applies. If you want to fill out an old request from the past meme, copy it over and fill it here, but leave a comment at the old meme, so if the op has it tracked, they can find it again.

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From the door, to the stairs to the room they were hit with cheers from the crowd, a worried glance from Mia, an indiscernible look from Isaac and then even more cheers and a few woof whistles as Garet, with a grin –and to the now stunned expressions on their companions’ faces- swept little Ivan off his feet to carry him up the way.

Running his tongue back up Garet’s cock, he gave the adept’s balls another lick, hand on his muscled stomach and eye’s shut, Mars had gotten over the fear of having his mind exposed to Ivan since Vault and opening his eyes as the ginger gave a deep moan that made his member twitch in high salute and Ivan’s respond in pride.

Slinking up his comrade’s long body to poise himself for a kiss. “I want you committed to this. If it gets too be too much, trust me to say it. I don’t want you holding back Garet.”

One hand holding his pale hip and the other tangled in his hair Garet kissed him, “Aye… You trust me a whole hell of a lot more then I trust myself.”

“That’s why you have me, love.” Leaning to the side he nuzzled the ginger’s cheek, finger’s wrapping around –and failing to completely- Mars’ erection and rubbing. “Shall we?” the blond asked, rolling onto his back under Garet’s arm.

“Let me get you ready first squirt.” He said, lips spread to a smile as his hand trailed from Ivan’s chest, down his body, pausing to press his palm against the blond’s peach, pressing up and gently, then strongly returning the rub up Ivan’s shaft, sending hot chills down the boy’s spine.

“Yes…”

Lips finding tit, Garet licked and nipped, fingers rushing back up Jupiter’s body and finding their way into his mouth, sucking hard on the soft flesh. The blond’s hand worked his ginger’s shoulder, already drinking in his deep musk, noticing only sensations, like the fingers leaving his mouth, the tooth then hot tongue on his nipple and then the warm, wet touch that circled his entrance before pushing in just as Garet’s hand gripped tighter on his other breast causing both a low moan to escape Ivan’s lips and his knees to bend, lifting legs and allowing his partner to seek further into him.

Foot finding and then rubbing the full length of the fire adept’s large member, teasing his balls and stimulating his sensitive underbelly.

“Always so eager…” He said between licks, looking up, then kissing Ivan’s neck, pushing in to the knuckle before slowly drawing out.

“Always so cautious…”

“Not tonight.” With a wicked grin Garet’s knee pushed Ivan’s legs open further, two digits driving, sending a shiver that he watched, eyes going from perked nips to smooth belly to quivering cock and pulled tight balls.

“Thank the Gods…” Ivan moaned, mouth freezing the sound as it widen to a pink ‘O’, hand now stroking and grabbing the ginger’s chest, finger’s being scissor inside of him, toes curling as he kneaded the throbbing erection with his foot. “Now… Please?”

“Wait for the third…” And there entered Garet’s ring finger, loosening up Ivan’s hole in preparation, sinking all the way in to the knuckles again, teasing his insides just for the fun of watching the blond’s reaction.
Now Garet would make that lame line. “Ivan, you sure about this?”

Taking the older boy’s face in both his hands the wind adept looked him straight in the eye. “Garet, I love you. Now for the love of all that is Elemental, fuck me!”

With a laugh Garet finally took his place firmly between Ivan’s narrow hips, the only lit candles in the room behind him casting his built body in a naked gauze of shadow, leaving his flaming red hair and face illuminated by the light that still reached under his ass to light the firm sack and now pearl wet cock that hovered, nearly tip to tip just a fraction of space from the blond’s own.

With a joyous laugh Ivan reached down and smacked his member against his love’s own, “Cheers!”

