UST meme

[ladyvoldything]

the unresolved sexual tension meme

Oh my god, there is nothing more frustrating than when you want to kiss someone and press them against a wall, but for some reason, you can’t—or when you see two people who are obviously in love and you want to shove them into a room already. What is preventing you two from getting together? Can anyone end this?

directions

1. Comment with your character, series, preferences, etc. in the subject.
2. Roll a number between 1-15 for a prompt.
3. Reply to others and play the scenario out!
4. JUST GET A ROOM ALREADY. OMG.


prompts

1. BOSS ✖ A romance with a higher up or your boss is taboo for many good reasons, but you’re finding yourself falling in love with them anyways. Will others approve? Will one of you have to quit your job to not get the other into trouble?

2. JUST FRIENDS ✖ Talk about one of the biggest roadblocks to love ever! You want to kiss them, but you don’t want to ruin your current relationship. What are you going to do? Will you get the guts to confess and hope for the best?

3. GOALS ✖ You want to tear down a building to build an apartment complex, they want to make it a historical landmark. Opposing dreams and goals are huge roadblocks, especially if you happen to want to ‘sleep with the enemy’… literally.

4. TEAMMATES ✖ You work well together, you can depend on them no matter what, and you get along outside of the office or game. What you feel is just that happy camaraderie, not any mushy feelings of love or romantic affection! Is it?

5. DENIAL ✖ No, no way. You do not love that other person. They are stupid or just too prideful or you’re not interested in them at all. Ha, admit it, you totally are. Now go over there and admit your feelings before everyone around you goes insane.

6. COWORKERS ✖ Oh, this is awful. You really, really like your coworker, but there is a no dating policy, or they don’t date coworkers under any circumstances. Dare you make a move after hours or in the break room? It could be worse; you could have the hots for your boss.

7. POLITICS ✖ Clashing beliefs and heated debates always gets the blood pumping, and even though you have sworn to defeat them and get your bill pushed through, their eyes make your heart jump and makes you reconsider your ideals… Can you find a compromise or let bygones be bygones?

8. TAKEN ✖ Oh god. How can you confess to someone who is already taken? Why are you even feeling like this? You must never let them know. Ignore everyone who is encouraging you to take a leap of faith anyways. They are taken and that is that.

9. SOCIAL CLASS ✖ She is a princess, you are a stable boy, he is a rich lord, you are the scullery maid… Money is an important factor to any relationship, and sometimes, it can be one of the barriers. But how long are you going to let positions and titles keep you apart?

10. PRIDE ✖ You? Be in love with someone like that? Ha! No way. You are far above them, and you deserve only the best love. But… what if they are the best love and you just don’t realize it yet?

11. FAMILY FEUD ✖ One of the most famous of all the situations, for some reason, your families are fighting and as much as you like the other person, you can’t betray your family this way. But is there a good reason for the feud? Or a misunderstanding? Will true love conquer all without the abundance of death?

12. OBLIVIOUS ✖ This is the most frustrating one ever. It’s not that they hate each other or someone else is making a barrier, it’s just that they you have no idea how good of a couple you would make or how you always flirt with each other. Will one of you realize it, or does someone need to give you a push?

13. DUTY ✖ Bound by honor and loyalty, you can never cross the line that divides you and your love, be it that you swore to protect them or they serve you. Or will you? How will others react to this? Might it be considered forbidden?

14. FRIEND-ZONED ✖ Oh no, it's not what you think. You see, your best friend likes the person you like, and they are trying to go on a date with them (or get into their bed). But you can't let either of them know, because that is not what good friends do. But what do you do if your mutual crush is interested in you anyways?

15. WILDCARD ✖ Is there something we missed? Is there another scenario you want to play out, or would you like to roll the dice again? Go for it!

Comments

[fierily]

[ Save your apologizes for later Kaworu because Asuka was not interested in hearing them at the moment. She was too preoccupied with everything else what was going on behind him, which included attacking him with her kisses with… to keep him from speaking. It was a strategy that she could easily adapt too because it benefited both of them, but mostly her.

At least things were getting cozy between the two and she surprised that he wasn’t caught off guard and was able to prevent himself from becoming completely submissive by holding himself while her form hovered over his.

