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talk dirty to me;

"talk dirty to me."

1) phone-sex. - it's been a long time since you've seen each other, or maybe you've never even met. describe in detail what you'd like to do to the other and let the words flow.
2) sexting - quick, dirty, and covert. maybe your partner's in the middle of a business meeting. maybe you're doing it over dinner with your parents. all you know is that you want them, so tell them how much.
3) during - sometimes the best way to dirty talk is in the middle of sex itself, covered with sweat, either being pounded into or pounding into someone else. describe how hot they are, describe how wet they are, how big they are, just let them know how much you're enjoying it.
4) teasing - you might deliver, you might not. it all depends on how good they are.
5) fantasy/roleplaying - you're the teacher, they're the naughty student. you're the cop, they're your criminal about to be shackled to the bed. tell them what they better expect from you, and make it exciting.
7) humiliation - it's not your fault they're a dirty fucking slut. humiliate them for what they are, and put them in their place.
8) masturbation instruction - give them something to wank to and tell them how you want them to do it. hard or soft, fast or slow, you're in command.
9) don't use your mouth - not everything has to be with words. maybe you've gained telepathic powers, maybe you're a master of body language. let your mind or your body talk for you.
10) random - go for a combination, or go for one or the other. just enjoy it.

feel free to use RNG, or feel free to pick and choose. just have a good time.

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[ So they've been doing this for a while, this going back and forth thing and Chuck likes it a whole lot, and one day while she's in one of her meetings he shoots her a totally nsfw message. ]

Bet you'd rather have my head between your legs right now.

[ She sees by the unopened little text envelope that it's from him, and she figures it's something harmless, like a thinly-veiled insult or some crack about her latest simulator score or perhaps an awkward invitation to get something to eat, later—but what she doesn't expect when she clicks on it is what she sees.

Luckily Pentecost is further up the meeting table and facing away from her so he can't see how the blood sears her face momentarily. ]

chuck, I am in a meeting

[ the second text comes a couple of minutes later. he can sweat it out a bit, waiting, she thinks. ]

but yes

[ fucking shit Chuck is definitely sweating it out and cursing his inability to properly keep a filter in place did he really just screw up his chances because he was thinking with his dick instead of--

wait. another message.

oh god. oh god oh god. ]

I thought so. know i can entertain you better than any meeting can. I'm damn talented with my tongue, Mori.

[ she won't ever tell him so to his face, unless perhaps under torture, but Mako loves his assured confidence, his cockiness. most people see it as arrogance, but she knows better. he's as hard on himself as she is when it comes to performance, and the overconfidence is a feint to distract others from it.

she sinks down a little lower in her chair, her fingers flying over the text buttons just below the edge of the meeting table. ]

normally I'd say you're too talented because you talk too much but I have to wonder what else you can do with it, now.

[ put up or shut up, Mister Hansen. ]

[ under torture? that's pretty severe, Mako.

Chuck's somewhere else in the 'dome, hunched over his phone and snapping at anyone that gets too close as he waits for a response and when he gets it, it's pretty much what he was hoping for. He's relieved that it's not a 'fuck off', really. ]

Why don't you come by later and find out?

[ that gets her squirming a bit in her seat. ]

this meeting will be another hour. why don't you give me an idea of what I should expect?

didn't know you had it in you, mori.

[ sexting? mako? is this real life ]

it includes getting you naked.

[ he can't believe he's doing this ]

and you on your back.

[ with each text notification, her smirk at the corners of her lips is growing. her eyes flick upward to the meeting briefly, before back down at her phone and biting her lip. ]

so far I see very little of where your mouth would come into play, Mr. Hansen.

don't rush genius, mori. i'm getting there

[ She lets a short chuckle slip at that one, and Stacker turns around in his seat to shoot her an admonishing look. Mako straightens and hides her phone and gives him her best yes sensei face.

so it's a couple minutes later before he gets a reply. ]

at this rate, the kaiju are going to come through the breach, first.

[ chuck had gotten a little growly in the silence because he doesn't know why the delaaaay. As such, he's not pussyfooting (lol get it) around anymore. ]

Mori if you show up later, I'm going to lick your clit until you fucking scream.

[ This time it's a gasp that gets Stacker Pentecost's attention at the meeting table, and he literally turns around in his chair and stops the meeting to demand, yes, Miss Mori? Do you have something you'd like to add?

Mortified, she presses buttons accidentally in her haste to hide her phone and conceal her embarrassment. so her first response is primarily keysmashing. ]

asgl;jdsw8 v0qpgs

[ a moment later: ]

brb

[ finally, ten minutes later he gets another response. ]

i just got kicked out of my meeting

[ and she's not even bothering with capitalization or punctuation anymore, because she's extremely pissed at herself for having become distracted enough for it to come to this. ]

[ ... damn ten minutes man he's practically vibrating by the time she responds to him. ]

seriously?

I get you going that much?

[ no apologies, no 'sorry, my fault'. Just

cocky assuredness that it was entirely because of his texts to her. ]

wasn't that what you aimed to do?

[ then, because she's really worked up in more ways than one: ]

where is your room

damn right it was.

one floor down from yours. third door on the left when you get off the lift.

[ And you better believe he's there waiting for her. ]

[ on the lift, she's questioning herself and what she's about to do.

this is reckless. this is outside of protocols. this is probably completely against regulations.

but it's also compelling enough to have her outside of his door within five minutes, and she barely has time to think on it further or even rap with her fist at the door before he's opening it. ]

mako mori | pacific rim

i am the worst with this stuff

1/2; no you are amazing and it is perfect and i never knew i wanted this until now!!!! :T

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3/3 I get to use the pouting Mako icon finally

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