Wake up

[weebsock]

morning after



┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme
→ COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE.
→ PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND HIT UP RNG (01-10), OR CHOOSE A SCENE OF YOUR OWN.
→ PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY.
( keep in mind that sexual scenarios are the basis of this meme! please enter with caution )

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the scenarios
① BREAKFAST IN BED; your partner is up and about -- maybe dressed, maybe not -- and in the kitchen. what are they making you? could it be... grilled cheese?
② HIT ME BABY; they're such a peaceful sleeper. a peaceful, sexy sleeper. actually there's too much of that sleeping happening. why don't you wake the up, world's kindest alarm?
③ ESCAPE FROM AZKABED; you wake up to find they're rummaging about for their clothes, about to leave. why the rush, can't you convince them to stay?
④ THE AFTERNOON AFTER; and the evening, maybe even the morning after after... hours have passed but you just can't leave each other! or maybe one of you just won't...
⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL; there's a tiger in the closet, a baby in the bathroom, and a total stranger curled up beside you. who is this person beside you, smelling of tequila and regret? do they know any more about what, or who, went down than you do?
⑥ WET AND WILD; don't feel too lonely waking up by yourself -- the shower's on and the sound of water falling is mighty inviting. why don't you get cleaned up -- or down and dirty all over again?
⑦ I'LL SLEEP WHEN I DIE; sleep? what is this sleep thing you speak of? dawn's breaking and neither of you have gotten a wink, or want one. who's ready for round xxx?
⑧ A BITTER PILL; turns out the reason you scored wasn't your sparkling wit and magnetic confidence. your partner had an ulterior motive -- they already knew it and you're about to. recon? revenge? rebound? tag and find out, if you can handle the truth!
⑨ THIS ISN'T MINE; that sleepy person in your living room had a great night -- with your roommate. well, might as well get to know each other while you're both there, right? ... right?
⑩ WILD CARD; roll more than once and combine scenarios, choose your favorite, or make up your own!

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[jaybe]

[ The kiss both takes him by surprise and doesn't; it couldn't have been clearer in his eyes how much he wanted Viktor. With a muffled hum of relief, he threads his fingers through soft locks and guides the kiss into something less desperate where he takes control with a commanding lick, tasting him deeply even as a shiver races up his spine. A large hammer-calloused hand glides up and down a narrow waist as he coaxes Viktor to fall forward on him, palm spreading to rest between shoulder-blades as a warm, reassuring weight.

Jayce's own tears are hot streaks that disappear back into his temples, the taste of salt on their lips as Viktor's melt between the insistent press of devoted kisses. He loves him, loves him, and doesn't want any life without Viktor in it. If he has to drag him back through time and space into the safe cradle of his arms, Jayce will do it. ]

I'm sorry, sorry I didn't tell you.

[ In between one breath and the next, he sweeps a caress lower to rest in the small of Viktor's back. In Jayce's defence, he was oblivious to what the strength of his own feelings meant until he saw Viktor in the rubble.

Half-dazed with relief and spiking arousal, his nails rake across Viktor's bony hip and his voice runs low with raw disuse. ]

You're all I want.

[hiraut]

[ Years of it, years of thinking and pondering and yearning, having convinced himself he would be no more than a research partner and to stop before he gets himself in too deep. Years of thinking he could never have this, to here and now with Jayce telling him it's always been you, for so long. Finding out they had both felt like this the whole time, and yet said nothing, is making him want to smack himself. And Jayce.

All that yearning is poured into that kiss, to show Jayce he has thought about this and had wanted this for just as long. He parts his lips and with a gentle sigh relinquishes whatever control he had, letting Jayce guide him through that deepening kiss as his tongue sweeps and slides against Jayce's in his mouth. He could kiss him forever. Funny how quickly the nagging voices shut up as soon as there's a tongue shoved down his throat. ]

Holding back from me for so long ... [ A smirk appears on his face, breathing heavy when they part though he hovers close, muttering between kisses he trails over Jayce's cheek towards his ear. ] How dare you.

[ Ignoring how hypocritical a statement like that is, Viktor brings himself impossibly closer, dragging one leg over his partner's hip, both hands at his face again, fingers caught and tangled in dark messy hair. He whispers softly, heated against Jayce's ear, hips rocking in time with the hands on his waist, another kiss. ]

You have me now, Jayce Talis. [ Another kiss, and another, making his way back towards his lips. ] All of me. All yours.

[jaybe]

[ He remembers how when Viktor found his notes, all those years ago, he was the one to prompt Jayce into action, and it feels like nothing has changed in the interim as Viktor sprawls across his lap and ignites a fire in Jayce that has his body reacting before his brain can keep up. Part of him briefly wishes they weren't naked because he worries for Viktor's sensibilities and comfort, that thought dying a moment later as he gets to grind his hardening cock up against Viktor's thigh (is this real, I don't want to wake up if not) and paw less conservatively at his body as he drags him in. The kisses are hot and heavy, desperation cleaving to the way Jayce does his level best to guide Viktor's responding passion. Difficult, when Jayce can't stop kissing him. ]

You can, ah, be mad at me forever, just be mad from my side.

[ There's half a joke in there somewhere but Jayce has more important things to focus on, like sliding his good leg between Viktor's and squeezing his ass. For science? Absolutely not, Jayce is greedy. ]

[hiraut]

[ He could, he thinks. Plenty of reason to. But it'll be important to discuss another time, a subject he can be mad at Jayce for hours or days or weeks (how much time have they been given?) later when he can be short and curt with him for breaking promises. But he's on autopilot, kissing Jayce again like he plans on devouring him, sighs soft and sweet into his mouth. His hands wander down from Jayce's hair to his neck, a thumb resting over a racing pulse, and their kiss only breaks when Viktor has to take a sharp gasp for air as he's grabbed and ground against. ah. ]

Now, he's impatient. [ all these years, Jayce Talis. ]

[ Whatever aches and strains he'd felt upon waking, whatever thoughts were running through his head about how and why and where, all of it gone. He places his hands on Jayce's chest and pushes himself up, his long and tangled dark hair spilling over his shoulders as he observes the man beneath him. He feels flushed and dizzy, delirious perhaps, the way his hips rock back and forth to rub himself against the muscled thigh between his own. ]

A-Ah ... tell me how you want me. [ He could, he thinks, simply stay like this, rut against Jayce's leg like a dog until he comes and makes a pitiful mess of himself. But he doubts Jayce wants to remain an observer. ] How you've ... imagined me, all this time.