The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme

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The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme

Because any good idea for a meme deserves its own smut version, this is just what the box says: the reverse picture meme for smut/nsfw prompting.

POSTING?
1) Comment with a character
2) Include a picture (or two or three) of a scenario, scene, position, location, etc. that you'd like to be a part of the RPing.
3) Make sure to list any preferences or explanations, to help people out.

REPLYING?
1) Find someone's image(s) that inspire you and reply to their comment!
2) Yeah, that's pretty much it!

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

Comments

[drawnhere]

No, definitely not a complaint. [How can he complain when he's getting a fantastic send off? He'll need another shower and some excuse about a hook up which he guys will want details on but he is going to keep this to himself.

The other deputies don't need to know what their boss's daughter looks like when she's coming or the sounds she makes when being eaten out. He leans up and kisses her, grinning against her lips.] Just have to lie to your dad about why.

[adderall]

[She curls her hand around the back of his neck, dragging him into a kiss, turning it a little desperate and filthy. She slips them a little higher, scratching through his hair, as she rolls her hips a little quicker, encouraging him to rock up into her. Oh, what she would give to be a fly on the wall as he had to fumble his way through a conversation with her Dad, and not mention he'd been with her at all.

She breaks the kiss, grinning a little wickedly, as she murmurs against his lips.] Hmm? Don't think he'll like that you're being very, very good to his baby girl?

[drawnhere]

I think he'll make my life hell for this. [If he let the Sheriff find out. He wasn't going to say anything about Stiles being with him. He was going to be general and vague about who he was with.

He pulls her down by the hands on her ass, rolling his hips up hard. She seemed to like that best when he had fucked her hard and fast. She had needed it and hell, he had too. He work this morning very satisfied.]

[adderall]

Oh, I don't know... [Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving little crescent moon marks from her nails, her breath leaving her in a rush. He seems to just know what she needs, even before she knows herself. Every thrust is punctuated by a sharp, pleased sound, and she just knows she's going to be sleeping off her satisfaction when she finally makes it home.

She brushes her lips over Parrish's, before leaning their foreheads together.] He might be glad I've found such a nice, young man to take care of me.

[drawnhere]

This isn't the nice dads want for their daughters. [He bites down on her lower lip because it's there, because they're pink and swollen from all their kissing and too tempting to resist.

It also serves as a good distraction as he moves a hand between her legs and suddenly presses his finger to her clit. He knows exactly how to play with her. He spent all night learning what worked best to get her off and having her screaming.]

[adderall]

Mm. But it's the nice they want for themselves. [She is going to look completely and utterly debauched once Parrish is done with her. Kiss bitten lips, and marks all over her skin, and she's going to be feeling him for days. She's not sure how she's going to be able to resist sneaking away to get in just one more night with him, before she has to head back to college. She's... definitely going to be spending more weekends back in Beacon Hills.

Her back arches when he gets his fingers on her, and he knows exactly what to do to get her right on the brink and fast. She drops her hands to his thighs, grabbing him tight, making him fuck up into her harder again.] Fuck. Yes, yes, yes. C'mon.

[drawnhere]

One for the road, babe. [He sits back to watch her come. He discovered last night how incredible she looks when she comes because she holds nothing back. She doesn't try to disguise how much she loves it and he loves that. Too many women tried to hide it or tried to look sexy but Stiles is honest.

He can come second, after she's come and he's got to watch her again. He already knows he's going to come on her so that she gets another momento for the road. Maybe she'll even come over again, maybe they can make this a regular thing.]

[adderall]

[She doesn't want to pretend with him, does enough of that with the boys at college who have no idea how to get her off, and she doesn't have to. He's just as invested in her enjoyment as he is in his own, and she wants to be honest about that. Wants him to see exactly what he's doing to her.

Her movements start to get a little erratic, the closer she gets, desperate to keep him hitting the right spot over and over again. Her whole body starts to shake, as it builds in her, and all it takes is one firm pass of his thumb over her before she's jerking forward -- unsure if she wants him to keep going, or if it's too much. It makes her cry out, and she feels a little sorry for his neighbours, but damn. That feels good.]