What blobbed her mind the most was his opposite his hand which was now tugging at her the bottom of her shirt. His actions were questionable and it caused her to pause, even if it was for a split second. ]

What do you think you’re doing, fifth? [ Hey look, she’s acknowledging at as an eva pilot. What a time to be alive. ] You can barely make it through a kiss, what makes you think you can actually go that far?

[ Surely, they weren’t on the same page here… but gripping on one’s clothes only meant one thing, right? At least that what Asuka was hoping for… ]

[withbite]

[He took the bottle, taking another sip before setting it aside and watching her climb up on top of him. He grinned as she settled herself somewhat comfortably on his lap, thumb tracing over the pulse point in her wrist.]

I don't know, is a please necessary?

[His eyes moved to the two small holes in her neck, smiling to himself more than anything. He'd have to heal her before he left, of course, but that could easily be arranged with how quick she was to react to him.]

[asthedrivensnow]

[That gentle touch where her blood races through her veins so close to the surface of her skin has her body heating, and she returns his somewhat enigmatic smile with a saucy one of her own.]

No. [Letting him keep hold of her wrist, she walks her fingers up over his stomach til they reach his chest, shifting her weight forward until his cock is pressed against her sex, slick and hot with arousal and desire. Settling on him, she rocks a little, sliding over his length.] But it's such a lovely word, sometimes.

[withbite]

It can be, if said right.

[His other hand moves to her hip, squeezing lightly as he skims the one at her wrist up her arm.]

I'm assuming you're not going to play nice until I say it, are you?

[asthedrivensnow]

I had considered holding out.

[Not really a contrite confession at all, since it's breathy with need as she slowly slides back and forth along him. Each movement is easier than the one before, her arousal making him almost as slick and hot as she.

Hand released, both of hers settle on his chest, half leaning, half balanced.]

But I suspect I'm going to give in before you do.

[withbite]

Mm, don't sell yourself short, Narcissa.

[His hands are at her hips, helping her slide along him, covering himself in her wetness as he rocks up to meet her.]

I suppose I could give in a little, since you've been so accommodating.

Would you please let me slide myself inside you so I can watch you ride me while I fuck you?

[asthedrivensnow]

[Damn him to hell for saying her name in that voice that would make her wet if she wasn't already. Damn him for being so ridiculously attractive, and damn him for--

--she can't think. Not with how he's helping her to move, guiding her hips and saying "please" in deceptively polite tones as he tells her precisely what's about to happen.

Her eyes are so dark with lust that if any iris can be seen at all, it's a small miracle.

She pauses on a forward tilt, lips parted on heavy breath.]

...well, when you put it like that, how can I refuse?

[Reaching between them, slender fingers wrap around his cock and hold him where she wants him. Narcissa's smile is like the cat that got the cream as she slowly backs down onto him.]

[withbite]

Clearly you can't.

[He doesn't move until she's slid fully down on top of him, lifting up his hips to lift her as well, holding her up as he starts a steady rise and fall of his body under hers, pushing up into her as he lay under her, muscles flexing from the effort.

He was enjoying their little tango and he didn't have any intention of stopping any time soon. If she was always this fun it made him understand his brother's fascination with her sister.]

[asthedrivensnow]

That was rhetoric-- ooh... [The lift of his hips only pushes him deeper, seating him further inside her and prompting a surprised little sound that becomes a satisfied little moan, the corners of her smile trembling as her jaw drops a fraction.

Gazing down at him, Narcissa's eyes wander over him, enjoying the play of moonlight on his chest, watching his stomach tense as he moves beneath her. Trusting in his hold on her hips, she lets him guide their motions for a moment or three, until she thinks she's used to this new angle, and then she begins to meet him.

Thighs working to push her against him, her hands rest on his forearms as her hips roll in small, precise movements above him, tight and hot around him, with a look of sheer, wicked delight on her face as her breathing grows heavier. Never in all her life has she been quite this deliciously naughty... (and yes, she's a lot of fun, but without the danger of madness that has unfortunately touched her sister. Stefan is welcome to her, really. If he can get past her husband).]

[withbite]

[Damon was quite sure that Stefan would have no problem getting past anyone's husband if and when he put his mind to it. If Narcissa had gotten married in the interim, it wouldn't have stopped Damon from doing exactly what he was at the moment, cuckolded wizard or not.