“Oh there will be…”

Hefting his thighs up further, he reached, having Jupiter suck his finger’s wet once again before giving his dick a few more strokes, lining the head to his lover’s puckered and ready hole. Pushing in and lifting as the thin arms wrapped around his shoulders, moaning loudly in a mix of ecstasy and pain as Garet’s girth enter him

It was like being split open, but there was no way in hell he was going to let Garet know how much it hurt. He didn’t care, the look on his lover’s face was sublime and he loved it, feeling as the ginger’s thoughts all vanished to euphoria. Opening his eyes he felt it burst in his chest as well, like a triumphant beast finally tasting the satisfaction of conquest. He ruled the world and from the look on his partner’s face he did. All the power Weyard seemed to suddenly rest between. Pounding and thrashing in waves of pure myrrh.

“Yeah, you’ve got this… fuuuuuck! Gar- Garet… Mars!” He’d started thrusting, Ivan’s heat encasing him in a way that made all that felt on the field of battle nothing. Thumbs spreading his cheeks open further, he kissed the boy’s temple before Jupiter strained his neck up to catch him full on the mouth, their tongues hitting for only a moment as Garet pulled out to slam back in again, tasting Ivan’s sweet mouth, feeling his tongue on his lips as their body’s became ever more deeper, and deeply connected.

The ginger laughed as he felt a nip to his lip, the tug like the one he was starting to feel in his immersed member. “You’re… doing that?”

“Yeah… told you it would be fine…” He said with a grin as Garet laughed again, feeling as with each thrust in, Ivan seemed to pull him deeper and harder, reluctant to let him go and ever glad to welcome back. Both of them a mess of sweat and pants and as Mars strained, receiving an even longer elated moan from his partner he noticed the digging sensation along his back, spurring him to pushing his full weight on the small form under him, some voice telling him to stop, to be careful to not loose himself- “Mars yes! Don’t even think about stopping!” A hand slapped against his side, squeezing as he rubbed up and against the muscled flesh. Biting his lip back in reply Garet clamped his ass, pushing with all his body into and onto Ivan, locked at the mouth, the groin and every other possible surface as he broke, breathing ragged,

“Ivan-“

“I know, me too-!” With a cry that silenced the whole downstairs and had eyes looked on their room from below Garet laughed then bellowed out the most pleasured filled moan of his young life as Ivan’s body seemed to pass that high point it’d already set for gripping him from the inside as both their chests and stomachs were drenched with the blond’s hot come a moment before Garet’s own blazing seed ignited Ivan’s body that much further.

“We’re gunna need another room.” Isaac said with a sigh before downing the last of his beer, eyes taking the work the two had wrought just on the downstairs level before the whole inn started rocking with laughter.

Sheets tossed aside that’s how they stayed all night long, Ivan waking up, smothered in Garet’s arms and still hotter then he’d ever remembered being.

“Yeah, but I like this a hell of a lot better than that damn desert.”

With a laugh Ivan agreed, “Me too… Garet… what’d we do to the furniture?” He asked, looking around at the wrecked room, what wasn’t smashed was either ashes or severely scorched –there were think, dark marks on the ceiling exactly where each candle had been.

“Fire alive… what did we do to the furniture?” He asked stunned –both of them knocking out right after sliding to a position where Ivan wouldn’t get suffocated.

“I hope to the Elements I can get Hamlet to cover this…” Just at that there was a tentative knock at the door. “Yes?” a gust broke the sheet’s back up to them as the door opened, stepping in Isaac and Mia, both eyes lowered and evidently ready to bolt if necessary.

“You guys good?” The fearless leader asked.

“I believe so yes.” The look of pride just couldn’t quiet stay off wind adept’s face.

“Good, the inn keeper wants both off you restocking the rooms’ candles and scrubbing ceilings… Isaac it looks like they had a storm in here too.”

“There were others?”

“Not in the rooms, thank Mercury, but outside…”

“Makes this look ideal…”

“So who else do we now owe money?”

“Oh, their downstairs. Pretty sure you’ll find out quick enough-

“Ivan!”

“Shit.” –simultaneously said by all the occupants of the room as lord Hamlet made his way down the hall and then standing, vehemently in the doorway.

“What. The. Fuck!?”

Briggs and Eoleo, genfic, 'When You're a Professional Pirate' (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YvUbbYX9BMs)

Aside from the bad pun in the title what I basically want is Isaac as a pirate sailing the seas (The fact he's a Venus Adept is not lost on me) on a wild quest with his merry crew, to loot, pillage, and plunder the cities and towns of the coast. Course the gold is nothing compared to some of the other treasures they acquire.

