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bakerstreet2017-01-08 12:16 am
meme_maid) wrote in bakerstreet2017-01-08 12:16 am
Smut Picture Prompt Meme - classy New Years Edition
SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR NSFW/SMUT PROMPTS INSTEAD
i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.
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( hopefully this is the last weirdly timed/posted meme, holiday reasons + time zones strike! )
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He's only human, of course, and has given in to the urges before. But they were never something meaningful, never something long-lasting. Certainly they were not deeper than sex, than giving in to more base, primal instincts when he needed that escape. He didn't really deserve more, not with the terrible things he had done in his life, and even those brief moments of bliss did not carry with them longer-lasting effects.
But with Jyn... there's a vulnerability he's showing to her now, laying himself bare and open to her. She doesn't know all that he has done, but she must know he is not what most would consider a good man - even their success at Scarif does not redeem him of all he had done. But he sees her and she sees him and still she doesn't turn away. He's got the chance to get to know her better, and he's not going to waste it. He wants to know what makes her sigh and gasp and moan, what makes her writhe and smile and look achingly beautiful to him.
When he comes up behind her, leans over her, it's about exploring her body and making feel, picking up on cues to see what she likes, what she wants. So he kisses along her neck - slowly, taking his time - before adding the gentle pressure of his teeth. Then a bit more - never enough to break her skin, of course, but take her skin between his teeth, his lips. His hands hold onto her shoulders, her upper arms. He runs his teeth lightly along her shoulder blade... then back up along her slope of her neck, up to her ear. He takes the lobe between his teeth, as he moves a hand around to cup the swell of her breast, her so warm and real beneath his hands. ]
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The handful of times she's engaged in such activities could hardly be called meaningful, either, and memorable much less so. It was instinct, certainly, but in most cases, she used it as a way to feel alive, especially when things were at their most bleak. Looking for anything more felt ... hollow.
And then - and then there was Cassian. She never would have anticipated falling into any of this when they first met, but near death experiences, shared understanding, and a newfound respect have led them down this path. Sometimes, she doesn't feel worthy of the way that he looks at her like she's something special, but Jyn is doing her level best to try to find a way to believe that maybe ... she deserves it, somehow. Just as she tries to make him feel as though he's worthy of her adoration, too. Theirs is a strange relationship, but it works.
She feels his presence long before he ever presses that first kiss against her neck, but she isn't expecting if, if her harsh little breath is any indication. Datapad long forgotten, she cants her head to the side, allowing Cassian all the space he could ever want to use in order to explore just how sensitive she is, how she reacts to him. The kisses bring about softly uttered little moans and breaths, the nibbles and bites coax shivers to wrack her from head to foot, and his hands, oh, his hands, even gently holding onto her shoulders makes her wish to feel them all over her body, touching, teasing, exploring.
He breathes against her ear, and all the little hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, every nerve in her body alive and singing. But it's when his teeth close around her ear and his han closes around her breast and she can't help the way she shudders in return, a breathy little plea for more right on the tip of her tongue.
From the first touch, she'd been aroused, but now? Now, she was absolutely throbbing.