The Random "I Put Out" Porn Scenario Meme 3.0 [TAKE TWO]

[processions]

The Random "I Put Out" Porn Scenario Meme 3.0

This might be your typical sex meme in some ways, but it has a twist! The thread starter chooses their favored scenario (or multiples!) and writes a set up in their comment so others can jump right in if they like the direction you want to go. Blank comments are not allowed and they will be deleted! Please don't forget to state your preferences and respect others!

Note: If someone is uncomfortable and tells you to back off, please do so. If you are uncomfortable, please tell the other mun. If all else fails, just stop tagging.

Type Of Porn
1. Regular
2. Public
3. Hardcore
4. Roleplaying
5. Toys
6. Fail
7. Misc.


Regular
1. First time - One or Both of you are virgins.
2. Wedding Night - You've been waiting for this night forever. Or maybe not.
3. Masturbation - Put some porn on, get your hand ready, and have a good night with a friend.
4. Blow jobs - Sucky sucky, bucky bucky.
5. Penetrative - There's parking in the rear, or drive through the front.
6. Make up Sex - You did something wrong, and you're going to give this person the best night of their lives.
7. Up against the wall - You couldn't wait when they came in the door.
8. In the shower - Fun in the tub is something worth trying at least once.
9. Get away - You're on a romantic get away. Beach? Some snazzy motel? Whatever you'd like!
10. Been awhile - It's been awhile since you've sene each other, so it's time to make up for lost time!
11. Break up sex - This isn't make up sex, it's goodbye sex!
12. Hook up - You don't really love each other, but you are horny and neither of you is bad looking, so...
13. The big night - You've been dating forever (or maybe not!) and it's time to take the next step!
14. Doggy style - Sex from behind.
15. Frottage - You don't always need to penetrate! Sometimes grinding on each other is more than enough.
16. Spooning - Sex while you spoon... perfect way to start the morning!
17. Couch - Fooling around on the couch!
18. Massage and maybe something more - You want to pamper your lover tonight!
19. Candlelit - Wine, soft music, candlelights... maybe there was even a trail leading to the bedroom! Ultimate cheese.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Public
1. At school - Under the bleachers, in the classroom, in the bathroom... maybe even on the principal's desk.
2. Amusement Park - You ran out of things to do? There's privacy on the ferris wheel.
3. In the park - Always a fun time, just stay away from the washrooms.
4. At the mall - Changing rooms = Happy Sexy Time
5. The sex store - How people are not caught having sex in here sometimes, is beyond me
6. Someone else's home - You so dirty. Hope they don't catch... or maybe you do.
10. Hospital - In the bed, in the restroom, maybe you just need a release from anxious waiting for news on that loved one!
11. In the car - The backseat and foggy windows, over the hood... maybe the engine's still going for that extra thrill!
12. In the woods - Camping or on a hike, you though that tree looked mighty friendly.
13. In the restroom - You couldn't wait to get out of the restaurant or wherever you are, so a stall will just have to do.
14. Under the table - Teasing your lover (or being teased in return!) under the table at a restaurant. Hands, mouth, whatever you can think of.
15. Elevator - Getting off while you're going up, you just can't wait and you don't care who might catch you.
16. Back of the club - You can't wait until you get out of this club to get your hands on each other...
17. At a concert - You don't want to miss the show, but you also don't want to pass up the chance to get a little more intimate either.
18. Against a window - Up against a window where anyone looking could see...
19. Putting on a show - Sex in front of people. Maybe you were really drunk at the bar or someone paid for it... maybe you just want to do it for the thrill.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Hardcore
1. Non-Con - They say no, you'll make them say yes.
2. Dub-Con - They may have said yes, but it's going to happen anyways.
3. Bondage - Super tight, hanging from things, unable to move, really hot.
4. Fisting - One, two, three, four, five... and then one again.
5. Blood Play - Red is a really lucky color... not for someone.
6. Power Play - Someone is in charge, and will make sure that the other person isn't. People in power are crazy.
10. cock & ball/pussy torture. Clothes pins, hitting, and anything else you can imagine that can make you hurt oh-so-good.
11. Flogging - Spanking, whipping, flogging, and whatever else you can think of. Someone's been naughty.
12. Orgasm denial - They might want to so bad, beg and plead, but you're not going to let the come yet. Or maybe not at all.
13. Forced orgasms - Either made to come multiple times or roughly brought to orgasm despite any discomfort.