Like Jenna, or Sheba, or Mia, or all three of them.

Go wherever you like with this. But it must have Isaac as a pirate and must be het.

This might be a kind of strange version of what you had in mind, but I hope you still enjoy it!

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"Matthew, if you don't say something I'm going to poke your face with this gross stick."

"Matthew, if you don't say something I'm gonna throw you in that river over there."

"Matthew, if you don't say something I'm going to make you cook dinner for the next week."

"Yeah, and you'll have to hunt the food yourself. I ain't helping."

"Matthew, if you don't say something I'm going to assume you agree with everying I say. ...And nodding or shaking your head doesn't count as talking. I'll just assume you're also have some sort of seizure."

"Matthew, if you don't say something I'm gonna make Karis kiss you."

"What? No you're not! I'm not kissing anyone! You kiss him!"

"Okay, you heard the lady. Say something or you're gonna have gross sloppy man-kisses all over your face."

"...wow. He's still not saying anything."

"His face is beet red though! Are you blushing, Matthew? Are you shy? Do you liiiiiike this sort of thing? Ow! My nose! Yeesh, try to tease you and this is the thanks I get!"

"I find it very strange that you'd expect to be thanked for teasing someone, Tyrell."

"Of course I do! My teasing is top notch! Children come from miles around just for the chance to be teased by the great and amazing me!"

"Ah, look, he's smiling."

"Yeah, but that doesn't count. Everyone smiles. Maybe you should kiss him, Karis. Maybe I should kiss you..."

"I think I'd rather be kissed by a Goblin, Tyrell."

"Hey! I'm not that bad a kisser! Ask Matthew!"

"...He's not saying anything. I don't think he agrees."

"Oh shut up, Karis. You suck."

"Heehee! However, for the sake of science, I shall kiss Matthew."

"How is this for the sake of science?"

"We're obviously researching cures for the Mute Disease. Threats don't seem to work, but we did get a reaction when you kissed him."

"Well yeah, he hit me! I don't think I want Matthew to go around communicating with people by hitting them. Though it would be kinda funny. Hey Matthew, how about you go around communicating with people by hitting them?"

"Tyrell, stop talking. We already have enough to deal with trekking across the continent to find a new Roc Feather for the Soarwing you broke. We don't need any enemies."

"Well fine. Anyway, it's time for you to kiss him. You said you were gonna, so you better do it."

"Okay, okay, you two can stop anytime now. Really. I'm serious. C'mon guys, this isn't funny. Well fine. I see how it is."

"Tyrell! What in Jupiter's name do you think you're doing!"

"What? I'm allowed to kiss him, you're allowed to kiss him, but I can't kiss you?"

"I never said anything about you not kissing me! You can kiss me! Just not there! Really, boys are just awful!"

"...so you're saying I can kiss you?"

"Fine."

"Aw, don't pout. Here, I'll make it up to you."

"Tyrell! Tha-! Stop that! It tickles!"

"Hey Matthew! Help a guy out here!"

"Nonononono! Don't listen to him Matthew! Be a good boy and do what I tell you to do! What do you think you're father would say?"

"Ack! M-matthew, you were supposed to do that to her! Aaaaah, it does tickle!"

"Ha! Not so fun when you're on the receiving end, is it!"

"Well, I wouldn't say that..."

"Oh gross, Tyrell, that was more information than I needed. But fine, if you like it so much, then let's see how you fare when it's two-on-one!"

"Aaah, no! No! Ah! W-wait, wasn't this...suh-supposed to make Matthew talk? H-how is this gonna...h-help?"

"You make a fine point Tyrell. But really, this is too much fun."

"N-no! Have mercy! M-mercy, you two!"

"All right, I guess. Anyway, it's only fair that Matthew gets his turn."

"Heheheh, see how red his face is! Don't worry Matthew, we'll treat you real nice.

"Mmmm, still not saying anything Matthew? Well what if I do this?"