[drawnhere]

[Now he can fuck her without worrying about her enjoying it though he knows she will. He thrusts hard and wild up into her, pulling her down by her hips to get as deep as possible. It's not enough though.

He picks her up, throws her down on the table and slides into her again. This angle is much better for him, driving his hips forward, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the kitchen. He holds her hips hard, leaving more bruises when he comes, filling the condom. It's amazing he has any come left at all after the night they've had.]

[adderall]

[There are absolutely no words for how much she's into Parrish lifting her easily, and practically manhandling her into a better positions for him. She wants him to put her any way he wants -- folded in half, or on her knees, up against the wall. Or, as he has her now, laid out on his kitchen table. He doesn't give her any time to come back down after her own orgasm, as he fucks into her relentlessly. And it really is relentless. It's hard, and fast, and he's holding onto her so tight, that she knows she's going to be marked up just that little bit more.

She's pretty sure, when he comes, that he pushes her headlong into another, smaller orgasm -- or maybe she just never stopped coming for him. Either way, it feels fantastic, and sex should definitely be on the cards for them again. Many, many times. She's breathing heavily when they're done, but smiling, teetering just on the edge of delighted laughter.]

[drawnhere]

[He braces his hands on the table to hold himself up while he catches his breath. He notices her smile and grins himself. This was a great hook up which he's never, ever going to mention to the Sheriff ever.]

We should do this again sometime. [He offers because until he finds a girlfriend or boyfriend he's great with random hook ups with her until they're both tired of it.]

[adderall]

Yeah. We really should. [She's not sure there's a universe in which she'll ever get tired with having sex with Parrish, because... damn. He knows exactly what she needs, and it's equal parts intense, hard, and gentle when it wants to be. Also, multiple orgasms. God. She is a huge fan of those, and does he ever deliver on them. Yeah. This is definitely going to become a regular thing.]

[drawnhere]

[He pats her thigh before he pulls away, sliding out of her body. He makes a slight face at the mess they've made of his kitchen table. He's got a lot of cleaning to do after the night they've had. His bed will never be the same, neither will the wall behind it.

He stumbles over to the trash can to take care of the condom, then stretches his arms towards the ceiling.] You've got my number you can text me or call when you're in town and need a little pick me up.

[adderall]

[She lies there for a while longer, still trying to catch her breath. He's left her completely and utterly fucked out and satisfied. If she was in bed, she'd be ready to have a nap right about now. God. She's going to need to sleep for hours to be able to function again.]

I'm not heading back for a few more days...

[drawnhere]

I'm switching to nights soon. We won't get that much time together. And you look like you need a day or two to recover.

[He comes back to his coffee and takes a big sip, looking her over with a smile. He has done a really good job and he looks looking at his work.]

[adderall]

[She stretches out, feeling a pleasant ache all over, before slipping back off the table. She crosses over to him, looping an arm around his middle, and kisses him gently, tasting coffee on his lips.]

Maybe a day at most. Buuut-- [She grins.] I can always come by in the afternoon.

[drawnhere]

I'm not going to start being late for work because we keep fucking. [He runs a hand down her back.] Do you want to shower first?

[He's got enough time before work that she can shower and then he can. As long as she doesn't take too long.]

[adderall]

[She rolls her eyes because, really, what's five minutes here and there. She wants to make the most out of this before heading back to college.] I could. Ooor...

[She leans into his touch a little.] We could share the shower? Y'know. For the environment?

[drawnhere]

[He laughs and nuzzles her temple.] I don't think I can get hard again but we can certainly shower together.

[He's going to be late for sure at this rate but he's willing to risk it for once.]

[adderall]

[She can't help but laugh too, because it's a little infectious, and of course he saw right through her.] Hey, maybe I just want to help clean you up, Deputy.

[Oh, he is absolutely going to be late. Late, and well fucked, and covered in more marks that either of them will be able to count.]

[drawnhere]

No, you want to make me dirtier and dirtier. I'm on to you, babe. [He kisses her forehead gently, completely amused by her.] If you're ever in town when I have a day off, we'll have the sort of sex marathon you're expecting.

[He takes a longer sip of coffee and then nudges her back towards his bedroom and the bathroom.] If you're good I'll get you off with my mouth before I have to leave for work.