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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Eoleo/Amiti, lack of clothes.

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."

OP here! I really liked it! That was pretty much the exact scene I'd pictured. I liked Eoleo especially.

Few! Writernon is glad it was what you wanted, OP! :D ~~sorry the sex sucked so much~~

Read this the other day, and it was hot, and funny, and my mind's been wandering back to it pretty frequently since then. It's all the more hot as daydream fodder. I think you've got me shipping this too~

"Are you sure you're s'pposed to be wearing that? Isn't it, like, against your religion or something?"

“If you’re so eager to make people walk around... compromised, then why don’t you set an example for all of us, oh illustrious captain?”

"Well, excuse me, Pr- Whoa, hey! This is my good shirt, Highness! Hands off!"

At this point, Karis ducked away to the other side of the ship, blushing and giggling. Matthew buried his face in his hands and tried to hide his laughter, while Tyrell cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, “Get a room, you two!”

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