"Hey Matthew, are you still going to stay silent if I do this?"

"Hey Matthew, are you gonna make any sounds if I do this?"

"Or maybe I should do this..."

"And then while she's doing that I can do this..."

"Well. I really don't think we're making any progress whatsoever. Do you Tyrell?"

"I guess not. And I'd really hoped this would work. Well, I guess we should just leave him alone and have fun just the two of us, don't you?"

"I think that sounds like a fantastic plan."

"..."

"..."

"Oh, fine you guys. Get back over here."

"Oh my! Did you just hear what I heard?"

"I think I did! I really think I did!"

"Well Matthew, as your reward I suppose we can continue what we were doing before. That's what you wanted right? It's no use lying to us."

"Aw, don't go back to being a mute again. How're we supposed to know we're doing this right if you aren't making any sounds?"

"Well that's just making him blush again, Tyrell."

"Hey, whatever gets a reaction out of him is a win in my book. So, Matthew, how would you like it if I held you down...while Karis strips you! Quick Karis, strip him!"

"Oh, how embarrassing this must be for you! Held down by this big, strong man while I take off your clothes and-oh! What's this here! Matthew, you dirty pervert! Do you need me to take care of this for you? Do you need me to stroke it for you, do you need me to lick it?"

"...gosh, I'm impressed Matthew. Able to keep quiet even with her sucking on you like that. I suppose I'd better help out then. Let's see, if Karis is paying attention to that part, I guess I'll just have to pay attention to this part!"

"Woah, wait Tyrell, you really are an idiot. You really should use some kind of lubrication, I think."

"I know Karis, I'm not stupid. Don’t worry, I got it covered. I got an oil drop right here."

"Tyrell! You want to burn us all to ash?"

"Would you stop overreacting? I'm a Fire Adept, I know what I'm doing. See, I'm taking the wick out. Now it's just oil. Right?"

"I really shouldn't be trusting you with this. If you burn me I'll kill you."

"Okay Matthew, last chance. Still gonna keep quiet? ...heheh, you have an interesting look on your face. Does that mean you like this? You want more? Whoa, Karis! What are you doing?"

"W-what! A girl has her needs too!"

"Well you two ain't leaving me out of the fun here. Do you think you're loosened up enough, Matthew? If you nod your head yes, I'll take it as a yes instead of as a seizure. ...all right."

"H-hah, still staying silent Matthew? Even l-like this?"

"I think -nnn- I think he m-might just have the best endurance in all of Weyard."

"He really must -ah!- He's putting you to shame."

"Sh-shut up, Karis. Lean over so I can kiss you."

"I'm not -mmm mmm- really in the best position to kiss you right now, T-Tyrell."

"Fine. I'll just have to pay attention to -hahhh, hahhh- your back or s-something then."

"Ah! Tyrell, that tickles!"

"Be quiet and -nnnfff- enjoy it."

"Aah, aah! M-Matthew, you could at least say something before doing that! ...you're coming with me to find herbs tomorrow."

"Could you please not start a -nnn- conversation while some people aren't fffffinished yet? Mmmmm."

"..."

"..."

"Wow, already getting dark. That took...longer than I'd expected."

"Yeah, and we still didn't get him to say any more."

"Well in any case, I'm exhausted."

"Me too."

"Me three."

[A few days later]

"Matthew, you really can't go back to being silent all the time. What's Rief going to think?"

"It doesn't really bother me, actually."

"No no no, we're gonna have to make him talk again, won't we Karis."

"I think we will."

"...what are you two talking about?"

"It would probably make more sense if we just showed you, rather than telling you. Right, Matthew?"

Alex/Amiti.
Anything.
Most likely very non-con.

Not-OP thinks this was the sexiest dialogue ever, as well as highly amusing. ♥♥

Thank you! ♥

Karis/Sveta, comfort, in the ship after the Eclipse.

Make it fluffy and heartbreaking, Anon.

Why whouldja be trollin', Anon? They are obviously made for each other. ♥

One-sided Alex/Mia + Alex finding out that Mia had children = non-con Alex/Rief (or Nowell).
Extra love forever and ever if mention that, being the last members of the Mercury Clan, Alex and Mia were engaged in the past (or at least Alex thinks they should have married).

