The Morning After Meme (Expanded)

[bottecellie]

the 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. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the scenarios ① BREAKFAST IN BED: YOUR PARTNER'S 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 THEM 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, AND CAN 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 asjldkjl? 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 FAVOURITE, OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN! Stolen from here.

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[boutant]

[ Ariadne's all for rewards. She kisses back just as hard, just as thoroughly, until he pulls away. Her hands drop to the bed and she makes no move to follow, but her eyes are fixed on him. ]

Do you want me to do that? [ Because she can, she will. Impatience is making her eager. ]

[notourist]

If you wish. [ His hands are already dropping away, though, giving her access. ]

[boutant]

[ She shifts up and takes the condom from him, but instead of opening it right away, sets it aside to run her hands over his chest for a minute before leaning in to nip at him. Her hands are back to the foil, though, opening it while her mouth is otherwise occupied with trying to make a mark so that he's aware she still intends to go through with it.

One hand strokes him as she pulls away to lick the tip of his cock again before replacing it with latex, rolling the condom onto him. ]

[notourist]

[ Arching into it to give her better access. She is welcome to mark him as she'd like — only fair, since he's left more than one mark of his own on her body.

Hissing out a breath, and then he's pushing her back again, pulling her legs up, inviting her to wrap them around his hips. ]

[boutant]

[ She doesn't have appearances to worry about, at least not as much as he does. She's well aware of that, and it's why she sticks to his chest and the lower part of his neck to bite and suck hard enough to bruise.

The invitation's not one to be ignored, so both legs wrap around his hips, her hands returning to his back as she tries to urge him on. ]

[notourist]

[ Saito moves back to cover her body with his, shifting and drawing her legs a little higher, positioning himself before finally pushing into her in one long, smooth motion. ]

[boutant]

[ There's another groan, one of her quiet ones, but the lack of volume doesn't mean it's not good. There's nothing quite like the first push in. Still, she has to ask-- ]

Were you this patient... last night?

[notourist]

[ Drawing back just as slowly. ] Would you prefer it faster?

[ He was, in fact. At least in the beginning. ]

[boutant]

[ She can only imagine how drunk!her took that. ]

I wouldn't mind. [ But... ] You could probably convince me otherwise.

[notourist]

[ Of course he could. Pushing in again, still slow and controlled, though he lets out a soft moan once he's buried deep inside her, still for an instance before repeating the process. ]

I believe I did, last night.

[boutant]

[ If he keeps going like this, Ariadne's fairly convinced that her brain will fry, that she'll forget about everything but this room. ]

You did say you were going to refresh my memory.

[notourist]

[ That is the intention. ]

I am. [ She's stopped protesting, hasn't she? ]

[boutant]

[ Oh. Well then. ]

Then by all means. [ There's a slight rock of her hips. ]

[notourist]

[ Slow and steady, but deep. Is it driving you mad yet?

Saito just smiles. ]

[boutant]

[ It's getting there, her breath hitching and her hands gripping the bedsheets instead of his back, since she can't get him to move any faster. Her hair's starting to dry, curling around her shoulders. ]

[notourist]

[ And he'll just continue on as this. It isn't gentle, though the slow pace may be deceiving.

Saito shifts so that he can look at her, watch and categorise her reactions, changing the angle somewhat. ]

[boutant]

[ It isn't gentle, but it's good. She's not sure if it's good enough for her to come just from him moving in her, but it's good enough that she can likely get close.

The angle change has her moaning slightly, pulling at the sheets as she tries to press into him even more. She wouldn't be surprised if Saito could find things about her, sexually, that she never even knew. ]

[notourist]

[ Here's the plan: Saito will continue on, fuck her slow and steady but deep until she's close, until she's writhing under him, and then— then he will finally give her what she's been after, hard and fast. Perhaps he can make her scream.

It's a good thing that with maturity comes a certain amount of self-control (of which Saito has more than most), because the way she feels arond him— ]

[boutant]

[ Physically, Ariadne is small everywhere, which means she may be tighter than other women Saito's been with. Her writhing (because it's starting now, and she's not sure how much time has passed but she can't focus on anything other than Saito and how he feels) is likely only amplifying this.

She's getting louder, too -- breathy pants and groans are becoming more solid-sounding, high-pitched keening as her hands move from the sheets to try and cling to him. ]

[notourist]

[ That is where he wants her and for one moment, he ponders just continuing on like this, keep her on the edge and writhing, eager and so close. Her tightness and heat have brought him closer as well, though and as much as he would like to draw this out, he wants more of this, of her — wants to make her come, perhaps even scream.

He picks up the pace, faster now until he's breathing harder as well, groaning as he pushes in, again and again. ]

[boutant]

[ The sudden change in pace is unexpected and it makes her cry out, nails digging into his back. If she was focused on him before it's nothing like the way she is now, and every thrust gets another sound from her throat. Some of them are half-words in English and French, at least one is his name, but they're mostly just noises.

He wants her to scream? He's close to making it happen. ]

[notourist]

[ Saito shifts, muscles in his arms straining as he leans down and kisses Ariadne. It's not a long kiss, or sophisticated by any means, they're both too breathless for that, instead it's hard and a little sloppy.

Driving into her, again and again, her noises only pushing him higher. ]

[boutant]

[ She nips at him during the kiss, payback for making her wait so long before she cries out. It might as well be a scream (or a wail), her nails raking down his back as she tights around him, coming without having t be touched. ]

[notourist]

[ Saito pushes into her again and stills, buried deep inside of her as she tightens — it is enough to drive him over the edge as well, where before only willpower held him back. Moaning deeply as he comes, shuddering slightly. ]

[boutant]

[ Her grip on him doesn't relax for a few moments, but then Ariadne forces her fingers to stop clutching at him, willing her hands down to the sheets and then shifting to unlock her legs from around his hips. She's breathing hard, looking rather dazed. ]