Midfuck Meme

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MIDFUCK MEME

♋Respond with your character(s) and put their name and canon in the subject bar. (You can make blank comments with < ! >. Remove the spaces).
♋ Respond to other character(s) with your own as if you are right in the middle of having sex. How did it happen? Who started it? Who is topping who? All that matters is they are in the middle of it.
♋ Want to add some direction and maybe a little kink? Take a spin on the Random Number Generator to give yourself a location. (Change the max from 100 to "10").
♋ Have fun threading out hot sex. Maybe they'll want another go, afterward.~
 

1. Between These Sheets
It's traditional and cliche, but we all know that beds in these kind of situations can come in handy.~

2. Sex On the Beach
Hot sand, cool water, sunrise or sunset, all you know if you don't care where you might be getting dirty as long as it's fun.

3. On Wheels
Car in a parking lot, truck on the road, motorcycle on the side of the highway, maybe even in the back of a carriage on your way home from the ball. Have fun smutting it up when you should be on the road.

4. There's More Than Hot Water Here
You're pressed against the wall of the shower, clinging to the sides of that bathtub, or maybe even holding on the stairs of that indoor pool. Too bad you'll have to get clean all over again.

5. My Body Is Your Bread
Crucifixes, altars, and confessionals, but this isn't the kind of worship you had in mind. Or is it?

6. Getting Creative With Furniture
Who said beds are the only nice furniture in the house? Couches, walls, tables, desks, any space can fit your needs for the moment. And don't forget the office, too. Just make sure your coworkers don't hear you.

7. Try This On For Size
You're in the changing room, but you're not trying on those clothes when you have enough to take off. Maybe that outfit did really make you look good enough to eat.

8. Shhhhhh, this Is the Good Part
It's dark and the only light is from the silver screen. But you're not paying attention to it so much as the person your came with--or met when you got there.

9. A Quickie Behind the Tree
A private place? Who needs one when you have a forest, or a park, or even an alley right there beside that building. You're outside and you don't care who could walk by.

10. We Have Ways of Making You Scream.
Dark, damp, and maybe even a little musty, but this dungeon is full of surprises. Those chains and whips could come in handy

Comments

Did you say OTA?

[iamagod]

[ Loki was, to put simply, bored. That was why he decided to take up his female body, dressed in a tasteful low-back design that Midgardians passed for a dress when it barely covered anything, and taunted her way through a raunchy crowd at some well to do gathering. Imagine her surprise when she found Stark there, center of attention amongst a host of ladies.

Entertainment for the night discovered, it became a matter of charming her way into Stark's field of vision, seducing him into taking her back to his house, and getting naked in the bed together. Really, just a few choice words to stroke that man's ego was all it required.

And as Stark climbed on top of her and covered her breasts with kisses, neither of them with nary a scrap of clothing, Loki shape shifted back to his default male form. As realization hit his partner's face, the god of mischief and trickery grinned mockingly back. ]

Why are you stopping, Tony?

haha, sure!

[st_a_rk]

[Oh dear. This puts Tony still squarely on top of Loki, completely naked, rocking back with a surprised sound. And then off him, onto his ass on the edge of the bed.]

Sorry. Sudden evil, sort of a boner-shrinker.

[Fuck, he's lucky his heart is semi-mechanical and also not prone to failure, because right now his head is spinning.

The armour is four floors down and not going to do him any good here. Jarvis has a few tricks up his sleeve, but none of them really geared for demi-Gods. So he waits for a second, trying to ascertain if this is an all out assault or just Loki trying the 'trickster' hat he apparently wears when he's not doing full-on 'psychotic.']

[iamagod]

[ As Stark climbed off him, more like falling over his own limbs to clamber off, Loki sat up slowly, still naked and, surprisingly, still aroused. He did have to put genuine effort into seducing Stark, after all, and the robotic man was not completely bad looking for mortal standards.

What a priceless moment to see the unfaltering Stark sudden expression of bafflement and, if he squinted, something akin to wary fear. ]

But you promised such wicked things yourself.

[ Mouth stretching into a wide taunting grin, Loki climbed onto all fours and crawled to the edge of the bed. ]

A little evil puts you off?

[ He wasn't laughing, but his voice certainly was, as were his eyes as they stared at Stark full of mocking green mirth. This was definitely more interesting than passing his time reading Midgardian tomes. ]

[st_a_rk]

A little evil threw me out a window.

[He reminds him, looking him up and down.

And a little evil is apparently not really all that little, and is still naked and hard in his bed. He has no script for this.]

I'm flexible in every way, shape, and form, dear, but when you're slightly lower than my moral standards, you know you have problems. I also am pretty demonstrably suicidally reckless and my brain is screaming 'bad idea.' And I hug nukes.

[iamagod]

Oh yes, I have an excellent memory.

