The Seed of an Idea Smut Meme

[sausagefests]

When playing smut, as with most rp, sometimes you have a problem --- well, a problem that becomes two-fold. Maybe you have an idea, some inspiration that strikes you, but it's not fully formed. There's not enough here to make a proper post; or, perhaps, you don't have the place to do so or the person who may be interested in it. The other problem is that there is no meme to cater to this specific idea, because most memes have their own, built-in prompts that don't exactly fit. Well, this meme kills two birds with one sexy stone. Here, you, the top commenter, provide only what you're interested in. This "idea" can be anything: a vague concept ("x, my boy character, crossdressing and having sex with a girl"), a picture, a lyric, a list of options, or a full-fledged starter. The only requirement is that your comment contain something. Everything else will follow, and others will show their creativity from what you've posted. RULES Comment with your character and your preferences. Comments MUST contain a prompt of some kind. Blank comments will be deleted. Comment to others, using what they've provided. As far as pictures or gifs go, obviously this will be NSFW, but please, for pictures that show extreme sexual violence or questionable consent, link them rather than embed them.

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[teenyoda]

Stiles nods in reply, feeling his pulse pick up for an entirely different reason.

[garou]

Derek leaned down, and the kiss this time is softer, a little more gentle, because it's not meant as a distraction. He wanted Stiles to enjoy it, this time, and Derek parts his lips, licking at Stiles' mouth.

[teenyoda]

Now that he's not squirming in pain and dying, he can actually appreciate the feel of lips on his. It wasn't quite like kissing a girl, like kissing Heather or Lydia had been, but that didn't make it bad. It was good in a very different way and he lifted his head up a bit, trying to urge it onward.

[garou]

Derek deepens it, bracing himself over Stiles just enough so that they're close, but he's not laying on his wound. He presses kisses to Stiles' mouth, to his jaw, to his neck, still keeping his hand on Stiles' waist, still drawing away his pain.

[teenyoda]

Stiles' hand lifts up to lose itself in the darkness of Derek's hair, pulling his head around so he can go back to kissing him. He liked the kissing. He wanted more of it. When he tried to push himself up, even with Derek helping, pain flared through him and made him wince.

"You know, you picked a really shitty time to make this little declaration."

[garou]

Derek pulls away the second he can feel Stiles wince, alarmed and slightly apologetic.

"I thought you were going to die," he all but mumbles, placing both hands on Stiles' waist, using both hands to leech at his pain.

[teenyoda]

"Oh my god, would you stop that? You're going to suck something vital up through there. If I lose my sex drive..." Well, masturbatory drive, but still...

[garou]

"It's just your pain, Stiles," Derek huffs, leaning down to nose at his pulse, at the vein in his neck. He nips at it, kisses it, and then licks a slow stripe up. "See?"

[teenyoda]

The nip shouldn't have been something that sent a tingle through him, but it did. The idea of an alpha biting him had been both his worst nightmare and a dream of his since Scott's incident. He was still too wary to go through with it, though. Especially after Jackson and Gerard.

But Derek's teeth on his neck made his pulse jump. The lick had his eyes fluttering closed. "Um... no. Not exactly. Maybe you should, um, show me again?"

[garou]

Derek chuckles at that, breathing against Stiles' skin. "Yeah?" He asks, but doesn't wait for an answer as he nips again at Stiles' neck with his blunt human teeth, sucking just a little bit. "What about now?"

[teenyoda]

"Maybe just one more time." His voice was soft, breathy, his hand sliding up Derek's arm as he tipped his head to the side for him.

[garou]

His grip tightens on Stiles' waist, he grins, and Derek licks over the bruise blossoming on Stiles' neck slowly, carefully, savoring the salty taste of skin and sweat. He's going to have one hell of a hickey, tomorrow, and Derek can't really bring himself to care. He draws his lips up to Stiles' mouth and kisses him deep, licking into his mouth hotly, pressing his own forming erection against Stiles' hipbone.

[teenyoda]

The pretense was gone as soon as Derek's mouth touched his, Stiles leaning into the kiss and making a noise of outright need when he felt that hardened length of Derek pressing against him. "Okay, okay. I think I got it now. But I still say your timing sucks. Couldn't have done this before I got eviscerated?"

[garou]

Derek kisses him again to shut him up.

But it's a question he has to answer, eventually, and even he knows that. So, really, it's both to shut Stiles up and to stall for time while he thinks of how to phrase it. Words have never been his strong suit, not since the fire, not since he had to start hiding things from the walking lie detector that was his sister.

"I thought you'd always be there. And I thought I'd be okay with just that."

[teenyoda]

He's okay with the kissing. The kissing can keep happening. But then there's an answer and Stiles doesn't mind that. He moves his head back so he can look at Derek. "You're kidding me, right? You've had a... a thing for me? Why? How? When?"

And why was he just hearing about this? Rude, Derek.

[garou]

Does he really have to answer that?

"You really didn't know?" He's kind of surprised about that, honestly. Surely Stiles had picked up on it by now, right? He was observant and smart. He had to have known.

[teenyoda]

"Um, no? I kind of figured after you smashed my face in my steering wheel that I was on your shit list."

[garou]

He sighed at that, leaning down to rest his forehead on Stiles' collarbone, thumbs drawing small circles on his waist. "You were, for a while. And then you just kept coming back. You kept helping me."

[teenyoda]

"You kept getting into trouble." Along with Scott, who had some inherent need to be the hero. Stiles, for his part, just tagged along.

[garou]

"That doesn't mean you had to come back."

[teenyoda]

"Yeah it does." Because like it or not, Derek was a friend. Apparently more with this new revelation, and that meant he was going to do dumb things for hm.

[garou]

"It doesn't," Derek repeats a little more firmly, pressing his nose to Stiles' neck, rolling his hips up a little. "But you did anyway. I guess I felt like that meant something."

[teenyoda]

His breath catches at both of those moves, eyes closing a little as he grips Derek a little harder. "It- Oh boy, it did."

[garou]

"Stiles," he sighs out into his skin, a small little whine punctuating his name. "When you're healed--I want--"

[teenyoda]

The whine surprised him, but it also had him realizing that Derek wasn't the only one with something a little uncomfortable in their pants. Jesus... "If you don't say sex, I'm going to punch you."