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!
Oh, and do you need me to help you with anything? I can't promise I'll always be available but I can try to text you back if you need to know something specific.
[Kaneki hasn't moved -- he's still leaning back, casually, on a single chair in the center of the room, hand still wrapped carelessly around his erection. A long time ago, maybe something like this would have been too much for him to consider imagining. Now, he's able to meet Petre's minute smile with a raised brow, like this is nothing more than a casual conversation.]
You didn't waste any time, Petre-san. [It's not surprised, or appreciative, or even disappointed. Just a statement, and the way he says nothing more, an invite to enter further.]
[Maybe not when business calls, but it's a different matter entirely when it comes to pleasure. More punctual and ready than exactly eager, because that last thing he'll ever be is desperate. That's usually the role his partners play.
Lazily he moves closer until he's standing right in front of the other man. Then he leans over, both hands settled on Kaneki's thighs, face dangerously close to his.]
He kissed the top of her breast while letting his right hand move down to her waist and then up under the shirt. Just like a teenager who aimed for the 'second base'.
"I missed you," he admitted now. "You feel so good." His hips pinned Anne to the wall.
[Haru's right: he's having dinner. Delicious green curry with rice and vegetables. Ren and Ran are across from him. His own dad's less than five feet away.
Sure, it's just a gif of water, but knowing Haru, and their history with water gifs and texting, the implications are profound. The text itself only adds to the pile.]
Then you deserved to get the part. I'm certain you'll do wonderfully and end up starring in the next play they produce. As long as you want to.
[The whole time he's speaking, his hand is still sliding up her thigh, fingers brushing along the soft, sensitive skin. The smile on his face broadens a moment later when he feels the lack of fabric where there'd normally be some.]
You really didn't wear any panties. Should I bother to check for the bra?
She smiled and gave a pleased little hum, the fingers of one hand moving approvingly through his hair while the fingers of the other hand reached up to the wall behind her. Anne's body arched at his touch, craving more, like always.
"God, I missed you too..." She sighed. "So much...so much..."
[Oh man, she was going to be so like putty in his hands. A tantalizing glimpse of what awaited her once she got home, some of his fine rhyme and them generally being the very best of very best couples- and there! Her darling response~!
Except that was not a darling response. Or, for that matter, his darling. And five seconds later.]
holy shit so sorry i didnt mean to send here i was going for [A telephone number that is frighteningly close to hers, except for a single number off] i swear
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