MID-FUCK

[knitsock]

Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip the conversation and go straight for the scenario you've always wanted to experience?

In that case, rejoice! This meme was made for you.

THE RULES:

1. Post with your character in the middle of having sex.
2. Any scenario and level of description is allowed!
3. Other characters reply as your character's partner in that fuck!
4. Keep going and finish the act.
5. Go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
6. Have fun!

Comments

[achromat]

Well, Ravyn didn't expect to be continually manhandled, through the crowd and then out into the open space outside the club. But he's thankful nonetheless because then he'll find it hard to leave. The sharp biting chill was enough to wake him up a little, the jacket providing the littlest of warmth, but it was sufficient.

He raised a brow when Jack took his hand and wrote his number on it, along with his name. So that's his name. "Urm... Thanks." He put it to memory, and gave Jack a small smile. "I'm Ravyn." The name sounding like 'raven' in his light English accent.

Ravyn had no idea what to do with the number, but might as well keep it for future use.

[tigerjack]

"Thank you, Ravyn." Glancing to the side he spotted an approaching cab and stuck out his hand to indicate it was needed. When the vehicle stopped, Jack opened the door, passing a folded bill (a rather large figure pound note) to the driver through his rolled down window. "Nice to make your acquaintance."

[achromat]

Ravyn didn't expect to have his cab paid as well, but it was a nice thought nonetheless. He smiled wryly at Jack, finally stepping close enough to steal a quick kiss.

"The pleasure is all mine~" And with that, he got into the cab and gave his address. Perhaps one day they could call each other for another meet. For whatever reason, Ravyn didn't mind. Didn't care.

[tigerjack]

Having thought that he was dismissed, Jack stood on the curb for a moment, watching the cab pull away. He didn't gape, didn't scratch his head, just frowned. When the car turned the corner, Jack shook his head and strolled off, returning to the house that his mother's guilt bought. Remarkably, he was able to sleep that night, sprawled on Kali's pelt - not the bed, never the bed, there was no sleep to be found there, it didn't matter how tired he was.

[thanks!]