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The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme!

The (Reverse) Smut Picture Prompt Meme

Because any good idea for a meme deserves its own smut version, this is just what the box says: the reverse picture meme for smut/nsfw prompting.

POSTING?
1) Comment with a character
2) Include a picture (or two or three) of a scenario, scene, position, location, etc. that you'd like to be a part of the RPing.
3) Make sure to list any preferences or explanations, to help people out.

REPLYING?
1) Find someone's image(s) that inspire you and reply to their comment!
2) Yeah, that's pretty much it!

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

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I...

[Look, she didn't do it on purpose! Although, to be honest, being around Yanagi certainly did inspire some lewd thoughts, to, so the projection was... really only half so, right?

But of course, good luck getting her to admit as much. One way to tell that she wasn't averse to the idea was that she wasn't moving, so her breasts were still at Yanagi's back. (That wasn't the only tell, but the rest of her body wasn't quite close enough for that to be obvious.)]

That wasn't my original intention or anything. [Key word being 'original.' All Yanagi had to do was back up slightly and she could find out just how much Patchouli actually would be okay taking her right then and there.]

Edited (rechecked this and realized it wasn't complete when i sent it. wow, i clearly was more tired than i thought.) 2015-06-23 00:08 (UTC)

"Original" like when you asked, or "original" like when we met?

[Yanagi narrowed her eyes suspiciously, although still amused. How Patchouli could be so reluctant to admit what was on her mind--okay it would have been a bit hypocritical for Yanagi to really criticize that, considering. But still.

She rolled her eyes just a bit dramatically and pushed against the window sill, leaning back slightly, letting Patchy's breasts press a little more firmly against her back, and the seat of her tight jeans press back against Patchouli's hips, as well. She had a hunch, knowing Patchouli, there was more afoot than idle curiosity.]

...I'd suggest you've got a surprise for me, but I'm not sure I'd be surprised.

Can anything I even do surprise you?

[Yanagi would pretty quickly notice that her futa girlfriend was very noticeably hard.] It wasn't my intention when I asked, but I guess I had imagined it would happen at least once over the weekend. But then, I saw how you reacted just to... that... I think being around you is making my sex drive get a little easily-set-off.

[So, she wraps her arms around Yanagi for a rather awkwardly-positioned embrace. Which soon turns to Patchouli putting her hands on Yanagi's breasts.]

So, tell me what you'd like me to do to you...

[Yanagi huffed quietly at the blame-tables getting turned on her, glancing downward as Patchouli hugged her from behind--then gasped a little and shivered as Patchy's hands slide up to grasp her breasts, that hard bulge pressed against her backside. She tensed slightly, squirming a little, which just made it rub against her even more.]

...h-..hey, you can't blame me... ...when you keep... ...rubbing that thing up against me.

[She peeked back over her shoulder, and downward a bit, as if expecting to see a tent in Patchy's skirt, and her hips squirmed a little more against that bulge.]

......d........damnit, you already know the answer to that, anyway...

Well, it's not like I was...

[Exact words time with Patchouli as she presses her bulge up against Yanagi's backside.] Before...

Hm... But I want you to be a little more specific, Yanagi. Do you have a specific position in mind? [She rubs up against Yanagi more.] Do you want me to take you right now? How bold, if so...

[Yanagi twitched and scowled a little, although she reddened a bit obviously, even with her complexion, and her hips only squirmed back into that rubbing. Her breasts pressed into Patchy's hands a little more as she arched her back slightly, her nipples obviously hard already through her tight tee shirt.]

Nh..! Tch...! ....fhh.... .......f...fine, if you're just.. going to rub that thing against me, anyway...

[As usual, Yanagi was reluctant to actually admit to wanting anything (at least initially), but she could at least bring herself to "acquiesce grudgingly," despite being rather obviously turned on. If past encounters were any indication, she'd be making a damp spot in her jeans, before long. It was hardly the first time it took awhile for Yanagi to relax into it and let down the tsundere walls.]

......might as well get it over with.

[If she hadn't know Yanagi so well, she would probably have worried that she overdid it a little. But she probably also would not be rubbing herself against Yanagi like this, either.]

Of course. We'd both like it better if I actually did something rather than rub up against you for a while, right.

Could you do me a favor and take your pants off?

[Yanagi huffed at that, squirming a little more, and hesitated a few seconds, before reluctantly unbuttoning her jeans and pushing them down, wiggling her hips slowly to work the tight pants downward. She wasn't about to comment on it, although it was probably statement enough the way she shivered once Patchy was rubbing against her bare backside.]

[Patchouli only rubbed up against Yanagi briefly before removing her skirt, then her panties. She quickly took the next step -- no longer content with just rubbing against Yanagi's backside, she was now thrusting her bared erection between Yanagi's legs.]

I can only imagine how strongly you're anticipating this, Yanagi...

