So on tumblr the other night I did this thing where my friends send me either a word or a kink as a prompt and I write a short smutfic including whatever it is. Just figured I'd put them here to hold you all over until I can finish the longer Isshushipping fics I'm working on. I hope you enjoy, because I sure as hell did. XD

Prompt: Double Penetration

If asked, even N with his perfect and analytical memory could not at that moment explain how he came to be in this situation. All he knew was that he was pressed between Black and his alter-ego Kcalb, both of whom were obviously intent upon melting his very bones.

Black ravished his mouth like a starving man, his hands busily ridding N and himself of clothes, while behind him Kcalb helped as he spread nibbling kisses across his neck and shoulders. At some point they ended up on the bed, and by that time N had forgotten that he should probably be questioning this whole scenario.

Through his haze of pleasure, he got the feeling that Black and Kcalb were having a rather hostile stare-down which he was quite literally in the middle of, but their hands continued touching him in all the right ways, so he could not be bothered to care about anything else.

Kcalb's fingers were already inside him, stretching and pressing with his usual forcefulness which N had by now grown used to. Black however, was slowly stroking his cock, always gentle and considerate. In the wake of this dual attack, N was helpless to do anything but cling to Black, lean against Kcalb, and hope that his moaning would keep them focused on something other than quarreling.

Whatever wordless argument they had had seemed to come to a conclusion of some sort, because Black rather insistently pulled N's hips towards himself and thrust inside.

N cried out, one arm reaching back to hold onto Kcalb as Black moved with long, deep strokes, obviously intent upon drawing out the experience as long as possible.

But then N felt Kcalb's hardness pressing against his filled entrance. At first he thought it was some form of threat directed towards Black, a moment later, however, Kcalb began to push inside.

"Ah..! AH..!" N opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out were cries of surprise and pain.

"You're hurting him." Black growled.

"Not terribly." Kcalb returned smoothly, not for a moment backing down in his advance deeper into N.

'They'll split me in two..!' N thought wildly, but at the same time it was amazing, to feel them both at once. His cries only grew louder as the two gave one more push simultaneously and settled themselves fully inside.

Gasping raggedly for breath through clenched teeth, N held onto them for dear life as he fought to adjust to the new experience, because they obviously were not going to stop with just this. Still, they gave him time, lovingly caressing his skin and murmuring words of encouragement and praise until he was able to relax.

At his unsteady nod, the two began to slowly move against each other, so that N was completely filled at all times with at least one of them. He was crying weakly now, almost wishing they would cease their maddening touches on his throbbing cock so he could focus on coping with them both. But instead they did their very best to make him a mindless wreck, and were doing a very good job of it.

Before long, N had collapsed, held up only because he was pressed so tightly between them. He was barely able to muster even the reflex action of sobbing as his senses were bombarded from all sides and angles.

"I can't.." He whimpered through his own labored panting. "It's too much.."

Answering his pleas, the two shifted his hips to further accommodate them both and doubled their efforts. N's head snapped back and he cried out again, wondering how they could manage to get even deeper. In front and behind Black and Kcalb groaned loudly as they came, and just like that it was the feeling of his insides being flooded which sent him into his own climax.

The three fell into a heap onto the bed, still holding each other stiflingly close. Just before falling into an exhausted slumber, N could not help but hope that his two lovers could find themselves in separate bodies more often.

Prompt: Incest (this is Harmoniashipping but whatever)

Ghetsis said nothing as he walked into N's room. In turn, nothing was said to him, his teenage son automatically getting up and slipping out of his clothes. After this many years, it was practically a ritual.

Ghetsis sat down on the makeshift bed of cushions laid out on the skateboard ramp and waited. His remaining eye took in the thin and pale body of the boy now coming over to lay naked beside him. Bruises old and new marred his skin which had gone untouched by sunlight for the many months since he had last been allowed outside. Ghetsis reached out his hand and traced them slowly, admiring the dark and swollen flesh. N flinched very slightly, but other than that gave no sign he was even paying attention. How long had it been since he had stopped reacting to the things that were done to him? When was the last time Ghetsis had heard him scream, or beg, or question the purpose of his punishments? The hopeless submission was wonderful, but he missed the sound of the boy's voice, the friction of his feeble struggles.

As Ghetsis moved closer, N obediently pulled up his legs. Shifting his clothing out of the way, the Sage pondered what he could do to make this lifeless creature respond the way he used to. Pain and verbal abuse no longer did it, and threats of worse punishment were taken in stride, so what else was there?

Ghetsis continued to think about it as he pushed inside N's complacent body, receiving only silent tears and a hitched breath. Every day he became more like his mother, with the expressionless face and empty eyes. It took giving birth to him to put a light back in her face, so what could Ghetsis do to bring about a similar response in her son?

