sexting meme

[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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[alec_hardison]

There was her bra and underwear to get rid of but Alec didn't mind the foreplay. His hands moved to grip her hips, pulling her center to rub against his hardened length. He was needy but managed to show patience. A guttural chuckle rumbled from him at her the gentle bite on his lip.

[vented]

She moved against him, a hand sliding down his chest as he made her rub against his cock. She made a small hum of appreciation, rotating her hips a little to get a little friction going as she drew back to look down at him. "I'm glad you waited."

[alec_hardison]

His hands went to unfasten her bra as she ran her hand down his chiseled chest. Alec looked up at her with lustful eyes. "Almost didn't make it," he answered and started a slow thrust from up under her. His lips reached for hers once more while peeling off her bra. "Need you, Babe...Bad." He wasn't telling her anything she didn't already feel firmly pressed against her pussy.

[vented]

She pulled the bra off once he'd gotten it undone, throwing it aside and moving to push herself up. She was sitting atop him, naked but for her panties as she ground down on him, eyes half closed in pleasure. "How bad?"

[alec_hardison]

"Baaaaaad," he stretched out the word in reply. His already deep voice resonated huskily uttering the one word. Hardison reached for her breasts once she was upright. She would get a taste of what it was like to get so close but be denied. The thin material of her panties was no match for the rigidness of his cock. He rocked his hips, using her weight on him against her for pleasurable friction.

[vented]

He'd have to find a way to get her out of them, hopefully sooner than later. Her hands covered his as he played with her breasts, her hips keeping up a slow grind over him as he touched her. "Maybe you should show me just how bad."

[alec_hardison]

His face transitioned to a look that she was familiar with. Seriously?! he facially questioned at her statement. He wouldn't waste time asking if she didn't feel his want between her legs. There was only one thing left to do. His hands moved from off her mounds and ripped off her panties. "Now?" he asked while tossing the torn fabric off to the side.

[vented]

Yes, Hardison. Seriously. So maybe she liked it when he got just a little... enthusiastic. Ripping her underwear certainly fit in with that theme and she laughed, leaning down to press her chest to his, kissing his lips as she chuckled. "Mm, I think you're getting closer."

[alec_hardison]

"Parker," he called her name with a warning tone. Hardison didn't pass up the opportunity for a kiss. His hips rocked back into the bed and slid his length between her warm folds. "Any closer and I should be wearing a condom." His hands caressed up her back, careful not to hold her down with his touch.

[vented]

"Maybe you should be. Right now." She slid back against him, letting out a small sigh at how good it felt. She was flushed, hands moving over him, just wanting to touch what was hers. Because he was, of course. She might not have stolen him, but he was hers just as much as if she had.

[alec_hardison]

Lord have mercy. He swallowed hard as Parker continued to rub his length. Alec opened his eyes to find her face flush. That look was burned into his memory. He should have reached into the drawer for a condom but she had distracted him (yes, that quickly). He bit his lower lip and took her hands roaming over his chest and abs as a sign to claim what was his. With another rock back, pushing his ass into the bed, his cock slipped into her opening.

[vented]

She hadn't quite expected that, but she made a sound of approval, pushing to sit up on him as he slid into her. It wasn't like she wasn't on birth control, and neither of them seemed to have outside playmates, so while it wasn't usual, it wasn't entirely unwanted. In fact, with the way he felt inside her right now, she might have to make it a requirement. Her head tipped back, hair tickling at her back as she ground against him, lifting up a little on her knees before dropping back down.

[alec_hardison]

"Daaaaaamn, Parker." She probably wouldn't believe him but he never had gone without a condom before. He never had a girlfriend that he loved before. Nana always taught him that birth control was as much a man's responsibility as a woman's. Being an orphan, he couldn't refute her advice. Alec had fallen in like from time to time enough to have sex but he always wrapped up his business, never trusting anyone before enough not to. Unlike Parker.

He bit down on his bottom lip in an effort to dull the pleasure and not disappoint her, still oblivious (maybe delirious with the pleasure) to the lack of barrier. Hardison made a sound as if in pain but his hands moved up to her breasts and played with her nipples while Parker rode him. His eyes stared deep into hers when they weren't closed tight in a wince.

[vented]

She moved faster when his hands moved to her breasts, rising and falling on his cock with ease, her own wetness helping immeasurably. They'd both had their own style of upbringing in the system, Parker thinking Hardison lucked out where she'd drawn the short straw, but he was a good guy. Good for her, and she knew it. He'd been patient, waited, pursued, and made her feel like she was worth it. He'd worn her down and then offered her open arms when she'd fallen for him.

[alec_hardison]

Her idea of him being patient wasn't completely accurate. He never thought of her being in his league. She was crazy which only added to her allure. Parker was beautiful. He considered her incredibly sexy from the first time they met. It was lust at first sight for him. He couldn't help but crush on her though at times Alec wondered if she'd be his demise.

The man who didn't like heights or small spaces found himself following her through both. He also began to understand her in ways everyone else in the team didn't. Hardison knew full well the signs of wanting to belong but being too afraid of being vulnerable to fully express it.

