Freak in the Sheets

[treks]

the freak in the sheets meme


You're an innocent little thing. Your a nice, calm, levelheaded type. You're a nerd. Or maybe you're even a stoic with one goal in mind. At any rate, people would think you'd be absolutely puritanical when it comes to your love life. Except they'd be wrong. Absolutely and utterly wrong. You're actually an animal in the bedroom.

So whether it be kink, rough sex, or just plain sexual curiosity, don't be afraid to let your freak flag fly!

HOW TO PLAY
- Comment with your character and preferences. Also mention if you want your character to be surprised by their partner or do the surprising.
- Comment to others.
- Play out the thread.

HOW TO PLAY

By Nature: You have a big sexual appetite because you were born this way, baby.
By Nurture: Your partner has imparted their sexual wisdom, tastes, and desire on you and you've amped it up. They created you, so hopefully they can keep up.
By Passion: Excitement means you just can't help yourself.
Secret: You've been keeping your sex drive a secret. Maybe you don't want the person you like to think you're some kind of pervert?
Exploration: You're no wizard of eroticism, but you're interested in finding out everything about your partner's body.
Stamina: What you may lack for in skill or finesse, you make up for with enthusiasm. You can go for hours.
Still Innocent: There's something so hot about someone that's a mix between a virgin and a minx.
First Time: Th-this is sex? Oh, God, you never want to stop.
Kink: You've always wanted to try [insert kink here]. That's not too embarrassing, right? Or maybe you're an old hand at it.
Had to Hold Back: Before, you've never been able to be sexually satisfied because no one could handle you or, if you lost control, things would get...bad. Worry no more!
For the One Person: Before meeting this person, you were functionally asexual. Now, though, they've awoken something in you that you cannot describe.
Out of Love: Everything you're doing to them, you're doing out of love. EveryTHING.
Request: You want them to hit you, pull your hair, or call you daddy. Good thing you're so close.
Dirty Mouth: They told you to put your mouth to better use. You're just obliging them.
Letting Off Steam: You're frustrated. What better way of stress management than losing yourself in someone else?
To Prove Them Wrong: They threatened your...let's be real, it's probably masculinity. You have to prove to them that you're able to perform.
OTHER/WILDCARD

Comments

Sara Mudou | Angel Sanctuary | OTA

[unswervingly]

[ Doing the surprising, for sure! Kinks. ]

Kirie | Angel Sanctuary | F/M

[crossearrings]

[ Doing the surprising. Kinks. ]

Sakuya Kira/Nanatsusaya | Angel Sanctuary | M/F

[kissescorpses]

[ Being surprised, since lbr nobody would ever think he wasn't a total dirty freak. Kinks. ]

Margaret, a Queen | OC | Het

[chose_my_path]

Amelia Atwater | OC | OTA

[good_at_heart]

Meredith (The Princess & The Pea) | OUAT OC | OTA

[like_reflection]

Jane Shepard | Mass Effect | F/F

[4billion]

(Goody two-shoes, always does the right thing Paragon Shepard here, who happens to be into some extremely kinky, freaky stuff in bed.)

Re: Jane Shepard | Mass Effect | F/F

[oracle_knows]

Barbara raised an eyebrow as she stepped into Shepard's quarters. "You wanted me for something, Commander?" Her low and breathy tones were just casual flirtation, but when she glanced round the Commander's cabin her eyes widened. Most of the changes were subtle - but if some of those preparations were intended to be used on her, the adrenaline junkie with a crush on her commander was going to leave the room very, very satisfied if possibly covered in bruises or marks.

The Vigilante hadn't been in the Cerberus datafiles. Instead she'd been recruited by Commander Shepard personally; she'd seen Miranda and Thane Krios working together and had tried to arrest the pair of them. And had almost succeeded before Shepard arrived on the scene, at which point she took a look at her and immediately surrendered. Admittedly it was from an ambush, and Barbara had been helped by a decoy drone, a cloak, and a sentry turret but anyone who could manage one on three against Miranda, Jacob, and Thane and immediately surrendered to Shepard was recruited on the spot. (In sparring both Jacob and Thane could flatten Barbara if she fought fair, which didn't worry her as she had no intention of doing so).

