Stuck in a Box Meme

[redotiertwo]

>Toplevel with your character
>Anyone who replies is now stuck (and probably limb-tangled) in an extremely cramped and unopenable ~magic box~ with them - immune to sudden explosions, god powers, stabbing, etc, basically anything that would otherwise open the box does not
>Sometimes the box will roll over to make things slightly more awkward
>The box will open eventually...if you stop trying to open it
>Gen, shippy, general awkwardness, friendship things, anything goes, so be cool about it and have fun!

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[revolutionfalcon]

You're still blushing. [It's put very bluntly, because not shying away from pointing that out is actually helping make Shun feel a bit more comfortable with the situation. He can identify that reaction, at least, knows it even if he wouldn't assume it given no other reason to, so it gives him at least some reassurance that he's not completely lost here, even if he still mostly is.

Watching as Ren only tucks the one side of his hair behind his ear, Shun raises a brow at him slightly, but decides after a moment that it's probably intentional. He admittedly hasn't paid a great deal of attention to Ren's hair before when he's been grabbing it, mostly because all those occasions have been instances of dirty fighting during their training, and he slowly draws his hand down one of the long forelocks. It feels...nice, he supposes, running against his fingers like that.

When Ren starts moving again, Shun grimaces a bit as he prepares for more embarrassment, but thankfully he stops soon enough to make it negligible. Predictably enough, the remark that follows it up gets a rather filthy look from Shun, because he's still not fond of the idea of being that easy to humiliate.]

This isn't something I'm used to. You of all people should know that. [What with his opinions regarding one of Ren's godly domains being romance. Ren's obvious determination to stay in control of his own reactions only proves a motivator to Shun to get hold of his own, though, and while he's not overly familiar with this kind of situation, he at least knows what Ren in particular is fond of.

So, in a deceptively gentle motion, he reaches up with the hand not in Ren's hair to hold his wrist, not unlike what he did leading him out of the fire.

And then a moment later, the grip of both his hands tightens abruptly. He makes a harsh motion in an attempt to pull Ren's hand into a pin against the side of the box, but whether that succeeds or fails doesn't concern him so much. It's the sharp tug downward on Ren's hair, intended to put their faces close enough that hopefully Shun's narrowed eyes outweigh the lingering flush, that's where the real message lies.]

But you should also know better than to say something about it taking more than that in front of me. [This is his attempt to retake control of the situation, and his tone is low and level enough to make it convincing.]

[shadowrevenger]

Oh, I am? [He's tempted to touch his cheek just for the novelty of that. That doesn't happen very often. Although he's not convinced it's because of feeling embarrassed.

Admittedly, they're about to veer into territory that Ren is also not used to, no matter what domains he's supposed to have, and that does have the potential to be embarrassing. But his way of dealing with that is the same as any difficult situation: just keep charging ahead and hope it works out. And cute as Shun's embarrassment is, he is kind of hoping Shun can adopt a similar strategy soon.

He doesn't quite expect it to be this soon, though. The tugs at his wrist and hair take him completely off guard and Shun pulls him down easily, almost until their noses are touching and he can hardly look at Shuns eyes without feeling cross-eyed, much less any blushing.

But once the initial surprise has worn off, Ren narrows his own eyes and his lips curl in a predatory smile. Shun was cute enough before, but this is the Shun he likes best, the one who'd claw his way out of hell to be in control of a situation, and if he wants to play that game...]

Then you should be prepared to find out out just how much it's going to take.

[Spoilers: kissing isn't going to do it. In fact, almost before he's finished talking, Ren leans down the rest of the way to kiss him. This is probably the best opportunity he's going to have to do it, and having Shun pinned under him like this and obviously awkward because he's not used to it rather than because he's not interested makes it too tempting an opportunity to pass up.]

[revolutionfalcon]

[It's not like Shun was expecting it to be that easy, and he doesn't seem fazed by the smile that comes to Ren's mouth after the initial shock wears off. It's what he was expecting, and in a way, it's also a little satisfying to generate that reaction here. It's at least a cue that he was right in guessing the roughness would have some effect.

With Ren that close, though, Shun is alert for any movement before it happens, and he tightens his grip a little again as he comes forward right at the end of those words. There's a small, muffled noise of surprise as Ren's lips meet his, but he's not planning to be thrown off that easily again, and as soon as that one moment of shock passes, he pushes back against his mouth with far more teeth than have any business being in a kiss. At the same time, he winds his hand tighter into Ren's hair, trying to twist his head up a little to give him a bit more room to get him back. The other hand squeezes at Ren's wrist, pushing against the side of the confined space, keeping it out of the interaction for the moment.

Though it's a little awkward with how small the box is, Shun shifts his legs a little as well, this time aiming to tangle them with Ren's - but on his terms, and in a way intended to restrict his movement to give Shun some kind of balancing factor from being pinned under Ren. If he can't physically switch their positions, then he'll still do his best to reverse things from where he is.]

