http://rockstar-otouto.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] rockstar-otouto.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2009-12-04 10:53 pm

[closed/ongoing]

When; Nov 28th-29th [Grab Bag Weekend: Handcuff Curse]
Rating; PG at most?
Characters; Jun [livejournal.com profile] rockstar_otouto and Konata [livejournal.com profile] mypace_musume
Summary; Various events through the 2 days that Jun and Konata are handcuffed together.
Log;

Well, the morning had started out rather awkwardly. Waking up handcuffed to another girl (which turned out to be Konata-san of all people), Hiyori-chan coming in and the two teasing him about wearing a dress, then being stuck shirtless for the rest of the day... Did I mention being chained to Konata-san?

This was going to be a long day. A very long day.

Sunday afternoon

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-07 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay, that's it. I'm tired of smelling like boy."


The proclamation was abrupt. Konata and Jun were sprawled out on the couch, making themselves comfortable despite the handcuffs as best they could, watching the ending credits of some anime movie roll on the TV.

Neither of them had really cleaned up since Friday, and they both smelled like it. Really, they sort of reeked. Konata was okay with her smell, which was fresh and dainty and smelled like sunflowers at the crack of dawn, but Jun just smelled funky. So, she decided at the spur of the moment that really she shouldn't have to deal with that. And she wasn't going to anymore.


"Jun, get up. We're taking a bath."

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
... Right, this again. She swore he was doing it on purpose.

Fortunately, she had gotten the hang of it now. Konata gave her handcuffed arm a good swift yank, strong enough to jerk Jun off the couch entirelly.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good morning, Princess."

Konata glared at Jun briefly before tugging on the handcuff again to get him to stand.

"Bathtime. Now."

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"... How many ways do you think there are?"

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"You stink. We're bathing. Deal." Konata started towards the bath. She didn't really care if she had to drag him.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's no stall. It's Japanese style. You can turn around or whatever, if you want."

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"What's that look for? Man it up, wimp. What, you'd prefer it was Yuuki you had to bathe with?"

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"That doesn't answer the question, but whatever." Kona opened the door to the washroom and tugged Jun inside. "If Yuuki was out of your league, then so was Kagamin. Also, Yuuki is about infinity percent more likely to get you killed."

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"That much is true." Aaaand off come the clothes. No use waiting around.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"... Yeah, me too." Sigh. Aaaaand panties are coming off now.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Because she's considerate and kind, and also a little chilly, Konata wraps herself in a towel for the time being.

"So... Are you just going to make me stand here, or are you going to get ready for the bath?"

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jun, I'm a girl. I am dainty and pleasant and smell like fresh sunflower and kittens.

"You are a boy. You smell like something that reeks, because you do.

"You can sit outside the tub or not, but you're still gonna wash yourself."

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right, whatever." Konata slides the door from the changing area to the bath open. "Ready?"

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, stop sniveling and grow a backbone." In they went. Kona sat on one of the plastic stools and started wetting her hair with the spray. Unfortunately, the handcuff chain wasn't even long enough to stretch to the other side of the room, so the only place Jun had to sit was on the stool right next to her...

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course it was, Jun. She had a backbone. Kona went about her business with her hair. There was... a lot of it, so it looked like it might take a while.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's another shower head back there." Konata pointed without looking to a detachable spray head like the one she was using, loosely mounted on the wall. "Get busy."

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-17 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Finishing up with her hair, Konata removed the towel and went to work on the rest of her, too. It was a little awkward with only one free hand, but so it went.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-18 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, she knew. She didn't care, but she knew.

Finished washing herself, Konata rinses off with the spray in silence.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-20 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
It would have been easier to just dry off and leave at that point, but it just didn't feel like a proper bath to Konata without a good soak.

And, well. She would be lying if she said she wasn't teasing Jun a bit by now.

Still naked, Kona stood up and walked over to the bath. The way they were seated, Jun was between her and the tub, so she had to walk around his back, and the handcuffs soon went taught and dragged Jun's arm along with her awkwardly.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-26 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"W-- whoops..." Konata grimaced, actually apologetic. "Sorry."

... Additionally, the noise had made her look, so she had gotten a bit of an eyeful.

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-26 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Kona didn't really care, anyway. She'd seen better ass on Niconico.

... Okay, well, it was a decently cute ass. And jailbait, that counted for something...

Grinning a little bit like an old man, Kona sat and soaked.

"Are you gonna want to soak a bit too?"

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-29 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Konata was sounding more relaxed by the minute. "Picky, picky. What's so great about pants, anyway? Hiyorin was right. Skirts are where it's at."

[identity profile] mypace-musume.livejournal.com 2009-12-29 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Picky, picky," she repeated. Soak, soak, soak.