[4billion]

Commander Jane Shepard, the hope of humanity, the savior of the galaxy, and all kinds of other grandiose and kind of embarrassing titles, had her secrets. Since she was a little girl, she'd always had a good, strong moral compass, but it found itself balanced with... well, someone with a slight sadist streak. In battle this led to her being a force of nature raining down justice on people that deserved it, but she had other outlets for her aggressions. Outlets like, say, handcuffs, paddles, and the kind of omnitool programs that she needed to have a VI thoroughly scrub for viruses before she installed them.

"Barbara, come in." The two of them had traded enough suggestive words, flirtation, and double entendre since Shepard had recruited the vigilante that she couldn't imagine Barbara didn't want this as much as she did, and she'd opted to go all-out. Freshly-showered and with a blue robe covering up the special surprise she had on underneath, she rose from her bed with its many fun accessories organized on top. "We need to have a conversation about your... performance. You're doing alright, but I feel like you could do so much more for me."

[oracle_knows]

Barbara raised one eyebrow and her hand flicked to her omnitool. Anyone who didn't know her or that wasn't watching her fingertips would have thought it a casual rather than intricate gesture, but she doubted that her shields turning on would be a good plan - and her drone with chain neural shock loaded appearing automatically would be worse. The IFF was good enough it would never hit Shep - unless she was hitting her first. But somehow she doubted it was good enough to pick up the tools on the bed were for pleasure of a sort.

Still, her tone was low and amused. "I'm not sure whether to clean up the betting pool. Looking to cut loose rather than be an angel?" Her smile widened. "In which case I'm sure my performance could be improved, Mistress. Just tell me how you want me."

Kaede Ueda | original character | m/m

[mapledreams]

{The prompts that apply to him are: by nature, by passion, kink, had to hold back, out of love, request, dirty mouth, and letting off steam. He can play either role, but... he's more likely to be surprised by his partner.

{...but good luck surprising him!}}

Sei | DRAMAtical Murder | M/M

[seivetheprincess]

( Doing the surprising or being surprised, because this little lily can go both ways. Open to all castmate interactions, even Akushima, man o_o. Open to cross-canon, too.)

[hairkink]

[ it's early in the morning, too early even for koujaku to be awake. he had fallen asleep with sei curled in his arms, naked as the day they were born after their exciting roll in koujaku's stupid tasseled sheets the night before. he had expected to awaken in that same position, as they always did, but today it was apparently very different...

at first he thought it was a dream, the warmth pooling around his hips that had him squirming on the bed, head tilted to the side as he let out a low, pleased moan into the pillow. it wouldn't be the first time he imagined his lover playing with him like this, tongue and lips and fingers teasing against his cock in the early morning hours. honestly, it was the best wakeup call someone could get. he didn't think it would ever actually happen though, so imagine his surprise when the effects of the dream didn't seem to wear off, the distinct sound of sheets rustling and gentle lips kissing along his dick heard even when he awoke.

shivering, he stirred, eyes still hazy with sleep, voice low-- ]

Sei...?

[seivetheprincess]

[ It had been entirely a whim. Sei hardly slept most nights and contented himself curling up in Koujaku's arms, head tucked close as he dozed half-conscious to the steady thrum of the other man's heart. It wasn't sleep, but it was restful. Laying there listening to the steady breathing Sei had been watching the sun start creeping into Koujaku's hair, turning it into raven feathers. He was trailing his fingers over the smooth planes of flesh and ripples of muscle when his hand drifted lower, playfully amusing himsefl, his usual shyness gone when he wasn't under scrutiny. The low sounds the other man made in his sleep were too perfect, too pleased, and Sei desperately desired his lover's happiness. Had Koujaku ever said anything about it this might have happened sooner. Perhaps. Sei was always deeply curious, and while shy to the point he be described as demure, he had never failed to show interest or compliance once they had become intimate.