[She could do more than imagine, really, from that wetness she dragged herself again, and Yanagi shuddered, squeezing her thighs together a little.]

Nfh... c...c'mon, don't... m..mnh... m-mess around...

Oh, alright. Here, put your hands on the window sill so you can hang on a bit.

[She doesn't give Yanagi much time to do that, though, before she thrusts into her.]

There, does that feel good?

[Yanagi bites her lip to quiet herself as Patchy rubs against her teasingly, already rather distracted--then yelps with surprise as that shaft pushes into her. Reflexively, she pushes up on the balls of her feet, arching her back, although it doesn't really change much. She clings tightly around Patchy's length, hot and very wet, shuddering and squirming a little.]

....b...better than teasing...

[Even that much, she's reluctant to admit--unsurprisingly, since she always starts out reluctant to admit anything.]

[As Patchouli continued to thrust into Yanagi, she once again resumed fondling her breasts, pressing her own quite large chest against Yanagi's back.]

That alone is great to hear, Yanagi!

[Yanagi shuddered, pushing her hands against the windowsill and arching her back into the squeeze of Patchouli's breasts, her own quite pert for their size, especially with the added support of her very tight tee-shirt (at least, very tight in the chest), her nipples already quite obvious under the thin cloth. She gasped at the next thrust, slowly wriggling herself back down onto her heels as she pushed her hips back to meet those thrusts, squeezing around Patchy's cock and biting her lip in an effort to hush herself.]

Hm-..mmnfh..! Nngh! W..wellgood... hnnhh...!

Nn...

[Patchouli just keeps at it.]

Oh, Yanagi... It's so good to see you get into this, you know! You feel great!

[Yanagi shuddered, whimpering as Patchy keeps pumping her, making her breasts jiggle in her hands. She squirms back into the thrusts, her hands grasping and clutching at the windowsill a bit desperately.]

Mnnfh..! Y..yeahwell.. that's... ahh..! F..fuckthat's.. nngh, g..good... ahh..! Th-that you're.. that you're enjoying it..! I mean..!

You can... aaaah... be honest with me, you know, Yanagi...

It feels great... having me fuck you like this... right?

[After all, she's known Yanagi long enough to know how much she likes this.]

O..oi..! Nnhh!

[Yanagi shuddered, biting her lower lip, muffling those involuntary sounds as best she could--but they were still audible, even over the slapping of Patchy's hips against hers, and the slrching of her juices around that cock as it pumped into her over and over again. Her eyebrows twitched, her voice both obviously taut with pleasure, and flustered.]

Don't.. ha-..aanh..! Hahh... h-have to.. say something like that..!

Maybe I don't have... nn... have to, you're right... Just wanted to hear... you say it...

[Patchouli suddenly became a lot louder. She did tend to as she got really close to reaching a peak.]

Aaaah... gonna come soon, Yanagi...!

[Yanagi squirmed, pushing her hips back, still, as he head drooped forward a bit, her body shaking a little with each eager thrust. Her eyes locked onto Patchy's hands grasping at her breasts, and her own fingers twitched against the window sill. A quiet whimper escaped as she clenched her teeth, just trying to keep quiet for a moment, although her barely-restrained squeals and sighs kept growing more tense, her nipples already as hard as they were going to get, and her wetness around Patchouli's delving cock was almost obscene--whatever she wasn't saying aloud, her body was making quite clear.]

[Crying out surprisingly loudly, Patchouli comes in Yanagi. As usual, there's... quite a lot. Suffice to say they would have made quite a mess if Patchouli's cock weren't inside Yanagi right now.]

Mm... Yanagi...

[Yanagi trembled and cried out, her hands grasping at Patchouli's and making them heft squeeze her breasts firmly, squeezing and quivering around the throbbing shaft as it poured into her. She bit her lip, writhing blissfully at that feeling, just trying to keep some vague semblance of self-control.]

Mmnnn-.. aahhh!! Haa...ahhhyesss..! Hahh... f..fuck, there's... nngh... ah-always so.. mnnhh.. so much..!

I guess so, yes. [Until she's absolutely certain that Yanagi has come, she doesn't stop.]

But you don't mind that, do you? In fact, maybe you even like it a little? Do you like it when I make a complete mess out of you?

[Yanagi huffed--then yelp with surprise, her eyes widening as Petchy kept thrusting, keeping her breasts jiggling in the other's hands.]

N..nngh..! F..fuck, you're... unh..! You're still going..?!

[Yanagi sagged back against Patchouli, gasping and whimpering lowly at each thrust.]

Yh...you really.. want to.. mmnfh! M..make me say it..?

Yep.

I mean, there's nobody else around to find out, you know, just me -- I just love to hear you admit it.

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sorry this is so late, I've been struggling with tags x.x

It's alright! Sometimes these things happen.

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