The Highly Inappropriate Sexual Tension Meme

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The Highly Inappropriate Sexual Tension Meme

Touches. Glances. Sides brushing, so close to each other. The moment is, most likely, quite, subdued, and calm. Or it could be loud and full of life, right in the middle of a vivacious party. Yet, no matter the case, your blood is pumping - no, nearly boiling with the passion bubbling between you and your companion. Unfortunately, this sexual tension is completely and absolutely out of line. Whether it be the place, the time, your relationship with the person (be that literal relation or power difference, age difference, experience difference, and so on), your own lack of knowledge, or personal convictions, you should not act on any building desires. But here's the thing about tension: it builds. It builds, and it builds, until... Well, even subtlety can come to an inappropriate head. HOW TO PLAY This meme isn't for smut, though smut is allowed. What it is for is the delicious, anticipatory build up and the dances people can do to deny attraction. Foreplay, especially creative foreplay, is encouraged. Comment with your character, canon, and preferences in the subject. In the comment body, be sure to mention if there are any squicks you have, scenarios you don't/do want to play out, and if you're okay with AUs or handwaved CR. Reply to others.

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[teenyoda]

Pretty much? So... you have them or you don't?

[Because that was a pretty clear distinction. And Stiles was very used to walking that line that twisted things and relied on false information or just not saying the whole truth. He recognized it easily enough as she looked over at him.]

What, uh, brings a maybe-detective out here to pass through?

[pmuch]

[ Her grin widens and there is an impish gleam in her blue eyes. ] Trust me, I've caught my fair share of baddies. Since I was sixteen, actually.

[ And that is the truth. She nods over at him. ] Come here often? [ The irony of such a question isn't lost on her and she chuckles. ]

[teenyoda]

[Well look at that, they had something in common. But, she didn't look that much older than him, so... yeah, he was curious.]

So that makes you... seventeen?

[Hah, right.]

Yeah, but not for anything I could get caught for.

[pmuch]

Going on eighteen. [ Which, yes, has a sing-song quality because Kate can be a dork. ]

Is he your dad? [ Private investigations aside, he's caught her interest for the time being and she leans in, just a tad, in interest. ] Unless you frequently bribe policemen with food. That's totally your prerogative. Maybe I should have done that, actually.

[teenyoda]

So... you don't legally have your license.

[He knew they weren't passing out detective licenses to minors, otherwise his dad would have given him one to shut him up ages ago.]

What, who? Oh, yeah. Yeah, no, that's, uh, that's my pops. He giving you a hard time?

[Part of him was proud of that, because his dad was in the know now and knew better than to just take things at face value, but, as a fellow snoop, he knew the annoyance that could bring.]

Pretty sure most places wouldn't consider this a bribe. Most cops I know think carob should be an outlawed substance.

[pmuch]

[ Kate just chuckles, ducking her head. ] Not legally, but I've got a job back home. [ She hopes. It's rough, doing things on our own but it's something she knows she needs to do, no team, no partner. ]

I don't have the power to outlaw fake chocolate, though. [ She wrinkles her nose, laughing. ] But, uh, no, your dad's being unusually understanding to my nosing around. Like, unusually understanding.

[teenyoda]

Well, yeah. He's my dad. There's no way your nosing can top mine and if he can handle that, I'm pretty sure you're a piece of cake to him. Real chocolate cake, too. Not this carob stuff.

[But carob was better for him and therefore that would be what Stilinski sr ate, okay? Okay.]

[pmuch]

[ Hey, she knows that whole fat free gluten free vegan living. She lives in New York City. ] That so? Because my nickname is apparently "A Goddamn Problem."

But my real name is Kate. [ She winks, flicking some of her hair out of her face. Smooooth operator. (What? He's cute.) ]

[teenyoda]

Really? Mine's 'I swear to god, one more time...'

[He smirked over at her, though the smirk sort of wavered at the wink, pink hitting his cheeks that he tried to pretend wasn't there. Nope. He didn't blush just because a hot girl winked at him. He was way cooler than that. (No he wasn't)]

Kate. Uh, hi. I'm Stiles.

