sexting

[pancaked]

the sexting meme. Probably the easiest meme ever. Post a blank with post with your character's name and universe. For the replier, the reply must be a dirty text to the poster's phone, or a picture of naughty parts. It can be on purpose ...or a mistyped number. ("Whoops, sorry I showed you my junk! ... But how was it?!") The original poster can reply to the text or ignore it. Have fun!

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[sourwolfhale]

[He moaned, swallowing it all down and licking him clean once he was done. Then he pulled back, licking his own lips and smiling.] How do you feel?

[teenyoda]

Haabbalmmf?

[He licked his lips, trying to get the words stuttering in his head to trip out of his mouth in the proper order.]

How do I feel? Jesus. I feel... huaaagh.

[Nope. Not fully working.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He chuckled, raising an eyebrow as he looked up at Stiles before moving, crawling up over him and kissing him.]

[teenyoda]

[He happily welcomed the kiss, hands moving up to tentatively rest against his chest before they slid around him to pull him in closer.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He hummed into the kiss, shifting before rolling them over so Stiles was straddling him.]

[teenyoda]

[Sitting on top of him like this, it was easy to feel Derek's erection pressing against him, one he ground down against before continuing to kiss him. Hands slid down Derek's chest, nails leaving a few light trails of red.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He sucked in a breath, shuddering as he rocked up against him.] Fuck, Stiles...

[teenyoda]

Ha... I don't think I'm, ah, ready to do that. But I can try to return the favor?

[He gave the werewolf a questioning look as he started to move down his body.]

[sourwolfhale]

We don't have to do anything you aren't ready for, okay?

[He nodded, brushing his fingers through Stiles' hair.]

[teenyoda]

Okay. But, I, ah... I think I can do what you did.

[Even though the thought of saying it made him blush.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He brushed a finger down the side of his face, smiling and chuckling softly.]

You don't have to though, Stiles.

[teenyoda]

I know.

[He grins, waggling his brows at Derek in what he thinks is a devilish manner before he moves downward, lowering his head to kiss over the hard planes of the body under him.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He chuckled at the waggling eyebrows, brushing his fingers through Stiles' hair.]

You really are gorgeous.

[teenyoda]

[He flushed, looking down as he kissed at the dip of Derek's belly.]

Ah... that's... you. You fit that way better.

[sourwolfhale]

Hey...I think you're gorgeous. That's the way I see you.

[He smiled, watching him before twitching a bit and laughing.]

[teenyoda]

Maybe werewolves need glasses...

[Kissing down to where the trail of hair led further down, he let his hand move down ahead of him, watching as they played over skin and curls and then... oh. Well.]

[sourwolfhale]

I have perfect vision.

[He rolled his eyes before gasping, arching his hips off the bed with a groan.]

[teenyoda]

[His hand lifted when Derek's hips did and he felt a surge of arousal go through him from eliciting that sort of reaction from the wolf.]

With or without the laser eyes?

[sourwolfhale]

Both.

[He lightly scratched over Stiles' scalp, biting his lip.]

[teenyoda]

Both. Okay... both is good.

[He looked down now, down at the cock in his hand and licking his lips before he lowered his mouth down to give the tip of Derek a testing lick, to see what he tasted like, what it felt like.]

[sourwolfhale]

[Just that little lick had him gasping and tightening his fist in the sheets beneath him, wanting to arch up, but fighting the urge.]

[teenyoda]

[Since he'd just been through this on the other side, Stiles knew what that felt like and he was glad that Derek seemed to like it. Though, really, what guy wouldn't? He let his tongue swirl around the head of the cock in his hand, lips fastening over it as he sucked lightly, eyes on the wolf.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He tilted his head, looking down at Stiles, staring at him before moaning. His hips twitched slightly, but he didn't buck even though he wanted to. He just reached down again, sliding his fingers through the teen's hair and down his cheek.] God, Stiles...

[teenyoda]

[He took that to mean that he was doing okay. What would he like? Well, he liked when Derek's mouth had covered him, so Stiles worked on trying to fit all of Derek in his mouth, lips sliding down along the shaft as his jaw widened.]