He made it his mission to be there for her no matter what. It seemed to pay off in the form of fake make-out sessions at first. Just when he thought that was all there would be between them, Parker would give him glimpses of something more. They shared hugs and dances and finally, they were dating.

Please, don't cum yet. Please. Please. PLEASE don't cum. His brow knit tightly together as he fought for concentration and ultimately failed. "FUCK!" he growled as she bounced on him, causing him to erupt inside her. "Don't stop. Please, babe. Don't stop." Alec gambled on being able to bring his erection back to life if she just continued.

[vented]

She felt his cock twitch inside her, smiling at the feeling as he cursed loudly, something she rarely heard him do. But it just let her know that he'd been that far gone, that she'd made him feel that good that he'd forgotten himself. Parker might have stopped, but his urgings had her going from bouncing on top of him to a slow grind, clenching her inner muscles around him as she did. They might not be as developed as her upper body was, but Parker liked to keep all of herself in shape. That meant Kegels.

Her hands moved down along his arms, just touching because she could. Because he was hers and she was allowed. Her face was still flushed, her own orgasm not too far off, but on a bit of a pause as she wondered if he could get himself up again that quickly. "Not stopping."

[alec_hardison]

And that was why he was head over heels for her. Not that she could make him feel incredible (she obviously did) but Parker looked out for him like he did for her. His interest might have been lust at first. It had grown into something so much more complicated. "Thank you," he muttered huskily.

If anything could bring him back to form, it was what Parker was doing. They had been together a year and Hardison still wondered how he got so lucky. He didn't leave all the work up to her, thrusting up to the grind she performed from underneath. "Your turn."

His gaze was as serious as his voice. It only took a minute or two tops of her ministrations to bring him back to full form. One orgasm out of the way meant the next would take a lot longer.

[vented]

"Goody." She smiled down, cheeks pink and hair slightly mussed. The clamping of her thighs around his was all the warning he got before she rolled, pulling him on top of her and locking her legs around his hips. "Wanna drive this time?"

[alec_hardison]

Surprises was that other component which kept his interest. He knew her better than he knew himself yet often had no idea if he was coming or going. His hands quickly readjusted at each side of her. Hardison did a push up to carry his weight off her body. "You know I do," he quipped in return. His head dipped for a kiss while his hips did the work of sliding his cock in and out of her walls, returning a grind at the end of each descent.

[vented]

Her hands were free to wander again, sliding up over his back and down to his ass. She gave it a squeeze, feeling him pushing into her, his ass tightening up as he thrust and she smiled into the kiss.

Hardison had a way of treating her both like spun glass -- infinitely careful and tender with her like she might break or pop if he breathed heavy, and like she was tougher than he was (which was true). He could be gentle with her one minute, then rough and passionate the next and Parker loved the variety with him. But either way, he looked at her like she was... well, like she looked at money. And maybe like she'd been looking at him lately.

[alec_hardison]

As smart as he was, the lack of barrier still didn't dawn on him. It should have been obvious why sex felt so great this time around. Parker was to blame. Eating cereal could be the best thing ever when he was with her. She let him enjoy things that were important to him, even trying to take part in them. He did the same for her. Lately, it seemed like for every attempt he made to surprise her, she reciprocated. They tried to put one another first. Hardison worked hard to make up for having reached climax first. Sweat glistened on his skin as he pumped steadily in and out of her body. "So good, Babe. So so good," he muttered.

[vented]

"Kiss me," she mumbled, pulling his head down and arching her back up off the bed, hips rocking into his and pressing more against the front of her, adding that friction that had her letting out a small gasp. She was close, more so after seeing the look on his face, fingers on his back slipping over the light sheen of sweat as he continued to pump.

[alec_hardison]

He didn't need to be told twice. Alec lowered to kiss her passionately, still up on his arms but in the lower position of his forearms outside each of her shoulders. His thrusts continued steadily, a grind at each descent containing more friction in the closer contact. They were a far cry from the pretend make outs during cons and he couldn't be happier. They still worked on cases, more so when Eliot was around but they'd work one way or another--doing research, casing out locations, etc. None of that mattered in the moment. Hopefully she hadn't left the door open like last time to scar Eliot if he came home.

[vented]

Her breathing was quickening, that tingling rush jolting up from her groin into her belly, then spreading outward. It grew with each stroke of his cock inside her and she flexed her thighs around him, squeezing him and rocking up faster, hand sliding over his hair and feeling it tickle her palm. "Close," she hummed, eyes closing for a moment as she bit her lip, focusing on the pleasure.

[alec_hardison]

The warning meant that it was time for a position change, as far as he was concerned. Hardison rested his weight above her from one arm to the other, hooking each under her thighs which tilted her hips to a better angle. His cock could reach deeper while his groin had more direct contact on her clit. His torso flexed with the physicality but Parker might have not noticed how his muscles bulged under the circumstances. "Come for me, Babe." He wouldn't be surprised if her hands clung to his neck and she didn't bother responding in words. He only wanted for her release, holding back his own. The more her walls tightened, the more difficult the task.