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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[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."

[garou]

Derek nips at his skin a little. "I was actually going to ask if we could start a knitting circle," he huffs. "But sex is fine, too."

[teenyoda]

He laughs a little, moving to lie back down so he wasn't straining his stitches. "I will stab you with the goddamn needle."

[garou]

Derek looks at him hotly through his eyelashes as he lays down, moving to settle beside him, hands still on his waist. "Is that a promise or a threat?"

[teenyoda]

"Are you getting all hot and bothered over it? Seriously? Wow. We're going to need some safe words."

[garou]

"I'm getting all hot and bothered over you."

[teenyoda]

That had him trying to hide a smile, arm draping over his eyes as he tried to just take all this in. "That is going to take a little getting used to."

[garou]

Derek sits up a little. "Why?"

[teenyoda]

Stiles peeked under his arm. "You're kidding me, right? You having a thing for me? That's... come on, Derek. Who'd believe it?"

[garou]

He blinks a couple of times. "You don't?"

[teenyoda]

He turned and looked up at Derek, grinning slowly as he reached for him, tugging him a little closer. "Kind of hard not to when you were... uh, with that..." He looked down for a minute, cheeks pink.

[garou]

"Then it doesn't matter if other people believe it or not." Derek moved easily under Stiles' touch, scooting closer, pressing his nose into Stiles' hair.

[teenyoda]

"You know... waiting to heal is going to suck so hard." But he turned to brush his nose against Derek's cheek. Because he could.

[garou]

Derek pauses, because he has an idea. "...I could do that."

[teenyoda]

"Do what?" Color him curious, Derek.

[garou]

"Suck hard." And he slides his body down, keeping one hand on Stiles' stomach, still taking his pain, the other fiddling with the fly on his jeans.

[teenyoda]

He actually froze all over when he finally clicked in to what Derek was saying. What he was doing. Then there was a full body shudder. "Oh my god, Derek. I didn't mean... I mean... I-- You... Oh my god."

His cock was painfully hard behind his jeans and he was trying really hard not to think about Derek with his mouth on-- Jesus.

[garou]

He stops just as he gets the zipper open, hovering over Stiles' hips, hand teasing at the waist of his boxers. "You don't want me to?"