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Morning After Meme

MORNING AFTER MEME

Last night was pretty wild, or maybe it wasn't. You have just woken up, but you are not alone. Perhaps it is a stranger lying next to you, perhaps it's someone you know. It might be your significant other, or a one night stand. The fact remains that you are in bed together, naked (or maybe not) and something happened.

HOW THIS WORKS;

➊ comment with your character!
➋ reply to others with wild shenanigans.
➌ soap opera drama ensues.

[lovingly stolen from all over the place]

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[Harry likes sex too, he just tends to be rather concerned with making sure the other party is very satisfied.]

Bendy you say?

[Grinning with almost equal wickedness, he moves back a little to get on his knees and slides his hands under her thighs, gently lifting up one leg and then the other to rest on his shoulders, watching for any sign of complaint]

So, if we were to try this?

[He's the curious sort]

Very. Bendy.

[She laughs, staring up at him as he moves her around, chewing on her bottom lip.]

I'd ask what was taking you so long.

[There'd be no complaints there. If anything, the diva used his shoulders as leverage to rock her hips closer to his.]

Not a big believer in delayed gratification I take it?

[His eyes are sparkling, hands tracing up and down her legs as he presses a kiss to one, before groaning softly as she rubs against him.

Suddenly he's sick of waiting too. Reaching down, he positions himself at her entrance, before rolling his hips forward to thrust himself into the diva.]

Not really, no...

[She groans as his hands run along her legs and he presses a kiss to one. But she's oh-so-thankful that he's tired of waiting too, crying out slightly as he thrust into her. She bucks her hips towards him, pushing him as far into her as she could.]

[The first push is somewhat slow, making sure he doesn't hurt her, but once she shows she wants him all the way inside right the hell now, he's more than happy to oblige.

Feeling the backs of her thighs rubbing against his chest, he makes a heated sound as he pulls almost all the way out, then thrusts back in to the hilt much faster this time.]

[No need to be gentle with her. Maureen likes thing fast, she's terrible with waiting. She matches his thrusts as best she can, moaning softly as he filled her again.]

God...

[She's feeding his own natural lack of patience, his body already turned on by her teasing and a lack of companionship. Moaning hotly above her he starts to move his hips faster, slamming in and out of her as his hands go down to cup her backside, kneading it as he lifts her up to enter at a better angle.]

[Maureen's fingers grip at the bedsheets for stability as his hands grab at her and he moves faster. The faster he moves, the more she cries out. This is definitely what she needed... especially since they hardly remembered last night.]

[He needs this too, though for different reasons. All the frustration, all the loneliness, all the fear that he lives his life submerged in, this is a chance to find release for it all.

Moaning as he feels her squeeze tight all around him, he powers into her forcefully, hypnotized by the way her body is moving underneath him, his hands gripping her soft skin tightly as he starts to pound her into the mattress.]

[Definitely a different reason... But she's not complaining. At all. Her moans continue to get louder as he pounds into her harder, fingers grasping at the sheets desperately. One hand moved up to her chest, massaging one breast and tweaking her nipple... her voice raspy:]

More... God please...

[The sight of her touching herself as she begs for him to give her even more has him twitching inside her, the sheer need for release almost painful. Yet, it's a pain he revels in, even as he moves faster, almost lifting her bottom half off the bed with the force of his thrusts as their hips meet with a slap, eyes sparking with desire for her as he watches her, a low sound building in his chest.]

Whatever...whatever you want...

[It continues to build in her, his name mixed in her moans and cries... Her hand roams down from her breast, rubbing at her clit vigorously. She opens her eyes, looking up at him with a lust clouded gaze... She was getting closer, so much closer. And she'd feel bad about demanding things from him, but she knew that it felt just as good to him as it did to her.]

[Good was an understatement. He needed this, just raw guilt free pleasure, though there was no guarantee there would not be guilt later. Harry had a talent for making himself worry.