Matthew decides to find out what Growth would do to the cotton and linen in Himi's clothes. She retaliates in kind.

Slight AU, perhaps, so that Himi is postpubescent.

generic late-game spoilers (group members, setting, etc).
this took a ridiculously long time getting to the sucky smut. and both characters are probably butchered anyway. apologies, OP, though this anon had lots of fun writing this.

"Matthew!" The appointed leader of the group looked up from the maps spread on the table and met the stormy glare of one crimson-faced Karis. He blinked to signify his attention. "Matthew, get up on the deck and tell Amiti to put a shirt on right now!"

He blinked again and opened his mouth, and cut himself short as a small girl popped her head inside the cabin in turn.

"My deepest apologies, am I interrupting you two?" Himi asked with the Nihanese exquisite politeness.

Matthew shook his head, prompting a sigh from Karis but she said, "It's nothing important, please go on. What did you want to tell Matthew?"

"Thank you. Well then," she took a deep breath and her cheeks turned a little rosy, "I apologize in advance as this might pass as prejudice against another nation's customs, but in my culture, it is regarded as very shocking and I have not been raised in this way and my mother would be beside herself if she knew so I would very much appreciate if our revered leader could ask His Highness Amiti to please not stroll about half nude."

Matthew blinked again as she stopped abruptly to loudly catch her breath. Kares switched her stare from the little princess to him. "See?"

"It is... distracting," Himi whispered as justification, her entire face now the shade of her eyes.

"That it is," Karis mumbled, crossing her arms.

Matthew suppressed a smile and opened his mouth again, and the door banged open.

"Cap'n!" Eoleo caught himself. "Wait, no, tha's me. Leader! Tell Mr. Hissy-Fit to put his damned shirt back on!!"

When the three persons present in the cabin focused their stares on him, his bravado suddenly dropped and he turned all self-conscious and added a small, shy, "... please?" to his bold request. But, as Matthew observed, he had already been just about as flustered as the girls when he had come in. If not more.

Hu.

Amiti was out at the front of the boat, sat on the floor leaning to the wall of the cabin, and from what Matthew could see he seemed to be fixing a torn fishnet.

He was indeed shirtless, and as they were out of range of the Eclipse, the slight sheen of sweat and sea water on his skin was glistening in the sunlight. Matthew could only take the girls' word for it that this was a problem.

"I know why you're here," Amiti started ranting without even looking at him as he walked near, "and I really don't see how I'm expected to wear expensive and delicate clothing all the while helping manning a ship!"

He grasped the end of a thin rope between his teeth to secure it while fastening a complicated knot. The expression on his face made it seem as if he was biting it savagely.

Matthew politely waited for him to speak again. It didn't take long.

"... what I mean," Amiti grumbled, furiously munching around the piece of rope, "is that we Ayuthay are a nautical nation, I've been on a ship before, and I may be stupid sheltered nobility unused to menial work, but I've still enough knowledge of marine life to know it's much more practical to be underdressed while working. Plus," he finally looked away from the net to brandish his index finger in Matthew's face, "it is hot here outside of the shadow. So unless our much respected Captain can give me a valid, sensible reason, no, I will not sacrifice my comfort to his cultural customs!"

There was a beat as Matthew stared right back at him, nonplussed.

"... Oh, it's you, Matthew," Amiti seemed to realize for the first time. "Ah. Ehm. My apologies, I didn't mean to - did Karis - but she was fine with it when - is it really bothering the girls this much?" Matthew shrugged. It did, but he himself really couldn't see the problem. The boy was still wearing pants, after all. "I mean, of course, if you as our leader decide I must - I'm very sorry about ranting at you like this, I thought it was -"

"Who'd you think it was?" Eoleo clamored, making them both jump. "One of my shipmates sent by me to tell you 'bout the shirt policy again?"

Matthew decided it would be better to let the members of his group settle their differences on their own. If that didn't work, then he would talk to them separately, but he did not want to get caught in the middle of the impending clash of patriotic values.

