Smut Picture Prompt Meme

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the  smut picture prompt meme
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.

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

Link to an image:   <a href=IMAGEURL>TEXT</a>

Embed an image in your reply:   <img src=IMAGEURL>

You can control width and height of your pictures:   <img src=IMAGEURL width=500> OR <img src=IMAGEURL height=INSERT>

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[polyglot]

[ the guilt she sees in his eyes chills her to the very core and for a moment she rethinks her begging, rethinks all of this. then, the part of her that had been sleeping for so long returned to life shouting, didn't she deserve this? to be held, to be loved by someone who looked at her gently and cared about what she wanted and that she was hurting? and didn't she deserve just one night where no one was staring at her like she was a wounded animal, and someone actually cared?

at the very least, she wasn't doing anything wrong. maybe she hadn't been able to admit they were over because saying it aloud made it true, but spock would never come back to her. not when she knew what his trip to vulcan was for, and what he was going to do.

once she's pulled close, her arms curl around his neck and she sighs, melting into his arms and abandoning the sense of hurt and betrayal that had followed her around lately, abandoning the sense of being anything other than nyota, with anyone other than leonard. as soon as her back hits the mattress, she's arcing against him, hands applying pressure to his to show that she was still with him.

god, it was everything until he pulled away and her eyes searched his for some sort of approval, fingers curling in his hair, her palm brushing over his cheek as she gently explored his features. ]

Yes. Yes. [ she insists, twining a leg around his hip insistently and rolling against him, tilting back her chin with some of her old fire. ] Don't stop, or I swear to god I'll shoot you.

[ there. that sounded more like her, and the fire in her eyes was familiar. it may have been burning low for a while, but it couldn't now, not when he was on top of her. ]