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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[happiestberry]

Hey maybe you could have dropped it the last time we hung out and you just now remembered okay!

[onthepoint]

I was probably trying to figure out why your mouth was on my dick, Eames.

[relightmyfire]

[ Edea flips open her phone and gets the message-- clicks attachment and sees the blonde sitting in a garden, there seems to be too many flowers and too much chest. She blinks and then very quickly speed replies..

Seriously, this message comes at Layle what seemed like seconds after he took it and pressed send.]

Who are you again? Do I know you?

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[ Edea, charmingly yet menacingly brandishing her sword for the recipient ]

[literallyknowsnothing]

i wouldn't offer if i couldn't. you know that. so six on friday is good for you, then?

[fullofsongs]

so good for me

[oversight]

Would that be an order? There's no real crossover, I know, but I'm not beyond pretending.

[oversight]

[ Wait. ]

Are we talking about sex or police brutality?

[literallyknowsnothing]

great. i'll see you then.



p.s. no touching yourself until this weekend is over. don't worry. i'm abstaining too.

[oversight]

I can't tell if that's a clever insult, a serious suggestion, or both.

2/2

[oversight]

You should be a little more specific if you don't want a text novella.

[literallyknowsnothing]

[If they'd have met years earlier, back before he'd spent the better part of the year in a string of hook-ups with Ygritte, Jon would have been incapable of handling Margaery at all. In some respects, he still feels as though he's not quite capable of being her equal when it comes to the bedroom. It's the little things, like needing some prompting to sext with her properly, but tonight's evidently the perfect storm of circumstances to help correct some of those assumptions.]

I'm pleased you're learning to see things my way. [There's another chuckle, deeply amused, while his hand smooths the fabric of her dress along the curve of her hip and eventually rotates, tips of his fingers idly shifting the hem against the inside of her thigh.] I'd hoped you would after I sent you a picture of my dick.

[There are a great many things Jon both knows and appreciates about Margaery, among them is both her sense practicality and timing. There's no need to ask her to undress; he's kissing her back one moment, hand tightly gripping her hair, and she's suddenly without her clothing the next. His dark eyes flicker, taking all of her in with a single, hungry look. It's obvious that he likes what he sees and not just because of how he worries his lip; there's a sudden ache between his legs and his cock throbs visibly as he stares at her naked body.]

You forgot the step where I shove my face between your legs and spend a good while devouring you until I'm this hard once more. [It's a good thing he finishes speaking when he does because Jon's mouth is suddenly dry as he watches her sink on to her knees in front of him. Waiting is such torture, but he's patient. Gods, he must have the patience of a saint now, particularly when she blows a puff of air against the sensitive head, causing him to shiver visibly and purse his lips. Luckily, he doesn't need to wait much longer. After being fully aroused and untouched for so long, the first touch of her tongue sends a bolt of pleasure shooting up his spine. Jon's face flushes immediately and there's no holding back the low, throaty groan that accompanies his hand sliding through her long, dark hair.]

Oh gods... [The muscles in his legs tense as he sighs with relief, body shuddering once she starts to suck. He chews on his bottom lip, breath coming to him faster now, and laughs quietly.] I-it's been far too long since I've had a blowjob.

[fullofsongs]

you are so awful! I won't, promise!

[combatnotcavalry]

You could say that.

[literallyknowsnothing]

good. though if you really want to while i'm there, i suppose i wouldn't mind.

[fullofsongs]

if you do it for me i wont complain

[literallyknowsnothing]

then i think we have an accord. i'll see you friday, okay? six pm sharp. i won't be late.

idk what i'm doing i'm sorry

[unbelievably]

i'm trying to figure out what "dtf" means but everyone is laughing and nobody's telling me anything

don't be sorry that's the best

[unstringed]

it means you're willing to have sex with someone.

tell me you haven't been using it.

oh well in that case

[unbelievably]

are you saying i shouldn't be?

willing to i mean

[unstringed]

no. i mean you can sleep with who you want.

you probably shouldn't say it unless you want to with that person.

[unbelievably]

i had that much figured out, thanks.

that's it? you just send three letters and they automatically know???

[unstringed]

the three letters stand for down to fuck, so the meaning is pretty clear. you can't really mistake it.

[refuels]

[The message is as simple as it gets: one image attachment, one line of text. Kaneki in nothing but his shorts, an emotionless expression on his face, the upwards angle of having taken the photo with his toes, and a set of fingers lightly stroking his erect cock. The whole thing is jarringly deadpan, as expected.]

Feeling hungry?

[nicocism]

[And it's all too easy to go from adoring looks to a trembling pout]

What, already? That's not fair at all... I showed you my underwear, so...

[And the camera drops out of clearly a petrified Hanayo - and landing on the floor even Rin looks a bit shocked at the suggestion]

[nicocism]

Arrrgghhhh that's not the point!!!!


...so you think the white one's better?