Title: You're as cold as iiiiice~
Series: BlazBlue
Pairing: Jin/Ragna
Rating: R for sex talk
Warnings: ICE DILDO YOU GUYS SERIOUSLY. Oh yeah incest and mentions of bondage i guess but there's actually nothing explicit besides ICE DILDO what
Comments: OH HEY IT'S ACTUALLY CONSENSUAL FOR ONCE. For the BlazBlue kink meme: "Jin/Ragna; ice. dildo. |3" i don't even know sob.
Summary: In which Jin is completely bonkers and Ragna draws the line at ice dildos. Completely, utterly crack.

"Oh, oh hell no," Ragna growled upon seeing the thing Jin was cradling in his hands. "I've let you shove a lot of things in me, Jin, but you're not sticking a fucking ice dildo in me."

Jin put on his best 'but, Brother,' face. "I promise it'll feel really good. It won't hurt at all."

"You said the same thing about Yukianesa, asshole." Ragna shuddered. His ass was still sore from letting Jin stick his sword's hilt up there. It had only been marginally less painful than the time they'd tried to use soap as lube. Ugh. Jin was a great fuck, and Ragna had to admit some of his ideas were really nice (the first time Jin came home wearing a short skirt and thigh-highs, for one), but Ragna drew the line at ice dildo.

But Jin had never learned to take no for an answer. "Please? I've just wanted to try this for a while… I'll even make it smaller if it's too big," he pleaded.

"It's not the size that's the problem, idiot! If I decided to zap you with a bit of the Azure's power you wouldn't just roll over and say okay!"

"Huh," Jin said to that, his eyelids lowering a bit thoughtfully at that suggestion. "That sounds nice." And he fucking grinned while Ragna could only stare at the sexual deviant he'd raised, really wanting to crawl off the bed and into the nearest whiskey bottle.

"Uh, yeah. You fantasize to that while I just go jerk off in the bathroom." Ragna sat up at pushed at his brother's shoulders, but Jin wasn't letting go that easily and caught Ragna's wrist in one hand, the other still holding the cock-shaped icecube. "Let go, Jin, I'm not having that thing shoved up my—"

"What if I told you that you could tie me up again?" Jin asked, and smiled at Ragna's instant tension. "I'd even put on the gag and blindfold like you wanted."

Fuck. On one hand, Jin didn't let Ragna tie him up very often, and even rarer did he pull out the blindfold and ball-gag. On the other hand, ice dildo. On one hand, bondage-Jin… Ragna's half-hard cock really liked that image, and twitched. (Traitor.)

He clenched his jaw, unclenched it. "With the maid costume? And the thigh-highs?"

"If you want."

Oh god, bondage-Jin in a maid costume with thigh-highs…

Ragna took in a breath, and said, "Once. Just once. And if you puncture something, I'm not letting you fuck me for a month." Jin's smile widened, and he leaned down to kiss Ragna. Ragna tried to ignore the lurch in his stomach that said this was a really bad idea.

"You're so cute when you're shy, Brother," Jin chirped. "Don't worry, it'll be okay." Ragna thought that was a lie—had Jin ever stuck an icecube up his ass? (Actually, wait, he might've. Ragna wouldn't put it past him.)

Ragna tried not to jump at the cold, smooth bluntness prodding at his slicked asshole, pushing, and swallowed nervously. "Yeah. Just don't forget the thigh-highs. Stilettos would be good too." And he opened his legs a bit wider and pulled Jin down for a kiss, because hell, he might as well make the best of it.