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t h e TRAPPED TOGETHER m e m e(expanded edition; originally from memebells @ lj)


Ever wanted to tag a character yours has no good reason to know? Ever wanted your character to be forced to interact with someone they're supposed to hate? Now's your chance!
You character has been trapped somewhere-- and they're not alone. Pick the scenario(s) and genre(s) you're open to, and post with your choices and character's information in the subject line. Use the random number generator or your own discretion to reply to others' posts.
SCENARIOS:
1. TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR The old standby. You're stuck until someone can rescue you, or until one or both of you can get this box moving again.
2. TRAPPED IN AN UNDERGROUND BUNKER Maybe there's a nuclear winter, or maybe you were just exploring and wandered in here. Either way? Right now, you're stuck.
3. TRAPPED IN A CAR You were driving long-distance when your ride broke down, so now you're stuck in the middle of nowhere until else someone happens by.
4. TRAPPED IN A MALL AFTER HOURS Somehow, you managed to get stuck in the mall after closing. Maybe you fell asleep in the bathroom, or were hiding in the back of the bookstore, but now the doors are locked, and you've got the whole place almost to yourself.
5. TRAPPED IN A MAZE Entering that maze seemed like such a good idea, didn't it? Only now you can't find your way out, and you're pretty sure you're not alone in here...
6. TRAPPED ON AN ISLAND You should have known better than to trust any three hour cruise or any last minute flight over the ocean. In the chaos you've gotten stuck on a different island from the rest of the survivors (there are others, right?), but you'll probably still be close enough for rescuers to find you if you build a big enough fire. At least you have the island to yourselves... don't you?
7. TRAPPED IN THE WILDERNESS It was a great idea to go trekking out into the wilderness until you got separated from the group you were on, or you lost your map in a mad escape from something... unfortunate. If you're lucky there's a cabin to stay in. If you're less lucky, one of you brought a tent. If not... then you better get trekking home in a hurry. There're animals out there, you know.
8. OTHER/COMBO Any other scenarios that tickle your fancy.
GENRES:
i. Survival Horror
ii. Smut
iii. Gen
iv. Fluff
v. Crack
vi. Action
vii. Other/Combo
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Yeah, so what's special about now?
[Besides the fact that they're making out against a wall in an elevator. That's a new one. Definitely not something he thought he'd be doing today.]
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He shifted his eyes to glance at him, breathing out heavily. Nips felt too good. Kuroko would deal with the team... somehow.]
I-I don't really want to say.
[Stupid Abe asking stupid things... well they are not stupid, but they make more color flood in Kuroko's cheeks.]
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I can wait. Doesn't look like we're going anywhere soon.
[He moves to press more hot kisses to his neck, up against his pulse point. At the same time, his fingers brush over the other boy's nipples teasingly. The blush and the heavy breathing just make him want to see more, you know.]
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He tilts head backward, eyes fully closed now and full blush on his cheeks. At the touch, he tried to hold back a sudden gasp- which ended up making a weird sound in the end.
The hand that was under Abe's shirt had stopped moving and now just nails scraped across the skin. He forgot what he wanted to do with that hand...]
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Until he pulls his head back enough to get a good look at Kuroko's face.]
Feel like talking yet?
[His thumbs make deliberate circles around those sensitive spots and then...tweak one, a bit.]
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His current problem was trying to keep gasps at the minimum. It was embarrassing. Besides, what would the other think of it?
The next soft pinch got him fully against the wall, the hand that wasn't under the shirt gripping on Abe's shoulder and pulling him closer.]
I-ah-maybelikeyou... [It was all bundled up together and barely audible.]
Also, if he does anything that makes you uncomfortable, let me know!
Hm? I didn't quite catch that, Kuroko.
[And it's punctuated with a harder pinch. Abe honestly didn't hear what was said besides the "like" part, but he's assuming it's an admission that he wants/likes this.
Which is not the reality, or...only half of it. If he did find out, he'd probably feel guilty. A catcher's gotta have a mean-streak, and Abe has one a mile wide, but playing with this kind of emotion is just cruel.]
*patpat* No worries. You can't imagine what RP's I did in past... *cough*
The murmur against his ear got another shudder going through him and he just shook his head. He will not repeat himself. Well- there's danger that he will moan again if he tries to answer that. He's not taking risks.]
Phew, haha .///.
Okay, that was a weird thought. He can still hear the moan as some muffled noise, but it's not the same. Going back to just brushing his fingers over Kuroko's chest, Abe presses a few gentle, conciliatory kisses against the edge of his cheek. It seems like he's going to let up a little.]
C'mon, don't do that. I want to hear you.
[...right before he rubs his thigh up between the other boy's legs with a definite purpose.]
>> I am one who should blush... but I'm not... so what does that make me ??
Well for Kuroko anyway. He had pulled away for a moment to catch a breath only to feel a firm grind that had his head thumping back against elevator wall, gasping out with a moan.
He breathed heavily, and wanted both to stop and just do more of it. Stop because he was making weird sounds... but it felt so damn good that he just couldn't. Whether willingly or not, he ground slowly against Abe's thigh, biting his lower lip.]
A pervert? |D I think we both are, at this point.
That's better. Feel good?
[His voice is a bit shaky now, body tingling in pleasure. Abe has forgotten for the moment how this started or why it continued, more focused on answering Kuroko with a roll of his hips and a low moan of his own.
