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the sexting meme.

Probably the easiest meme ever. Post a blank with post with your character's name and universe. For the replier, the reply must be a dirty text to the poster's phone, or a picture of naughty parts. It can be on purpose ...or a mistyped number. ("Whoops, sorry I showed you my junk! ... But how was it?!") The original poster can reply to the text or ignore it. Have fun!

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It wouldn't have worked if you'd said it any other time.

[The protest is soft, but stubborn, like Rin still can't believe his own reaction to the greeting. He knows, though, that it's entirely because of the way it was said rather than exactly what came out of Sousuke's mouth.

Rin curls his fingers into his hair and gives a light tug before he settles, letting himself rest against Sousuke as the hand on his back moves.

It's all entirely too comfortable and easy to lose himself in.]

The top bunk is a lot more comfortable than I was expecting.

[He pulls his head back enough to glance over in the dark, glad that his eyes have adjusted enough that he has no trouble making Sousuke out. Otherwise, turning his head to brush a kiss against his cheek, close to the corner of his mouth, might not have worked so well.]

As long as it worked when I needed it too.

[Sousuke's murmur is accompanied by his fingers slipping beneath the edge of Rin's shirt to trace those slow circles directly into the warmth of his skin. Rin is so painfully beautiful and Sousuke has craved the feeling of smooth skin stretched over taut muscle beneath his hands for far too long.

He grins at the tug, outright chuckles at the words.]

Told you it was the superior bunk.

[Although it's not really like he has much of a preference. He simply knows Rin does, so why not give him the bunk that'd make him happier?

That little kiss, chaste as it is, is enough to have his breath hitching. One of Sousuke's hands (but not the one beneath Rin's shirt, because that one is not coming out unless it's forcibly removed) slides up to curl around Rin's neck, thumb stroking the sharp line of his jaw.

There's the part of him that wants to lean in and press his mouth against Rin's in a harsh kiss. To push his tongue inside his mouth, wedge a thigh between his legs, and show him just how much he's been holding back. But there's the other part that simply wants to drag this out longer. That's feeling a little breathless just from the closeness, from the ease that they were able to shift into this.

He breathes out slowly, tilting his face to brush a light kiss against Rin's mouth.]

Got any more pick up lines you wanna try?

[He wants to point out that Sousuke got lucky, that the line might not have even done him any favors if it hadn't been for everything accompanying it, but the fingers that slide under his shirt are such a distraction that he lets it go with what Sousuke says.

The contact is warm and leaves him wanting more, but there's no rush to act on things. Not when his original point in texting Sousuke was to give them the space and the lack of contact just in case it was needed.]

Don't kid yourself. The bottom's still better.

[It's more of an offhand comment than a real argument meant to carry any weight because it's hard to try to manage pointless back and forth when Sousuke's hands are on him. Rin realizes just how much he's wanted this as he tilts his head against the touch to his jaw. There's temptation on his side as well, but he wants to savor this, to let it last as long as they can because there's still lingering uncertainty about how this is going to play out later, once the lights are on and they're no longer in bed with one another and reality comes back to remind them that their paths no longer match.]

No. You're lucky you got the one.

[His reply is murmured before he kisses Sousuke back, returning the brush of a kiss with one that lasts a little longer this time.]

[It's a small thing. Just the brush of lips. It's not like it's Sousuke's first kiss. Far from it. Yet it manages to steal his breath. Rin steals his breath. Sousuke lingers over the touch, uses the hand curled around Rin's neck to bring him back when he starts to pull away.

He doesn't deepen it. He doesn't demand anything. He simply holds Rin still and slowly brushes their lips together. Lazily. Memorizing the texture and feel of Rin's mouth. Savoring the way their lips catch against each other, how he can feel Rin's breath on his skin.

It is both incredibly sexy and ridiculously chaste. Sousuke would laugh at himself if he wasn't completely absorbed by it. It only lasts a minute or two, but when he pulls back his entire body feels flushed and heavy.

There's lust, yes (he's a teenager after all), but most prominently there's warmth, affection, and something that only Rin has ever inspired in him. Devotion.]

I'm greedy when it comes to you.

[There's no desire to break away from the way Sousuke gently pulls him back in. Not with the way their lips meet again and Rin finds himself lost with it, the slight touches enough to leave his lips tingling as his fingers curl into Sousuke's shirt.

He's not expecting to feel the way he does when Sousuke pulls back. It leaves him almost breathless, like a lot more has been going on. And Rin stares for a long moment as he forces himself to breathe again, amazed that something so simple could get to him so easily.]

I want to be just as greedy when it comes to you.

[Sousuke feels a shiver running down his back. How long has he been wanting to hear something like that from Rin? How many nights has he laid in bed, contemplating what would happened if he'd simply climbed down into the bunk beneath his and told Rin everything he's kept bottled up for what feels like years? The rivalry, the jealousy, the desperation and the craving that has deepened into something he can't fully understand... Countless nights.

Not that it matters. Sousuke's dreams shrunk to stolen moments rather than a life time the moment he destroyed his shoulder. This is just another of those stolen moments. A dream for Sousuke that will ultimately be just another fond memory (he hopes) for Rin. Rin who can still (and will) swallow the world.]

You can be greedy.

[The words are a quiet breath against the curve of Rin's jaw, soft lips dragging over the sharp line of it. If he can touch, if he can taste, even just for a short while... it's worth it. Rin's always worth it.

[ The way Sousuke urges him on doesn't help the way Rin feels. Not just in a physical way either. He wants more than just this. Whether Sousuke can swim beyond this point or not, Rin wants to keep him by his side. He doesn't want to lose him a second time, to have that distance between them because of a change in paths.

But he doesn't think he can say that. It's selfish, isn't it? To want to keep Sousuke with him to follow a dream he may no longer be able to accomplish himself. ]

How greedy will you let me get?

[ Rin turns his head, kissing then parting his lips against Sousuke's jaw in return, his teeth gently catching at skin as he pulls at fabric, making Sousuke's shirt ride up. ]

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