Her body moving to meet his had his fingers flexing where they gripped her, hips coming up with a harder snap once she got into the rhythm. Her hair spilled over her shoulder, hiding one of her breasts and he felt the urge to take the other in his mouth again.

Soon, but not yet.]

[asthedrivensnow]

[Depending on which one she inevitably chooses (and she won't be able to stall it for much longer), that wizard might even encourage it. And watch. And possibly join in.

But for right now, this is far more interesting than future, potentially-cuckolded wizards, and the way he digs his fingers in as she moves has her repeating the motion with more confidence, her stomach taut as she lengthens her body above him to maximise their mutual enjoyment.

She voices that enjoyment when his thrusts grow more decisive, breathy little moans spilling from her lips as she stares down at him. The side of her neck where her hair hasn't fallen, the side displaying the marks of his teeth - that side has tendrils of hair curling ever so slightly as a faint sheen of perspiration pricks up on her skin.]

[withbite]

[Well, wouldn't that be entertaining for everyone?

His hand slides up the front of her body, pale on pale as he veers it to the side to cup and fondle one of her breasts, thumb and forefinger rolling the nipple lightly between his fingers, giving it a little tweak at the end.

He can see the marks he made and he gloats to himself, still not quite decided if he'll heal them up for her or not before they part ways. The idea of her finding them later amuses him, but he also doesn't want someone else to notice them before she does. Ah, ever the quandary.]

[asthedrivensnow]

["Entertaining" has so many possible meanings...

She leans into that touch, at first - until his hand reaches her breast. Instinctively knowing he's going to tease her nipple, she eases back just a fraction, but can't help the arch of her spine to meet his fingers all the same.

Narcissa isn't quite sure if that's smug triumph she sees in his eyes as she moves over him, but frankly, it feels too good to care, and her hand steals up to his wrist where he fondles her breast, holding him there with fingers clutched tightly. Her breathing grows faster, urgency lending her quiet moans more hunger, though they're still rather muted--


--the room lights up, suddenly, and Narcissa freezes mid-fuck, a surge of panic rising rapidly within her as there is absolutely no room for doubt as to what she's doing naked on top of a piano with Damon Salvatore--


--until it darkens again, only to light up a different colour, accompanied by distant sounds of appreciative awe.]

...fireworks.

[withbite]

[He sees the room light up, watches her still and that look of blind panic on her face come up, then fade as the light does, only to show again as the next burst of light filled the room.

He laughed. He couldn't help it. He chuckled as he thrust up hard, lifting her up in the air with the force before settling back down.]

I could take that as a claim on how much you're enjoying this, but yes, Narcissa, they're fireworks. Not one of those spells from a wand of your mother. Or sister.

[Still laughing softly, he tweaked her nipple.]

You can breathe again.

[asthedrivensnow]

[Relief floods through her, followed by amused irritation at his chuckle - that she can't even berate him for, because he's being a clever sod and has thrust hard enough to almost bodily lift her, and Narcissa's breath leaves her in a startled mmph! followed by a moan as he settles impossibly deep within her.]

Oh, shut it. You'd have been the one hexed.

[But she's smiling, if a touch ruefully, and grinds against him in what might have been retaliation. It would definitely have been so if she hadn't whimpered in delight at the tweak to her nipple, but he's succeeding in taking her mind off her panic and back to where they are. Her other hand reaches behind her to grasp at his trousers as she leans back a little, rolling her hips over him, shuddering as the angle has his cock touching all sorts of lovely places inside her.]

[withbite]

Only if they could catch me.

[And he was pretty confident that they couldn't. Not if he gave up the game and used his speed. But luckily for all parties involved, that wasn't the case and he could focus his attention on fucking up into her, watching her lean back and take him in at a different angle, feeling the pressure change on him as he kept sliding into her.]

[asthedrivensnow]

What makes you think-- ohhh-- [Leaning back had been a brilliant idea, and Narcissa struggles to construct her sentence in the face of the amazing feeling of his cock inside her. Closing her eyes, her head tilts back as she rides him, hips and thighs working as another orgasm begins to be within reach. Initial panic well subsided, it had a side effect of making her more aroused, and now she's moving on him with a purpose.