Meanwhile, his hands wander over muscles, gradually making their way lower.]
We should be ashamed, doing such thing in elevator with mirror >o>
Y-..yes..mnn-
[The moan had Kuroko's attention returned to his own hand that was still under Abe's shirt, to which he added his other one, slowly tracing fingertips over the abdomen and up, then returning back down. He half-expected that his own zip-up sweatshirt would be gone by now.
His stomach gave a flip when he felt hands sneaking lower and he couldn't help but bite lower lip, glancing down.]
/no shame
...ah. He's rutting against Kuroko in an elevator. They should probably st— fff, He shivers at the touch of Kuroko's fingers, arching into it.
To be honest, Abe's mostly going off of instinct and second-hand accounts here. But hey, he can work with this. His hands grip Kuroko's hips to keep him still, thumbs hooking into the waistband of his pants. Then his body moves back, still at an intimate distance, but just enough so they aren't touching. Maybe "cruel" is pretty accurate.]
Hey. [Eyes up here. And since he doesn't have his hands free, Abe bumps their heads together lightly to get his attention.] You're either going to tell me what you want, or tell me to stop. Nice and clear now, okay?
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At the small bumps of their heads, he looks up, eyes glazed a bit and flushed up to his ears. Blush always knew how to work against him.]
I... I d-don't want you to stop. [But he doesn't really knows what he wants. He wants something that Abe can only give him, so his hazed brain supplied only one answer for the other.]
Want... you...
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What? What's that supposed to mean?! Is he trying to sound sexy?!
Because he does, just sayin'. Find the weak points and exploit them, that's the strategy. But Abe's own weak point is emotion, and the insinuation in Kuroko's answer is enough to fluster him badly. Cheeks red, his eyes widen before he quickly diverts them elsewhere.]
R-right. [Agh, his voice did not just crack. Keep it together! Abe starts to tug the other boy's pants down, slowly.]
You...undo mine.
[The jeans he's wearing have become quite uncomfortable. At least he doesn't have a belt to get through.]
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At the small stutter, he leaned up giving Abe's chin nips, making his way to his lips, wanting to reconnect his own with them. He moved his hips away from the wall a bit so that Abe could tug his pants down.
Kurkok's fingers, slightly shaky, did as the other asked him- traveled back down and undid the jeans slowly, tugging them slightly lower and giving the erection firm rub through the fabric.]
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Mmm— haah!
[...fuck. Abe leans into that, getting a little desperate for his touch.
Well, not...his touch in particular, just. Uh.
Yeah, this isn't the time to be thinking about that. This should be just like jerking himself off, except the angle's different. And that isn't his dick, it's Kuroko's. And he's also kissing him. So besides that, it's completely the same!! Abe traces his fingers along the curve of Kuroko's hipbone, down, closer and closer, until he wraps one hand around the base and gives an experimental stroke.]
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His own fingers somehow managed to slip past the waistband of the boxers, teasing the tip with his finger since his hand was in slightly awkward position. He tried to ignore the continuous strokes from the other, trying to tug down the boxers, which wasn't easy task at the moment.
He didn't tug him off completely, but just enough so he can wrap his own fingers around him, and giving a firm stroke in return.]
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Wanting...him. asadfk
Abe exhales shakily at the initial touches, and when Kuroko gives him that first stroke, his mouth closes tight to suppress the noise he knows is coming. Leaning the sides of their heads against each other, he tries to get his voice back for more teasing.]
...think I like seeing you like this.
[His thumb swirls around the head before continuing, at a faster pace now.]
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[His head turned slightly towards Abe's, and now that the ear got close to him, he didn't hesitate one second to nibble on it. His thoughts might be all scattered around but he could still tease.
He gasped sharply as the pace of strokes increased, burying his face in Abe's shoulder, shuddering from head to toe. He tried to increase the speed of his own strokes but it seemed so much slower than ones he got.
Kuroko accidentally glanced around, his vision blurry, but in the mirror next to them he could clearly see the disheveled state he was in. He bit down on Abe's shoulder, through the clothes, turning away from it- he shouldn't have looked.]
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[Which is what makes this such a novel experience. Er, besides everything else about it, that is.
Something else Abe has realized from this: he likes being bitten. While he doesn't see what caused it, the bite to his shoulder makes his breath hitch, even softened as the teeth are by the fabric between. He nips Kuroko's throat lightly in response, as if to say: not like that, like this.
Speaking of things that he isn't going to say out loud—]
C'mon...a-at this rate you'll finish before me.
[Which is a less embarrassing way of saying More, damnit! Although it might be obvious from the the short thrust of his hips that he doesn't quite manage to stop.]
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He groans at the nips, head tilting to opposite side to give space for more of those delicious bites. He shivered again, feeling as if he will lose the footing and slide down from the wall. He didn't know what kept him still standing.
And he stuttered... it was enough to make his hand move faster, with more firmer grip. The other hand gripped on the hip, pulling him even more closer to him, if it was possible.]
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Yes, that's it! Abe tightens his hold in turn, urging him on.]
J-just like that.
[His legs press against the other boy's, but Abe's upper body is arched a bit for him to angle himself right. Because his free hand comes up to tug Kuroko's collar to the side and, in a more discreet location, he allows himself to bite harder.]