Especially when he suspected their constant chewing each other out was all a matter of unresolved sexual tension. He much preferred hightailing it out of there than witnessing that.

***

Amiti glowered but had the maturity not to rise to the bait and instead ignore the annoyance. A maturity that Eoleo evidently lacked.

"So what does that mean, prissy kid? You don't care if I'm bothered that you're half-naked, only the girls?"

"How is that bothering you?" Amiti snapped, shamefully forgetting about maturity entirely when faced with the brutish pirate's brusqueness.

"What kinda question is that? You're distracting everybody 'round here," Eoleo scoffed.

"Just worries about your crew as the captain, is it really? You make it sound very personal."

"'Cause I'm distracted too."

Amiti let the silence drag on for a beat, but the man didn't seem to realize the unfortunate meaning of his statement and wish to reword it. He didn't stutter at the slip of the tongue and take it back, either.

Which likely meant it wasn't unfortunate or a slip of the tongue at all, and Eoleo had intended to say exactly what he'd said.

The kid fought a furious flush in what was at least as much discomfort as anger. It didn't help any in the area of him being a distraction.

"That - I did not want to know that," he hissed, but the volume of his voice had noticeably dropped. "You're almost twice my age, sir."

It amused Eoleo, how the Ayuthay prince kept addressing him in terms of respect but almost always sounded like he was spitting the words.

"'M fairly sure I'm well over that," Eoleo bragged with a grin. "Thirty-three."

Amiti sighed, exasperated, clearly thinking there was more important stuff to discuss at the moment than mathematical nitpicking, but he did answer. "Nineteen."

Eoleo blinked. "... You don't look it." The kid - young man - whatever - visibly barely refrained from saying something that would probably be along the lines of Told you so! "Wait, so you're legal? Damn."

The not-actually-jailbait blanched and needed a fair amount of time to compose himself enough to stutter, "I... That - that is such a despicable reaction, Captain, I can't find words for it."

"Pff! Legal takes all the fun out of it! In sex just as in everythin' else!"

"Captain!!"

Now that was funny. The more disgusted he got, the more respectful he was, apparently.

"What? Pirate, Your Highness," Eoleo reminded him, leaning down into the prince's face with a snicker. "Pirates do illegal stuff."

"Out of need!" Amiti was quick to point out, outraged.

Eoleo thought about it for a second, then shrugged. "Yeah. Mostly. But some illegal stuff we do just for kicks, too."

He slammed a hand against the wall, right next to Amiti's head, and his grin widened as the boy tensed. His naked shoulder almost brushed Eoleo's wrist.

"So, anyway, thanks for noticing we still got reasons for most what we do," Eoleo resumed shamelessly. "And if you're that worried, guess you better be puttin' some clothes on from now on."

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm just no good at taking orders," he hissed.

"Oh, 's no order. Just a piece of advice. Wouldn't want to provoke me, hm." He grinned wider.

The boy was absolutely livid, but, to his credit, he simply straightened and glared harder. "And of course, I am to assume you are very easily provoked?"

Eoleo broke into loud guffawing laughter. "Eh, you don't wanna find out how easily!"

Amiti just kept staring at him as he laughed, until his hilarity subsided. When he eventually sobered up, Eoleo was finding the stare pretty unnerving. The Ayuthay prince's stony face didn't give him even a clue of what was going on in that pretty head of his.

"... Yeah?"

Amiti threw a quick glance around them, then, having confirmed they were alone on this part of the boat, gave the slightest shake of his head, his light blue hair fluttering above his shoulders. "Nothing," he said.

Then the brat - who actually wasn't one - very deliberately trailed his hands down to the waistline of his skirt-like pants and tugged on the string that tied them closed. The garments obediently tumbled to the floor of the deck, and suddenly the only thing he was still wearing was a couple of those silly golden Ayuthay sashes hanging around his crotch. The fact he had no more hair on his legs than on his chest really did nothing to help the fact he looked much younger than he claimed to be.

