The "No Reason, I Just Wanna Smut With You" Meme for Character Admiration, Missed Opportunities, etc

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You know the moment. You see a character on a meme and you really, really want to tag them. It's not the meme's premise that's so alluring, it's the options to pick from in the comments! But for whatever reason, you either don't see that perfect character, they're on a different meme, you come too late, real life happens, or, if you do start a thread, it never goes anywhere. This meme is for all those times you've wanted to tag, but didn't, meant to tag, but forgot, or just otherwise didn't do what you wanted to.

Here is your chance for tagging because you can and you want to. No rhyme, no reason, just smut. Have an idea in mind? Good! Don't? That's fine, too! Want to put yourself out there to anyone and everyone and see what you get? Who knows? Maybe someone's been wanting to play with you for a while! For this meme, the more random, the better. Go forth and tag every character you've ever wanted without fear, no matter how crazy the pairing --- or the sex. This is your post, smut RPer. Use it wisely.

x Comment with your character and preferences. People who want to tag your character and play with them in whatever capacity will tag you! If you're feeling particularly bold, you might even want to list characters you've always wanted to play against (ie, "I'd really like to smut with Dean Winchester or Goku").
x In turn, you tag others you've always wanted to tag. If you want to, you two can talk out ideas. If not, just start a thread! Or, if you've threaded before, maybe you can continue it here!
x There are no prompts, but if you need inspiration, there are lists of kinks here and here.
x Play nice and respect others.

Comments

[nstark]

She downed her second glass and poured another before raising it in a toast. "How weird do you wanna get?"

[thesuitandiareone]

He raises his own to toast her before downing his drink, "Weird is my middle name." Of course it wasn't. Anthony was his middle name but hey, he's done a lot of weird shit for science. Why not this too?

[nstark]

"For science," she laughed, downing her own drink. Natasha stepped closer and closer to him. She reached out and touched his jaw, his shoulders, then rested her hand in the center of his chest where the glow was.

[thesuitandiareone]

"For science," he says letting his own hands trail down her jaw, over her shoulders. Though unlike her he wouldn't touch the arc reactor. There's something special about that. He didn't want to offend her either. Not that she was him, she wasn't.

[nstark]

Her hands easily undid the tie and slid it from him. "Would this count as masturbation?" she chuckled. Natasha slid the jacket from his shoulders. Her own short, red dress was a little less complicated.

[thesuitandiareone]

Reaching around Tony slid the zipper down her dress and laughs, "Good question. Maybe it would. After all we are the same just with different parts."

[nstark]

She unbuttoned his shirt and opened it up, glancing at the arc reactor. Natasha's eyes are on him the entire time as she reached and delicately touched it.

[thesuitandiareone]

There's a soft sound out of Tony when she touches the arc reactor. He's never allowed anyone to touch it and it feels weird. Not bad weird but weird anyway. He slides the straps of her dress down her shoulders, fingers ghosting over where he's just touched.

[nstark]

She knows that sound. No one touched the arc reactor, as far as she was concerned either. Natasha pulls off Tony's shirt and let her hands roam over the rest of him.

[thesuitandiareone]

"You can touch," he says leaning his head down and kissing along the top of her breasts.

[nstark]

She plays with the edge of the arc reactor; where the same scarred tissue existed. Natasha closed her eyes at the feel of his lips so close to her own reactor.

[thesuitandiareone]

There's a soft sound out of Tony even as his hands slide up along her stomach, sliding further up as he kisses down over her breast. Just a tad bit closer to the arc reactor in her chest. Over the scars that matched his own.

[nstark]

Anyone else and she would've thrown them out the window but Tony. There was something about him, maybe because they were genetically identical, that allowed her to feel like he deserved to come so close.

[thesuitandiareone]

Those kisses trail from her breasts down to the scars. Where he kisses each one that he sees. It was funny how much alike they were. How similar the scars and just... Only other person he'd ever let near the reactor had been Pepper. So this was new. Different. But not bad different. She'd let him know if it was.

[nstark]

She pulled his tie loose and pushed his jacket off. The rest of his his shirt was shoved aside just so that she could run her fingers along his chest. "Let me see you." She ran his hands through his short dark locks.

[thesuitandiareone]

There's a soft shiver at the feel of those fingers over his chest. He undoes his shirt the rest of the way, pulling it off and throwing it aside. It left his arc reactor out in the open, scars around it. Scars that he, himself, tries to ignore most nights. Then again he tries to ignore that he's his own nightlight as well.

[nstark]

She ducked her head and gently kissed each and every little scar around the arc reactor, convinced that it was like her own scarred flesh around her own night light.

[thesuitandiareone]

It may of been like hers but he can't help the slight shiver. Only one that's ever been that close is Pepper. Reaching down he cards fingers through her hair. He doesn't, however, ask her to pull away or anything. Tony doesn't want her to. It'll just take a minute or so to get used to this.

[nstark]

She looks up at him, wanting to see the look on his face as she continues to caress and explore his chest. How different, obviously, that he was flat-ish where she had breasts. yet each scar was practically the same. The position of the arc reactor itself was the same. Natasha leaned up to brush her lips over his.

[thesuitandiareone]

Tony's not too entirely sure what to make of the feeling. To make of those hands sliding along his chest, his arc reactor. Any of it really. Though he does let his hands slide down along his double's back, pressing her close to him and kisses her back, deepening the kiss.

[nstark]

"Wanna get weird and comfortable?" She doesn't give him a chance to answer as she drags him to her bedroom. She wants to see all of him. "You know, you look a lot like dad."

[thesuitandiareone]

"Weird and comfortable sound good." He lets himself be dragged to her room but the moment she says that he stops in his tracks. "Don't ever bring the old man up in anything." Because he's not exactly fond of their old man. It's going to take a while before he ever is. Before she can respond to him though, he moves in close to kiss her.

[nstark]

She welcomes the kiss. No. Now wasn't the time. Daddy issues later. Naked weirdness now. She pulls the rest of his clothes off and pulls him down onto the bed. "Deal."