The Sage dug his fingers into N's waist hard enough to leave more bruises behind, but his efforts were met with not so much as a blink. Frustrated, Ghetsis sped up his movements, deciding to focus on what pleasure he could derive now and work on the problem afterwards. It was not hard to do, because doll-like though he was, N could make anyone lust for him, a whore angel.

Groaning with release, Ghetsis took a moment to compose himself before getting up. He paused at the door, glancing back at N who looked as though he was falling asleep.

Soon enough N would fulfill his purpose, and then he would understand how his father had lied and used him. That moment will undoubtedly shatter the shell of nothingness he had built around himself, and his emotions shall come flooding back out in despair.

Ghetsis very much looked forward to it.

Prompt: Rimjob

"AH! B-Black..! Don't..!" N writhed against his lover's firm grip as he felt that devilish tongue roam ever lower between his legs, before coming to tease his entrance. Circling, pressing almost hard enough to breach the tight ring of muscle, but just not quite. It was enough to leave N a sobbing mess of need and embarrassment.

Dark chocolate eyes watched him hungrily, and N was too entranced by the sight to look away as Black slowly pushed his tongue inside.

"Aahh.." N moaned, clutching the pillow beneath his head. It was so wrong yet so wonderful. He wanted to keep protesting, but somehow what came out of his mouth was quite the opposite. "M-more.. More..!"

A brief grin flashed across Black's face before he complied, pressing in as deep as he could, eagerly coaxing more passionate sounds from N. Lifting one hand from where he was holding up N's slim waist, he pumped the other's cock in tandem with the rhythm of his tongue.

N's face was completely flushed, and tears had gathered in his eyes, but he was fighting a losing battle. In moments he was lost, a gasping heap of pleasure as he sailed over the edge, screaming Black's name in abandon.

When he finally came back down, Black was smiling at him with the same pride he always displayed when he was able to create such a reaction in N.

"Th..that.." The green-haired beauty tried and failed to communicate his flustered emotions.

"That, we'll have to do again." Black took the liberty of finishing the sentence his own way.

Wailing, N turned to hide his face in the pillow.

But he really hoped that they would.

Prompt: Rapture

They were a sweaty, tangled mess on the bed, wrapped up in the sheets they were too preoccupied to get rid of. The heat and humidity of the summer day had been enough to quell their usual lust, but now at last the cruel sun had set, and in an instant they had been upon each other as though separated for months.

"Black.." N moaned. "Please.. I can't wait.. any longer.."

Needing no more persuasion, Black shifted even closer, reveling in the sensation of their hot, soaked skin rubbing together. He moaned in rapture as he at long last sank into N, his pleased and wordless sentiments echoed by the panting young man beneath him.

Everything was perfect.

Prompt: !poop

Black wrinkled his nose. "N, why do you stink?"

"Well, it was cold, so I got some of our Darumaka's-"

"Ok, ok, I get it." Black sighed. "Just because their crap can be used as pocket-warmers, does not mean that they should be. Just turn up the heat or something. Now come on, you're taking a shower before anything else."

"But I didn't get any on my skin.."

"I don't care. And you're doing the laundry, by the way."

Once in the bathroom, Black started running the water and stuck around to make sure that his sometimes-quite-defiant lover did as he was told.

Pouting slightly, N began pulling off his clothes. "Darumakas are very sanitary creatures, Black." He muttered.

"But their crap still smells." The trainer was starting to get a bit distracted as he observed N, now naked, climb into the shower. Making up his mind, he disrobed as well and joined him.

"Black?" N inquired curiously. However, instead of getting an answer, his cheeks flushed when Black's hands began roaming his body. "Y-you always..!"

"I have to get you properly soaped-up, don't I?" Black purred.

"You're not even using so- ah! N-not there..! Wait, I..! Mm.."

In the end, N still had to do the laundry.

Prompt: Watermelon

Too much. It was just too much.

Black watched belatedly as N nearly devoured the very first piece of watermelon he had ever tasted. It was a sweltering summer, and the two sat together on their back porch, enjoying the shade and the watermelon Black had bought. Except now Black could not even think about touching his, because watching N's reaction was nothing short of priceless.

"It's good, huh." Black commented slowly as his eyes followed the juice trickling over N's chin and down his neck.

"It's wonderful!" N exclaimed before sinking his teeth into another bite.

Black could take no more. Leaning forward, he let his tongue lap up the escaped droplets.

"..Black? You're gonna make me drop..! Oh.." N moaned in disappointment as the chunk of watermelon he had been holding slipped from his fingers and fell onto his lap. "Ah! Wait, Black! D-don't lick there-!"

The rest of the watermelon went forgotten.