His thighs looked smooth and pale. Eoleo could make out a hint of a hipbone jutting out above the sash on one side, and the vague outline of his cock disturbing the cloth covering it - if the kid even had one.

When Eoleo looked back up to his face, the prince was slightly flushed, but he met his gaze head-on.

"Huh," Eoleo said.

"Well?" Amiti snapped back, lifting his chin high, and he was really damn well asking to be ravished.

Ravishing was the kind of thing pirates did, after all. So Eoleo just shrugged before grabbing him by the jaw and kissing him hard, and harder.

For all of his earlier bitching, the boy really didn't put up a huge show of resisting. For a couple seconds, Eoleo felt a bit let-down - he'd thought he was going to be seducing an unwilling minor, and suddenly he found out this was all completely lawful! - but he was quickly reassured when the prince moaned in his mouth. It was a whiny sound, turned-on yet frustrated, annoyed and demanding.

This was still gonna be fun.

The noise Amiti made when Eoleo pressed him up against the wall and shoved a hand under the silly sash, confirming the kid really did have a dick... was even more delicious. Eoleo pulled away to grin wildly, allowing the confirmed-boy to loudly gasp for breath, and moved on to licking the pulse point his fingers had found beneath the corner of his jaw.

His other hand snaked round his self-made victim's waist and in-between his body and the wall, groping until he found what he was looking for. Amiti's hips bucked violently into his - he was lucky Eoleo wasn't wearing his armor - when a finger prodded at his asshole and the boy let out a very unmanly squeal. Eoleo couldn't suppress a snicker.

"You never done this before, uh?" he asked, just to mess with the boy. He had not a doubt about the answer.

"I'm nineteen and a prince, sir," Amiti panted, red-cheeked but staring Eoleo in the eye.

"So?" Eoleo snorted, stopping his petting of the boy's hardening prick in order to undo his own pants. He was getting hard as well, obviously; he wanted to bang this kid into the wall so bad, his erection was almost painful. "When I was sixteen I was the Champa chief's son and I'd done half the ship crew," he muttered, distractedly.

"Yeah? How many women?" Amiti retorted, breathless. "Never heard of many lady pirates."

"You really think this be time to be dissing boylovers?"

"-- ha."

Eoleo really couldn't be bothered to go off to look for some sort of lubrication right now; and he had an idea the boy's ego would rather take being really sore for a couple days than have Eoleo be gentle. He'd survive a rough first time, anyway.

But still, even without really talking in articulate sentences, Amiti didn't lose an ounce of his spunk even when arching up, grasping at Eoleo's tunic, cursing in pain and moaning in pleasure under his breath, pushed up against the wall but meeting him thrust for thrust.

***

"So," Eoleo whispered later, slightly out of breath, in the boy's ear, "as I was sayin'. You put on a shirt or I'm gonna be way too fuckin' distracted to be any good as a cap'n."

Amiti sighed heavily in the crook of his neck. "Got it, Cap'n, sir."

Eoleo laughed, shakily, and would have patted his head if his hands weren't quite so filthy. "Good boy."

The prince scowled and gave a harsh tug on his ponytail, before letting go of it and disentangling himself from the pirate's embrace. His legs were trembling a little and his hips and thighs were bruised, but once he put his pants back on they covered it all. "Don't you have work to do, Captain?" he snapped, not sounding quite as harsh as he had earlier, and Eoleo grinned and gave him a half-assed salute.

"Sure. See you 'round, sailor."

I like your imagination, OP.

30 or 40-somethings Garet/Isaac. Isaac is overworking himself and Garet wants to get him to loosen up and take a break.
Set in the Goma cabin, in the middle of papers and books and writing material. Either smut, or fluffy gen with the kids running around them driving them crazy.

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Golden Sun kink meme, round 2.

Flames and Hurricanes pt. 6

Flames and Hurricanes pt. 7 -Mature/Graphic Sex-

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Flames and Hurricanes pt. 11

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Isaac the Pirate... collecting booty.

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DD request, no significant spoiler but there should be in the fill~

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DD spoiler

Seconded.

DD (only spoilery if you're blind)

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Questioning of Authority (1/?)

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