For now, though, he had no room for guilt in all the passion and desire drowning out his thoughts, only habit keeping him from getting lost in those gorgeously glazed eyes of hers and really killing the mood. Instead he focuses on the way her breasts move with his thrusts, how the muscles of her stomach and hips twist and tense with every motion, the lines of sweat glistening on her body. His name pours from her lips like wine, and where his hands not occupied he'd likely busy them with her abandoned chest. Yet with the tightening just below his shaft, he knows there's not much time left, her name a groan as he penetrates her over and over.]

[There will be no room for guilt later, it's not something Maureen indulges in. Every moan and cry praises him, louder and louder until she finally has to close her eyes again. Her head tilts back as her entire body tenses, this cry far louder than the last several. But she doesn't want to stop there... she wants to milk this for everything it's worth, she's extremely selfish that way. So even as she comes down off her orgasm, she continues to rock her hips against him, small cries leaving her lips.]

Fuck, babe...

[Her voice is little more than a whimper, too tired and pleased to do much more.]

[Aw, but he's so good at it.

Along with other talents going by her reaction. Selfish though her attempts to milk out her orgasm might be, certainly Harry himself reaps the benefits. Whether it's the way she clenches around him as she climaxes or the way he has a perfect view to watch her unravel, but he's brought to the very brink. Letting out a groan of her name as she finally begins to come down from her high, he buries himself as deeply as he can inside her, and then closes his eyes as the pressure building inside him releases]

[Feeling him reach his own climax has Maureen reeling and whimpering with pleasure. She doesn't make any attempt to move for a moment, or several, instead letting him enjoy his high. But very slowly, she removes him from her and lowers her legs...

And turns the tables on him, switching spots with him nimbly, lightly pushing him down on the bed and straddling his stomach. Leaning over him, she lightly, teasingly, brushes her lips over his.]

[He sags against her as the support of her legs leaves, his breath coming heavy as he closes his eyes and presses a few tired kiss to her forehead.

Then he's suddenly on his back without quite realizing how he got there, and her lips are teasing his, and she's on top of him so he can see everything again, and she looks far too good in nothing but a smile as he dizzily kisses her back]

[He's precious... Maureen wouldn't mind keeping him for a while. Or maybe a little more than a while. At least until he got boring.... which wouldn't be for a while.

She's just going to keep kissing him for a bit, nipping at his lip and smiling. Pulling lightly at his lip as she pulls away, she smiles down at him.] You're amazing, babe.

[Oh Maureen, life is never boring with Harry around.

Those kisses are very nice, and he slowly starts returning them, giving a groan when she tugs his lip] Thanks. You were...wow.

[Idly he runs his hand along her side]

[Then she would keep him for a very long time. She shivers slightly as that hand runs along her side, bringing on hand up so she can trace one finger over his jawline.]

Thanks, baby.... That was just the start of it.

[With an impish grin, she presses another kiss to his lips before slowly trailing down, shimmying down as she continued to trail those kisses.]

[Nuzzling into her touch, he tries to jump start his brain to figure out what to do now]

Just the start...?

[What does she mean by-and suddenly he knows, his head falling back with a groan as she starts kissing down his body, her breasts brushing against his skin and mouth stirring up whole new sensations]

I've created a monster, haven't I?

[Maureen laughs against his skin, nipping lightly at the sensitive areas.]

Mm-mmmm... This is just normal little me...

[And at that, she's going to clean him up with slow, gentle licks.]

Somehow, that's just as terrifying.

[He's teasing there, but he can't do that for much longer, because once her tongue finds him his world goes white for a second. Head hitting the bed, he gives a groan of pleasure, his body reacting to her teasing.]

Mmmmm... Not told that often.

[She pauses for a moment, watching his head hit the bed as he groans again. Smirking, she continues what she's doing, licking and kissing along him to get even more of a reaction. Yes, he was definitely fun to play with.]

Oh god...

[Moaning her name, he barely manages to keep his hips from bucking off the bed. His shaft is already extremely sensitive from his orgasm, and her teasing licks and kisses have his fingers making fists in the bedsheets.]

N-Not fair...

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