[pmuch]

[ Stiles. She mouths the name with a quick glance at the name plate on the Sheriff's desk. Kate is all too aware of how ridiculous it is to start flirting with a guy in front of his dad in the freaking police station. But, hey, life is short. ]

Nice to meet you, Swear to God One More Time. [ She tips her hat at him, all gentlemanly, ] You ... I guess maybe I should have just asked you about all the weird rumors I've picked up about this town, huh.

[teenyoda]

[Yes, Kate, his name was Stiles Stilinski. Or, it was the best you were going to get from him. Sorry. The flirting, however, was both flattering and flustering since yeah, dad was right there, but... hot girl. 'Nuff said.]

Ah, weird rumors? What, um, weird rumors?

[Shady shifting in his seat.]

[pmuch]

[ Totally not suspicious or anything. ]

I dunno, maybe the insane death count compared to the actual town population? Probably the biggest red flag here. [ Her eyebrows have disappeared under her bangs at this point. ] Considering that you're a snoop and I'm a snoop ... Or you can just keep me in the dark, that's okay, I guess.

[ But her tone has a pouting quality to it and her shoulders slump. ] But maybe this isn't the place to discuss this type of thing.

[teenyoda]

What, our death count isn't that high.

[He wanted to be defensive about it, but he knew it was a lie and it was hard to bring up the right amount of offense.]

I'm not...

[Leaving her in the dark? Yeah, he kind of was. If he'd had to do it to his dad, no way was a pretty pair of eyes getting it that easily. Nope.]

It wouldn't be if there was anything to discuss.

Which there's not.

[pmuch]

Your reaction is highly reassuring.

[ Baloney. There's something they're protecting here. Shame she is getting nowhere here. She would have liked making out with him after her investigation.

Alas. Kate reaches for her tote bag, making to finally leave. ] Guess I'd better just grab a bite and then go.

[teenyoda]

... Where would you be grabbing a bite?

[Totally casual. Nothing to see here, folks.]

[pmuch]

[ That just makes her grin again. Totally casual, master of subtlety. ]

Dunno. I could... use some suggestions.

[teenyoda]

Well, that, ah, all depends on what you like. Fast food. Diner food. Restaurant. Meat. Veggies... Italian.

[LOOK AT HOW SMOOTH HE WAS, OKAY? He was like.. oil slick.]

[pmuch]

[ What a dumb cutie. She is totally into it though she tries not to let it on just yet. ]

Diner food. Definitely diner food and bottomless coffee. Pancakes, too.

[teenyoda]

[He is so dumb. You don't even know.]

Yeah? Well, there's a pretty decent one a couple blocks away. Not sure about the coffee decency, but it's bottomless.

[pmuch]

Eh, I try not to be a coffee snob. [ She waves it off casually, getting to her feet to sling her tote bag over her shoulder. Her convertible should be safe in the parking lot for now. Hand in her bag, she rummages around for her aviators before sliding them on as well, opting for a decidedly cool exit. ]

Thanks for the tip. [ Another smile and she (slowly) turns on her heels to walk away. ]

[teenyoda]

[Excuse him for watching, because he's going to. And enjoy the view while he's at it.]

No... problem.

[pmuch]

[ Kate doesn't often use feminine wiles to get what she wants but, hey, it' a fun. She glances over her shoulder. ]

You wanna come or are you going to enjoy your carob with your dad? [ Because she' drat her continue flirting elsewhere, honestly. ]

[teenyoda]

Huh?

[He looks down at the bag, then up at her. Then he's getting up and tossing the bag over the desk at the sergeant, telling him it's for his dad and he'll be back. In a bit.]

Uh, yeah. Yeah, I could eat. Something non carob-y.

[pmuch]

[ She adds cheerily: ] I'll bring him back in once piece.

[ Kate's smile becomes sweeter and a little flustered when she turns away from him to walk through the doors, an extra bounce in her step. Private eyes need a little fun now and then, right? ]

[teenyoda]

[He moved to head out after her, managing not to trip over anything along the way. Bonus.]

That has to be added? The one piece thing? Should I be concerned?