[ Which could mean a myriad of things as well, from the window incident to Stark being single handedly responsible for the destruction of the Chitauri base that destroyed the invasion force. Loki's grin was the equivalent of the world's top class poker face for all the clue it gave.

The trickster's eyes ran over Stark's naked form as the other man babbled, then landed notably on the unshrunk part of the overwhelmed mortal.

Slowly he let piercing gaze run back up the length of Stark to land on his face. ]

Your suicidal tendency is quite apparent and duly noted. However, I do believe you are out of 'nukes' this time, Tony.

[st_a_rk]

So what, I wrap my self around you and go for a ride? Yeah, I don't think so, somehow.

[Also, stop looking at him like that, Loki, he's scrambling for his pants now.

Images of sharks and wolves and other things with teeth fill his mind. It'll take a little more coaxing to get him away from where he is now, plastered against the wall, trying to get his pants up one leg, then the other.

His heart is pounding, brain screaming prey.]

[iamagod]

[ Meanwhile Loki hadn't moved from his spot where he had taken to half sprawling over Stark's lovely large bed. Its size and texture didn't matter to him, but as it seemed to agitate the mortal, Loki remained where he was while watching the man scramble into his clothes.

For most part, Loki looked the part of an amused trickster, harmless except for the 'god of chaos' added like a suffix to his name.

But the more flustered Stark got, the more amused he became. ]

No, of course not. I would hardly ask you to be doing the riding.

[st_a_rk]

Oh. My fucking. God. What the shit, Loki, honestly?

[Scrubbing a hand through his hair.]

I feel like you're edging on actually seriously propositioning me and I am trying to work out if that's either part of your whole cat-and-mouse schtick, or if Norse deities just sometimes get off on slumming it.

[Deep breaths. He is not being killed right at this moment, and that is good.]

[iamagod]

[ Honestly? Loki was bored. And he had done worse than bed mortals, although that certainly wasn't his intention tonight and not on the forefront of his mind either.

Although he could entertain the possibilities if required, and was likely a lot less reserved about the idea than Stark seemed to be. Which made it all the more interesting to goad the man on, just to see what he may do.

Most likely back away, crawl into one of his suits in an attempt to hit him, and thus put an end to Loki's interlude from boredom. At least he will get to watch this until Stark decides to risk breaking for his armor. ]

Which will make you more comfortable? Knowing that I am a glutton for lust, or that I am here to play games with your mind? Tell me, I can adapt.

[ His smile was like a snake grinning. ] I am flexible in every way, shape, and form, dear.

[st_a_rk]

No point getting the Liesmith to promise not to go all 'eat my mate' on me, is there?

[He wouldn't be able to trust an answer. He feels like he should call Thor- if I fuck your brother will he rip off my face?- but that might actually hasten his death.

Thor being Thor. Loki being his baby brother. And Tony, above all, being Tony.]

So, you were bored, huh?

[He gets that.]

[iamagod]

I am not your spider woman. [ Loki retorted, yet not outright denying that possibility. He would like to encourage Stark in thinking all sorts of outlandish things just to see what that mortal mind may come up with.

That sudden twist and abrupt conclusion in that tunneling mind, however, was completely unexpected.

Loki blinked, surprise showing across his features briefly before the airy atmosphere of arrogance returned in a face stretching grin. He will have to give Stark credit for making that jump. ]

Was it so obvious? I would have thought your ego would make you easier to convince that I was here to invade your home, mock you, and steal your precious secrets.

[st_a_rk]

You and me, we're more alike than is strictly comfortable.

[He admits, breathing now. Bored, he can deal with.

He just has to be more interesting to keep alive than he would be interesting to kill. Which means crossing, very slowly, back towards the bed.]

You're just fucking around. In multiple sense of the word.

[iamagod]

[ Well, as he watched Stark slowly inch back towards the bed, Loki had to admit he did find the mortal's reaction interesting. He would have thought that Stark would surely be running for his suit of armor by now. Moving at a snail's pace back towards him, that was different. ]

If you wish to be crude, then yes, I suppose I am.

[ He smiled placidly in what could nearly be claimed as a nonthreatening manner, if snakes could be that way. ]

But I highly doubt we share that much in common.

[st_a_rk]

Well, rampant narcissim. That's in both our favour.

[Thinking a bit more. One knee resting on the edge of the bed.]

Self-destructiveness. General destructiveness. Compulsive liars.

[iamagod]

[ Stark was getting close now, barely two feet separate them on the edge of the large bed. Two feet of air and nothing else.

Loki's brows rose in curiosity as he gave pointed note of this fact. ]

Are you so eager to compare similarities with me?

That is quite unhealthy for you, and no doubt something your teammates will not be thrilled to know.

[ Just to see what Stark's reaction would be, Loki reached out a hand to draw his long fingers down the front of Stark's chest, staying clear of the glowing blue light in the center. ]

[st_a_rk]

[His eyebrows arch. But, not to be outdone, he reaches out and catches Loki by the chin.]

