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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[fullofsongs]

Done and done. [oooh hooking up with her college-age whatever-the-hell they were. Dangerous. And really really exciting. That'll serve Joffrey right.] You'd do that? You're amazing. [And to think, a few years ago, she'd disliked him.]

[She inhales sharply before answering] right now it's very optional

[literallyknowsnothing]

I would. I know a guy. [His friendship with Samwell has a few benefits; the man's ability to find things is uncanny and, at times, incredibly useful.] It's no less than you deserve, Sansa.

[Even if he weren't currently engaged in a highly scandalous affair with her, he'd still think that.]

It won't be optional later. [His lips curl as his fingers press harder against her and rub just a touch faster.] Wearing nothing will be absolutely mandatory. For the both of us.

[fullofsongs]

[She glances over at him, her blue eyes wide and fond. Even as he presses into her, she keeps looking at him, sliding her legs open just slightly.] Is that a rule?

[literallyknowsnothing]

[He quirks an eyebrow, fingers seeking her sensitive nub, and grins at her.] Do you want it to be?

[fullofsongs]

It's not like we have reason to disobey it.

[literallyknowsnothing]

Then it's a rule. [He smiles and shifts his hand deeper between her thighs, slipping a pair of fingers inside her in a single, smooth motion.]

[fullofsongs]

That wasn't what I- [She stops, cut off by his fingers entering her. Instead, she gives a small squeal and relaxes against the seat.]

[literallyknowsnothing]

Oh? [His tone is utterly casual, even as he curls his fingers and brushes the tips along her walls while rocking his hand back and forth gently. Jon shoots her a curious look.] What was it that you meant, then?

[fullofsongs]

[She bites her lips, trying to keep herself calm and not react the way she really wants to. He knows her so well, how to touch her.]

Rules are often broken. So why make it a rule if we're not going to break it?

[literallyknowsnothing]

What sort of rules should we have, then?

[He hums thoughtfully, taking her near silence as a challenge, and gently brushes her clit with his thumb while pushing his fingers even deeper inside of her.] That I'm not allowed to join you in the shower? Or that I'm not permitted to wake you by putting my mouth to work between your thighs?

[fullofsongs]

[She wrinkles her nose, her hands in fists at her sides.] N-no. Those you have to do.

[literallyknowsnothing]

I do? Mmmm. [His gaze moves from the road ahead to give her a quizzical look. He holds it long enough to slightly wet his lips while lazily rocking his fingers in and out of her. Jon's lips curl in amusement as he makes his next 'suggestion'.] Then perhaps wearing a condom ought to be a rule?

[fullofsongs]

[She has to sigh, her eyes sliding closed as she relaxes against the seat.] No, that's a good rule.

[literallyknowsnothing]

[His eyes light up and he looks around at the road, grinning as his fingers gradually start to move faster, sliding in and out of her at a quicker pace.] Really? Perhaps I ought to find a place to pull over and find out how good of a rule it really is.

[fullofsongs]

[He's so good. Sansa grips the side of the seat.] I wouldn't- stop you.

[literallyknowsnothing]

Good. [His voice is a little rougher than normal and, as the car rounds a turn into a side-street and then another, Jon slows the car to a stop, parking it in an alley behind a row of shop. He leans over and kisses the side of her neck, murmuring against her skin.] We can afford to take an extra thirty minutes to reach the hotel.