make love to me.

[anonconda]

MAKE LOVE TO ME You're with your significant other or crush and, for you two, it's an affectionate moment. Or, perhaps, an emotionally charged one in some regard. You're kissing, caressing, getting hot and heavy - or perhaps just being quiet together, sitting next to each other with one of your heads on the other's shoulder, falling off to sleep, watching a movie, or getting finished with a date. The possibilities are endless! One thing's for sure, though, your partner's about to tell you something. Request something of you, more accurately: Make love to me. Even if you've had sex before, this phrasing has a certain connotation to it that it'd be impossible to miss. It's not just physical pleasure; they're serious. They want to be something with you. Is that what you want? Can you give them that? If you've not had sex, the words are even weightier.No one could blame you for getting nervous or excited. Are you ready for all of this - emotionally and physically? Will you take it slow, jump right in...or not take it anywhere at all?

HOW TO PLAY Comment with your character and preference. Reply to others. One of the characters involved uttered the phrase. For ease of use, you can assume the person who made the top comment said it, unless that's completely off-base or out of character, and people replying are the ones who had it said to them, unless you'd like to note otherwise. Or you can work it out. This isn't strictly a smut meme. You can play it, fade to black, or have smut not happen at all. This meme is for fluff, romance, working through trust issues, exploring ramifications on their relationship, and much more. Have fun!

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[steadier]

He hadn't meant to be difficult. Usually, Suga was far and away the more intuitive of them, so gift shopping came easily to him. There were even times Daichi just signed the card and got to be just as surprised as the recipient of a gift that was supposedly from the two of them. So when Suga asked him what he wanted for his birthday, he really hadn't had an answer. Of course, "can I tell you tomorrow?" stretched into a couple of days, a week, then Christmas passed and he still didn't have an answer.

The night of December 30th saw a snowstorm that blanketed the town in thick white frosting and glitter. Daichi knows it as soon as he opens his eyes; there's just a certain quality to the dim morning light when it reflects off snow. It makes the world seem quiet and peaceful, as if the little home he and Suga share, maybe even right down to their bedroom, is completely cut off from the world. It's swaddled in cotton, muffled, contained. They can do whatever they want. He can't imagine a better way to start his birthday.

Daichi slides a little closer under the comforter until he's sharing Suga's pillow, nosing at his ear and wrapping an arm around his waist. "Suuuuuuuuga," he whispers. "Suga, wake up. I know what I want for my birthday." He sort of hopes Suga doesn't actually look at him before he gets to ask because he's not sure he'll be able to do it with eye contact happening.