The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme

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The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme

Because any good idea for a meme deserves its own smut version, this is just what the box says: the reverse picture meme for smut/nsfw prompting.

POSTING?
1) Comment with a character
2) Include a picture (or two or three) of a scenario, scene, position, location, etc. that you'd like to be a part of the RPing.
3) Make sure to list any preferences or explanations, to help people out.

REPLYING?
1) Find someone's image(s) that inspire you and reply to their comment!
2) Yeah, that's pretty much it!

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

Comments

Kouta Kazuraba / Kamen Rider / M/M

[murder_orange]

One Two Three Four Five Six Seven.

[AU Dark Kouta also available on request.]

[inheritstheredsouls]

((I have this older guy as well as a Right (lunchleader)to offer for you. Which one would you want?))

[murder_orange]

((I'd love a thread with Right!))

[lunchleader]

((Excellent! How about options four thru seven for these two, then, in that order?))

[murder_orange]

((Sounds fun! Can you start? Or if you'd rather I start it, I can do that too, it might just take a little longer.))

[lunchleader]

((Sure! Lemme know if you need anything changed))

Right's happy to be with Kouta again, especially since they became roommates. Which quickly became something much more than roommates, if the playful kissing that evening is any indication.

Once the kiss breaks off, Right smiles brightly. "Really good day, then?"

[murder_orange]

Even when the kiss breaks, Kouta only pulls back a few inches, head tilted, ready and willing to kiss Right again. But Right's question makes him grin, leaning forward a little to give him another quick kiss.

"Maybe I'm just happy to see you," he says after a second.

[lunchleader]

Right grins back in response as the kisses continue. "Yeah? About as happy as I am?"

[murder_orange]

"Happier," Kouta murmurs between kisses, curling a hand in the fabric of Right's shirt. "Kissing you is the best part of my day."

[lunchleader]

Right's hand reaches down inbetween them to teasingly palm Kouta's member thru the fabric of his shorts. "It definitely feels like you're really happy to see me," he jokes playfully.

[murder_orange]

Kouta exhales a little, pushing against Right's hand a little.

"I should be. I've been thinking about you all day," he whispers into Right's ear, sliding his hand down his stomach. "Kissing you, spreading your legs, fucking you until my name's the only word you remember."

He slides his hand down the front of Right's pants, rubbing against his member. "Feels like you're pretty happy to see me too."

[lunchleader]

Right moans as he rocks a little into that hand. He starts kissing and nipping along Kouta's jaw. "Even when you were dancing? Cuz I saw that performance online. Seeing you play-intimidate someone, twisting your body this and that...makes me want you all over me
Wanna be pinned down as you fill my hole...just dunno if I wanna be fucked in just one hole or both of them."

[murder_orange]

Kouta's almost surprised to hear Right voice what he wants like that. Surprised, but not at all displeased.

"Fuck, Right," he growls softly, and gives him a light shove. "Bedroom. Now."

[lunchleader]

Right doesn't say another word, but he does grin mischievously as he leads Kouta into the bedroom. Once in there, though, he starts stripping off his clothes eagerly, his anticipation and yearning made clear in the fully-formed tent in his underwear.

[murder_orange]

Kouta strips as he walks, until he's down to his shorts. He doesn't bother closing the door, just pushing his shorts down, leaving himself in just a pair of briefs with a visible tent in them.

He curls an arm around Right, kissing him hard, backing him up towards the bed.

[lunchleader]

Right moans into the kiss, letting Kouta take the lead this time. As soon as the back of his legs bump up against the bed, he lets himself fall backwards onto it, dragging Kouta down on top of him so as to rub their hips together. He moans as he feels their members rubbing against each other thru their remaining bits of clothes.

"Ne, Kouta," he purrs, "Which hole do you wanna stuff yourself into?"

[murder_orange]

Kouta groaned, rutting up against right, bracing himself on his elbows above Right.

"Your ass. I want to look into your eyes while I fuck you into the mattress."

[lunchleader]

Right shivers and moans, both from Kouta's words and how he's rutting against him. He rocks his hips up into those rutting movements, yearning for all that friction. "Th-Then you'd better hurry up, then! My ass...ohhhh...my ass is really hungry for your dick."

[murder_orange]

Kouta moaned a little, ducking his head to kiss Right hard on the mouth, winding his tongue past the other boy's lips. He reached down between them, tugging Right's underwear down, pushing it until he had to brace a knee against it and shove it down to Right's ankles.

[lunchleader]

Right lets slip a long, low moan as their tongue twined together in that deep kiss. He kicks off enough of his underwear to free one leg, which quickly moves to wrap around Kouta's waist. His cock lays between their bodies, hard and aching for attention.

[murder_orange]

Kouta pulls back a little, pushing his briefs down, shaking them until they're hanging off one ankle.

"Do you have any lube?" He asks, a little breathlessly. "Or should I take you dry?"

[lunchleader]

As much as Right really wants Kouta in him, like, now, doing so dry does not seem appealing to him. He gestures to his nightstand with one hand, without looking at it. "T-top right drawer. And hurry."