Are you going to tell them?

[He somehow doubts it. Also, doesn't care.]

[iamagod]

[ Like an animal scenting the air, Loki's nose suddenly flared when Stark reached out and pulled his chin. Green eyes widened marginally in a show of surprise for despite their intimate moment earlier, he truly did not expect the other to reciprocate once the trick was up. ]

Maybe. I have not decided yet.

[ Loki's next grin was honestly bemused. ]

You are full of surprises, Tony Stark.

[ His fingers traced along ribs, counting, stalling just near the last one before moving back up, center, towards the Iron Man's glowing heart. ]

I expected this to feel warmer.

[st_a_rk]

Warm-hearted? Me?

[Eyes rolling.]

Not the most observant of all the forest creatures, are ya Bambi?

[His heart skips a beat or two, back behind the glass and metal and power, at the memory of that being tampered with. His eyes stay half-lidded, betraying nothing.]

[iamagod]

[ Loki's hand remained on the cool glowing circle, but he might have picked up the residual pounding held tightly behind the strange construct. Just a faint echo, nothing more.

The hand moves back up to settle in the light dip of the other man's shoulder. ]

And I suppose that is another aspect of similarity you will claim to share with me, that we both have a heart of ice.

[ With his hand on Stark's shoulder, he pulled himself forward into Tony's personal space. As his face nearly nuzzles the mortal's, Loki dipped his head to duck under the chin and bury against the pulse of his neck instead. ]

I wonder if you will claim to bleed ice as well. [ He murmured the words right against Tony's skin as he kissed the valley of that neck along the jugular. ]

[st_a_rk]

Are you going to make me bleed?

[He asks, and that shouldn't sound like such a flirtation, but everyone has ways of chasing oblivion and Tony likes that Loki is basically knife sharp as it is.]

Or should I do the honours, spatter pretty red frost all over your skin?

[He leans close, feeling out the shape of their bodies against one another, the subtle differences in the size of chest and shoulder, arms and knees.]

[iamagod]

[ Loki was taller and slighter in build, but he folded very well in his current position ducked under the mortal's chin. Their chests touched and where the other's strange device was, it pressed a circular ridge up against Loki's chest.

His other hand came to rest on Stark as well, brushing teasingly across the darkened nubs over his chest in just a passing glance before settling on Stark's other shoulder.

In answer to Stark's question, he bit down over the sensitive spot, hard enough to make a point and just long enough as well. He can. A quick tongue flicked out soon afterwards to soothe the spot. ]

I suppose since I first approached as the female, it is expected that you will do the honors.

[ Light, unconcerned musing, indicating his indifference in the matter. ]

[st_a_rk]

[Tony gasps, arm slipping about him to steady himself, contemplating the suggestion with a hum.]

I get the gist of what you're saying, but also, that's stupid. Gender and dominance are loosely connected these days on earth, including in terms of sexual penetration, which I frankly don't think either of us should attempt, because hey, you're still totally crazy.

Kind of want to suck you off, though.

[A cheerful ramble, hand sliding through Loki's hair.]

Or something like that. Improvising. Could watch your hands on me for days, I think, especially if you keep biting like that. Want to see if I can explain advanced engineering while you get temporary dominion over my dick?

[Dignity, thy name is not Tony Stark.]

I shouldn't reply when I'm mostly asleep. I repeated myself so much it was sad.

[iamagod]

Oh? [ Loki's tongue licked a swathe across the side of Stark's neck to his throat, where, while tilting his own head further, he sucked lightly over the light bulge of his Adam's apple. He chuckled softly lover it, enjoying the way it bobbed in his mouth as Stark talked and swallowed. ]

Midgard cultures must have changed much in the past several centuries if they are now so open in the arena of the bed chambers.

[ A hand lowered to flick lightly over the mortal's nipples again, then moving gradually across, his fingers circled the glowing rim with idle attraction while Loki himself released himself from Stark's throat. Instead he was moving up until he was hovering over Stark's lips and looking in his eyes with a half hooded gaze. ]

Days? I can go for weeks.

[ And as his hand reached down to grab the hard handle of Tony's manhood for a surprisingly gentle stroke, Loki lowered his lips to capture the mortal's in a kiss. ] 

[st_a_rk]

I can't. But I can build machines for that. Seriously, I already have.

[He informs him, pushing into his hand with a wild gasp. His hips buck.]

It isn't all of Midgard. Just the lucky, friendly few.

[iamagod]

I assume you are one of those lucky ones.

[ Drawing back from the kiss, Loki studied the interesting mortal before him. Whatever thoughts flickered across his fractured mind, he seemed to have come to the decision that Stark met his approval.]

I admit I have never laid with another male in Midgard while in my current form.

[ He gave the eager part of Stark another languid stroke and his eyes twinkled with mischief. ]

Have you?