Morning After Meme

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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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[snarkersupreme]

[He just lays splayed out on the bed, body limp with a faint sheen of sweat as he watches her finish cleaning him off between his legs, the sight far more erotic than it has any right to be. Reaching down, he twines his fingers once more in her hair, guiding her up for a kiss.]

Don't know. Anyone ever tell you you're devious?

[femalething]

[She'll happily grant him that kiss, fluttering her lashes playfully at him.]

Mmm, I get that a lot, actually.

[snarkersupreme]

[He traces his fingers along her jaw, studying her playfully.]

Can't say I'm shocked.

[And then he's pushing her to the mattress, his lips peppering her chest with lazy kisses as his hand moves to caress her thigh, moving upwards]

They say it about me too.

[femalething]

[And here Mo thought she'd worn him out. Squealing with delight as he pushes her to the mattress, she finds herself laughing even more.]

What a dangerous pair we make.

[snarkersupreme]

[Oh, she'd worn parts of him out, most definitely, but Harry could sometimes run for days on almost no food or sleep, and anyone who knew him would tell you his mouth was the last thing to get tired.

Which was less annoying when it was pressing slow lazy kisses down her stomach]

We are going to have to get dressed eventually.

[femalething]

[That is a very good use to put his mouth to. She's nearly purring in content.]

Mmmm... Eventually, maybe. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

[snarkersupreme]

I suppose we will.

[His mouth moves over the swell of her hip, kissing just along the line from one end of her to the other, lips just above anything truly pleasurable for the moment, his movements lazy, like a sated cat

[femalething]

[Yes, she approves of all of this, making small, contented sounds at the back of her throat as he continues with those lazy kisses.]

I'm in no rush.... As long as you aren't either.

[snarkersupreme]

[He hums happily, kissing the point of her hip, before starting to move inward]

Well, I would be open to ideas.

[femalething]

[She inhales shakily, doing her best to keep from twitching too much.]

Ideas can come later... there's too much thinking happening right now.

[Because damn he was teasing, and although she knows she did similar torturous things to him, she rarely is on the other side of the teasing.]

[snarkersupreme]

[He's partially doing it because she wore him out, but there may be a hint of enjoyment as he nuzzles the curls just above where she wants him]

[femalething]

[He's a damn horrible tease. Her fingers curl in his hair, urging him to continue on. She can appreciate that she wore him out, that in itself is a compliment.... But the teasing is going to drive her mad...

Which, really, is only fair.]

[snarkersupreme]

[Oh, sorry, he probably forgot to mention that part. Harry was a strange mix of aggressive and playful in bed, and while she'd gotten more of the former earlier, she was getting a lot of the latter now.

Grinning as he ignored her hand's urging for a moment, he bypassed what she wanted, and kissed one of her smooth thighs, nipping the skin.]

[femalething]

[Fair enough.... It's probably karma for her, really....

Maureen moans frustratedly at that nip.]

God, Harry.

[snarkersupreme]

Nope, just me.

[It probably is, but luckily even he can't tease forever, his tongue coming to the spot between where her legs meet and brushing against the very bottom of her sex]

[femalething]

[She was so close to snarking right back.... But it was at the point that her brain started to work again that his tongue brushed over that spot. Her words were replaced with a sharp gasp as she arches towards him more, hissing his name. Her brain just won't let her say anything right now.]