When Koujaku's body had stirred to life even in sleep, Sei took it as a rare opportunity to learn more about his slumbering lover. It had started innocently enough with trailing fingertips and gentle caresses. The more Koujaku responded, the more the younger man felt obligated to persist and react. He did things the other man had done to him and then added his own flavor, curious what this did and what that might feel like. It amused him that the other man responded even while unconscious, and Sei's own enthusiam increased with what little power he had over a stationary victim of affection. Adding his lips where his hands had been was only the natural progression. Then he wanted to taste him. Then he wanted to see how much he could fit into his mouth because why not? While asleep, Koujaku's passion couldn't so easily overwhelm him.

When the hairdresser woke speaking his name, Sei's dark eyes rose from where he was, mouth too occupied to be bothered with the usual sweet morning greetings. Not that this waking dream was somehow diminished by it. For one long moment Sei considered stopping, his usual shy demeanor eating at his previous confidence. Then a determined look crossed those black eyes and he shook his head a fraction, raising a hand to Koujaku's chest, pressing gently but insistantly. He wanted to do this and he didn't want the other man stopping him out of some misguided sense of kind decency. Maybe he didn't always want to be decent? Maybe Sei wanted to do some of those thing he saw on late night broadcasts? Maybe he wanted to do some of those things his brother's lewd teenage friend always alluded to when picking on Koujaku. Which was why he looked up after licking one of his own fingers, expression curious and hopeful when his finer drifted down to probe Koujaku's opening. He'd stop if the other man demanded it, but his gengly curious look suggested he really hopedhe wouldn't. After all, he was only trying to make the other man feel as good as possible, and Sei had been reading quite a lot ever since they took their relationship so far. ]

[hairkink]

[ koujaku was only half conscious when he started to prop himself up, still in the process of waking, and it was only when he could actually see sei, his mouth full, looking up at him with those beautiful, dark eyes, that koujaku realized that he really wasn't dreaming. instinctively he opened his mouth to ask him what he was doing (now wasn't that obvious, koujaku?) in a frantic, embarrassed voice, tempted to tell him to stop.

but he didn't get that far. the warm, wet mouth on him left him groaning again, his face red from the tips of his ears, down to his jaw. the hand on his chest kept him from sitting up fully, left balancing on his elbows on the bed. ]

Sei, wa-- Ah! [ everything felt wonderful until that finger started to probe and prod at him, the feeling entirely foreign, as koujaku had never been on the receiving end of such things. he was so horribly embarrassed by the strange, pleasurable shock that ran through him, body shuddering and his hips rolling to try and buck against the younger man. ] W-What's gotten into you?

[seivetheprincess]

[ The only answer Koujaku received in reply was a small shrug and slowly lowered eyes. Sei wanted to focus on his work, and he wanted to do his very best. He was by no means skilled in the particulars of fellatio, though Koujaku had performed admirably on occasion - if a man who only love women in the past could manage, why couldn't a man who had only been with another man? Why shouldn't he? Besides, if he just did what he knew felt good on him or what he thought would feel good, surely the feeling was mutual?

Which meant one thing in particular, and a slender finger was delicately seeking it out with the intention of causing as little discomfort as possible. He knew for a fact the effect it could have, and he wanted Koujaku to feel like he had. It was as much curiosity as gratitude, and besides, perhaps it would inspire his lover to treat him a little less delicately. He may look fragile, but he was getting stronger every day. Why shouldn't he use this opportunity to prove that? The hairdresser was supposed to be free the next two days...it couldn't hurt to take up all of that time being together.

Encouraged by the idea of spending two days simply reveling in one another, Sei squirmed closer, propping himself up with one arm across Koujaku's midsection, the other hand quite busy and his mouth temporarily overwhelmed by the rise and fall of the man's hips against his throat. Eyes watering from the slight pain, he tries to murmur a complaint, instead just humming irritably against Koujaku's cock, pulling back enough to swallow against the arousal and cast a look up. Was he doing something wrong, he wondered. He wanted to ask, but it meant stopping, so all he could do was cast a concerned glance up at his partner.

Arthur Kirkland (England) | Hetalia | M/M, OTA for castmates

[english_dignity]

[Probably doing the surprising.]

Alice Kirkland | Hetalia | M/F, OTA for castmates

[british_bird]

[Probably doing the surprising, but open.]