[shadowrevenger]

[Ren let out a faint, surprised noise of his own when shun starts kissing back--or rather, biting back. But Shun is definitely right in that any roughness just seems to encourage him; he nips at Shun's lips in return to try to egg him on, and his faint moan from the hand in his hair turns into a much more vocal whine as Shun makes it impossible for him pull his arm back where he could use it. He's having to lean too much on his other arm for this to move it either, much less use it for anything else.

But he's not going to let Shun have any more control than that. As soon as he feels Shun start trying to move his legs, he starts shifting to try to stay ahead of him--mostly so Shun can't get him into a position like earlier where he has zero balance at all and they won't be able to move until the box decides to move again. Which for the moment just means trying to spread his legs as far as they'll go and keep them there.

Unfortunately for Shun, all that moving on both their parts accomplishes exactly what he was probably hoping to avoid. Ren hesitates for half a second the first time his lower half brushes against Shun's, but it was Shun who started this in the first place, so while he's not trying on purpose to do it again after that, he doesn't let it stop him when it does. Which gets more and more likely to happen the further apart he gets his legs.]

pops an nsfw warning on here just to be safe

[revolutionfalcon]

[There's a slight curl to Shun's own mouth at hearing Ren react so obviously - he's never done this before, and he's still acting primarily on instinct and guesswork, because that means he can avoid actually thinking about the implications of this for the moment. But it doesn't make getting that kind of reaction any less pleasant to his ear, even if it's only just starting to click now that he might not be in any way pleased with it if it was someone else in this situation with him, and he abandons the attempt to push Ren's head to a more opportune angle in favour of tugging him back towards him by the hair and delivering a harsher bite to his lower lip.

While Shun might have been hoping Ren would stay still long enough for him to trap his legs, he almost would've been disappointed if it were that easy at this point. His breath definitely catches very obviously when they brush together below the waist like that, and he lets out a sharp hiss that's only thinly disguising a different sound entirely, but on the other hand, that in combination with Ren's continued parting of his legs gives him an idea, and a rather dark smile almost fit to match Ren's.

Since Ren's left himself so open, Shun instead brings his own legs together and worms them back a little, taking advantage of his position beneath Ren to first push upwards against Ren's thighs with his own, then use that leverage to get them under Ren's waist and hips and start pushing that upwards instead. It's in part to get his lower half far enough away from Shun's own to avoid further embarrassment on Shun's part...but then again, it's hard to say what Shun's planning to do next if he gets his legs beneath that area.]

ah yes good idea

[shadowrevenger]

[That bite draws another faint groan out of Ren, and he doesn't fight the tug at his hair at all, but it does make him think there's something unfair going on here. After a moment, he drops to his elbow to support himself and starts crawling his arm along the floor to shun's head. It's a pretty short distance, and soon enough, he's able to dig his fingers into Shun's hair and run his thumb along to back of his jaw.

Concentrating on that has made it difficult to keep concentrating on what's going on with their legs, other than noting that Shun seems very determined to make sure nothing untoward happens to him. It really makes Ren want to embarrass him even more, and he would if Shun didn't still have his other hand pinned like that. His legs definitely aren't in the right place to do it anymore either.

Shun's are, though, and Ren wriggles a bit to maybe try to keep him from getting up under him and unbalancing him completely, but mostly as a dare for him to go ahead and do it. If Shun really thinks that's going to embarrass him, he's going to be sorely disappointed]

[revolutionfalcon]

[The sound and the shift brought on by Ren dipping to his elbow draws Shun's attention briefly, though there's not enough room - and he doesn't have enough limbs - to actually stop him bringing his relatively free hand closer. There is a calculated note to his expression for a moment or two, as if he's weighing the risks of trying to pin that second hand with the first somehow, but he supposes in this situation, it might be smarter to just let him distract himself with this one rather than risk losing what he already has. Not that he looks particularly bothered by it, though, given his expression would be better described as a challenge for Ren to see what he can do with that one half-mobile hand. He even tips his head a little into that brush of the thumb along his jaw, even as he slips his hand slowly down Ren's hair until it reaches the level of his neck.

One advantage of knowing someone who wears collars and has done for a very long time is that Shun knows what the safe width is meant to be, and he goes to slip two fingers up to the lower knuckle underneath Ren's own collar, lining them against the center of his throat as much as he can. The smallest curl of his fingers is enough to make those bones dig in, bringing a blunt pressure against where they're resting, and he pulls towards him a little as he tugs at Ren's lip with his teeth again. It's a little shorter-lived this time, though, if only because he follows it up with his tongue trying to push into his mouth instead. It feels like the natural escalation, and Shun's starting to figure out that actually thinking about it isn't going to help him any, so he goes with it.

What's going on below the waist is a somewhat different matter, though, and since Ren is only providing token resistance - if it wasn't for everything else about this situation being so distracting, Shun might be more suspect about that, but he just takes it for now - Shun takes the chance to keep pushing under. There's not a great deal of room, but Shun's taking as much advantage of it as he can, pressing Ren's hips up to the top of the box and bringing one of his legs up on top of a bent knee to fill the space beneath without having to hold himself in too awkward a position. The result is the top of his calf pressing up between Ren's legs, and Shun adjusts the arrangement of his own legs with a very deliberate slowness, given it means the upper one starts dragging back and forth across the point of contact.]