What makes him think they won't catch him, she'd been asking. But she can't finish it.]

[withbite]

[What better way to distract her than with the slide of his cock into her at that deeper angle, body moving up in a sharp snap of hips against hers. His hand slides down her body, fingers splaying over her stomach until he moves them over to her waist, shoulders bracing on the piano as he levered himself up, harder, higher, lifting her up with the force of the thrusts.]

[asthedrivensnow]

[No better way at all, not at this point. His change in pace, the hard surety of his thrusts, and the grip of strong hands at her waist means she lets go, letting her body and his rhythm dictate her movements. No stranger to horseback riding, Narcissa moves atop him with an easy, hungry grace, trusting in their mutual need that he'll keep her there.

Blue light fills the room from the windows, showing her head tilted back; green follows, and she's staring down at him, lips parted on a low moan.]

Hold me...

[It's all the warning she gives, breathless and urgent, before pleasure over comes her. Breaking their rhythm as her hips move to satisfy her, the rest of her body jerks sharply as a harsh cry of completion tears itself from her throat, her sex clenching around him. It's not a scream... but it's close.]

[withbite]

[He rises to sit when she speaks, arm around her back as he lifts up into her, feeling her tight and hot and clenching around him. This time, he lets himself go as well, mouth finding her neck and sharp teeth coming out to sink into the holes he'd made before, tasting her blood as he rode his orgasm and hers to completion.

He didn't take much, but he was smiling, lips a little more red as he drew back, kissing her mouth with no attempt to hide the taste of blood she'd likely find before laying back, hands resting on her thighs.]

That certainly helped to take the edge off.

[asthedrivensnow]

[She can feel him climax, and it only prolongs hers - more so when his lips find her neck again, sucking hard on that spot he'd found... Narcissa's head feels light, pleasure making everything seem hazy and delightful, her arms winding around his neck as he moves to kiss her--

--that metallic tang is much more obvious, now, and she knows exactly what it is (surely not, surely not) - and yet, all she can do is stare as he lies back, her blue-grey eyes drawn to his mouth. It's hard to tell in the moonlit room, harder still with the occasional light of fireworks creating tonal illusions, but his mouth looks... dark.

Her hand lifts to her neck, where some blood still remains, oozing a little from two neat puncture wounds in her neck.]

Did you... bite me?

[withbite]

Did I?

[He looks as though he's peering, checking for himself to see if he did.]

Well, look at that. Seems like I did. I'd say oops, but you didn't seem to mind at the time.

[Of course she hadn't. If a vampire wasn't aiming to maim or worry at a wound, it could actually be close to pleasurable for someone. More so during sex.]

[asthedrivensnow]

...rather kinky for a first meeting, don't you think?

[Despite the obvious signs screaming at her that the rumours really are true, she's fallen victim to both a handsome face, and whatever compulsion he's used to make her think that nothing is really out of the ordinary.

Besides, all the books say vampires are pale and gaunt, non-wizard part-humans. Damon doesn't fit that bill.

Still...] Are you perpetuating those silly rumours?

[A strange question while she's still on him, but if Narcissa doesn't rationalise this, and soon, she might just panic. A little.]

[withbite]

But this isn't a first meeting, is it? It might be the first time I've gotten to see what's under all those layers, but hardly the first time I've laid eyes on you all together.

[He reached up to tug at her, pulling her down to lay against him before he rolled them, legs tangling with hers as he lay half over her.]

Rumors? And what rumors are those? The vampire ones or the 'Salvatores are kinky lovers' ones?

[asthedrivensnow]

I was attempting to be delicate about things. [She's only been mooning over him for years, but she certainly hadn't expected this amount of... fun, the first time they slept together. Although if she's honest with herself, she hadn't actually expected to sleep with him. That had always been something of a fantasy.

Letting herself be pulled down and shifted, she makes a quiet sound of surprise as they settle (on top of the piano, what the hell is she doing), and her fingers can't help but trace the line of his shoulder, up his neck and along his jaw. His trousers feel nice on her bare legs, and her heavy hair cushions her shoulders.]

...both. Though most people prefer to think me an innocent and try not to discuss the latter. [Her smile hides a huff of laughter.] They'd rather I think of you as a potential blood-sucking monster than a sexual deviant, Merlin forbid I should even know what that is.