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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[dendrites]

[ Her darkened eyes do light up at the very idea. The very idea of being intimate outside yet undisturbed is a welcome one. Admittedly, she had attempted to look up certain techniques prior to this day, keeping them in her head just in case her instincts fail her . They've been good to her so far. ]

Drive, please. [ Her request is a whisper as she steals one more kiss before reluctantly leaning back into the seat. ]

[depqt]

[ He can tell by the way her eyes light up that she's keen on the idea. He loves making her eyes do that, making them sparkle like the snowflakes in her hair. And he'd find it sweet if he knew she'd been doing research. ]

Yes, your highness. [ He answers with a little bit of a grin before he's driving them away from the library and on course to the forest nearby. ]

How was your time at the library? [ It sounds like an innocent question, but what he's really asking is how she coped with reading his texts somewhere she didn't have the luxury to slip her hand inside her panties and touch herself to the imagery put inside her head by him. ]

[dendrites]

Torturous and unproductive! [ bemoans Elsa, her head resting against the seat. Her eyes flick between him and the road and her fingers itch to reach out and touch him again.

It's intoxicating, the freedom she has when she doesn't have to be the queen. Royalty is in her blood and that can never be severed but she can be a giddy twenty-one year old - she still shimmers but she lacks her favorite queenly gown, donning a long modern dress instead - without a care in the world for a moment. And this time, she doesn't have to be alone. ]

I would say that I hope I was just as good as you were but I can see I've had an effect.

[depqt]

[ Jordan laughs at her initial response, trying his hardest to keep his eyes on the road but can't help but glance at her out of the corner of his eye every so often. ]

Do you like seeing me like this? [ He wonders if it makes her feel good, knowing she can get this kind of reaction out of him. ]

[dendrites]

[ At his question, Elsa's eyes dart to his face and drop to his lap again. A soft laugh pushes its way through her lips and the back of her neck warms considerably. ]

I do, [ she murmurs, reaching over to lightly touch his arm, letting her cool fingers graze his skin. ] You've inspired a - a reaction from me as well.

[depqt]

[ Jordan bites back a moan when she touches his arm, wishing her touch was far lower, but it's not safe when she's driving so he's glad she doesn't do anything naughtier. It's bad enough talking to her like this while he's trying to concentrate on the road, he'd be swerving them off the road if she actually touched his crotch right now. ]

I have? [ He tries not to look too proud of himself. ] So you're saying... if I slipped my hand inside your panties right now, my fingers would come out wet?

[dendrites]

[ Elsa pauses, taking a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment, holding back the nervous laughter that bubbles up in her throat. Her voice is low, astonishingly steady considering how anxious she feels about getting to a secluded spot with just him. ]

Yes.

[depqt]

[ Jordan sucks in his own breath at her words, his grip tightening on the wheel, the speed of the car just a little faster than it was before Elsa's one-word answer. ]

I bet you feel a lot of heat coming from down there too, huh?

[dendrites]

[ She can't help but notice the slight change and her eyes open, eyebrows lifting. A short laugh escapes and she covers her mouth with her free hand, blushing furiously. ]

Yes. I do. I - I would like your hand there.

[depqt]

[ And whaddayaknow, they've conveniently come across a red light on the road. As soon as Jordan stops the car in front of it, he's leaning forwards towards Elsa for a kiss, reaching with one of his hands to cup in between her legs through the fabric of what she's wearing. He feels the heat like he said, moaning into the kiss before they're interrupted by a car horn blaring behind them. The lights have turned green again and there's a queue of cars behind them, waiting for the cop car at the front to get going. Oops. ]

Wow, some people can be so impatient... [ He laughs because he's clearly just as impatient as the drivers behind them for what he just did, taking off the handbrake to move forward. ] Sorry, El, I couldn't resist.

[dendrites]

[ Of course, it's possible for her body to radiate heat at times, though her preference has always been towards the lower end of the scale. Feeling that heat down there, the touch of his hand - when Jordan pulls her in for another kiss, she sighs amorously, very much on edge because she wants nothing more than to kiss him exactly how she wnts to.

The honk makes her gasp, pulling away from him with a jerk of her head. ]

I'm still getting used to these driving machines, [ she exhales. ]