14. Double penetration - Either in two separate holes or the same one. It could be two toys, a penis and a toy, two penises... or the combinations are endless! Either way, you're going to be stuffed full.
15. Ice play - Ice cubes on the skin or even inside to cool you down.
16. Wax play - Wax from candles poured over the skin. Doesn't it burn so good?
17. Fighting - It's like Fight Club... only it ends in dirty, dirty sex.
18. Electrosex - Electrical stimulation to nerves for sexual stimulation, in particular the genitals and nipples.
19. Sensory deprivation - it can make orgasms even stronger!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Roleplay
1. Teacher and Student - Someone needs a better grade.
2. Doctor and Patient - Time to give someone the best bedside treatment they can.
3. Cop and Criminal - Those handcuffs are finally coming in handy.
4. Master and Servant - Those servants have to serve someone. A housewife and butler, rich man and maid... those outfits are hot.
5. Strangers - Oh, you've never met this hot, delicious, naked stranger. Maybe it's time to get acquainted.
6. Enemies - Oh I hate you! Oh but I'll have sex with you anyways!
10. Cowboys - Or cowgirls. Yee-haw!
11. Fireman - or woman. Oh, you're going to be putting out a fire, alright.
12. Pizzaboy - They don't have the money to pay, but you accept other forms of payment, thankfully.
13. Good guy and bad guy - Maybe they're trying to take over the world and the only way to stop the is through hot sex.
14. Vampire and victim - You're going to drink their blood... only probably not.
15. Prostitute - They paid for you.
16. Incest - parent or sibling kink? Go ahead and play it out.
17. Priest - They need to confess to you...
18. Kidnapper - Uh-oh, they got you now! What ever will they do to you?
19. Shy virgin - You're a shy virgin but don't worry, they'll teach you the ropes!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Toys
1. Dildo - Simple, easy to use, and goes in any proper hole.
2. Vibrator - Tiny and portable, it goes everywhere... and works everywhere.
3. Fleshlight - It's like a hole... but not exactly.
4. Strap-on - Girl or guy. Maybe you're wanting one, or wanting a longer one.
5. Cock Ring - Basically, a trolling way to make sure someone can't finish what they started.
6. Anal Beads/Ben Wa Balls - Maybe a dildo isn't good enough. These toys are balls of fun.
10. Fucking machines - Machines with one purpose only, to fuck you senseless. They usually have a dildo attached and speed controls.
11. unusual objects - Cucumbers, candles, or even electric toothbrushes!
12. Clamps - Nipples, labia, clit, penis, there's not limit to what can be clamped in a sexy way!
13. Playing with danger - The handle of a knife, a gun, it's time to walk on the wild side!
14. Dolls - They make some awfully realistic dolls...
15. Sex swing - A suspended seat made specifically for sex.
16. Water - A detachable shower head, jets in a tub, there are a lot of way to be stimulated!
17. Pumps - Pumps can go over the nipples, clit, or on the penis and create a very stimulating amount of suction.
18. Anal plugs - They vibrate, stimulate, or just keep you ready for fun later.
19. Speculum - Want a look inside?
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Fail
1. Can't get it up - For some reason, you can't get hard. Or, if you're a girl, you're just not getting wet.
2. Not in the mood - You don't know what it is, sex just isn't interesting you tonight.
3. Cramp! - Ow, nothing ruins a mood like an ill timed cramp somewhere!
4. Caught - You just got caught by someone and the reaction isn't a good one!
5. You called me what - Dirty talk got out of hand and the other went a step too far!
6. Distraction - You're just distracted by the phone or the TV or a huge project you've got coming up...
10. It's not you - or yeah, maybe it is. You're just not attracted to the other person anymore (or maybe you never were!)
11. Can't get there - Maybe it's the position or something else, but you just can't get to the big finish, no matter how hard you try. Your partner might not have any problem.
12. Injury - Fell and hit your head, knocked something off on you... somehow you injured yourself!
13. Missing item - Where's the lube? The condoms? Ahh, how can we do this?
14. It broke - Uh-oh. The condom just broke...
15. Gross - Your partner got you to do something or suggested something you're just really not into...
16. Too drunk - Whiskey sounded like fun, but now it's having ill effects on your sex life.
17. Five seconds isn't bad! - You came embarrassingly fast...
18. Guilty - You did something wrong, went behind your lover's back, cheated, or something.
19. I'm fine, really - Or not. You're actually injured, but you don't want your lover to see and they definitely would if you took off any clothes.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Misc.
1. Dirty talk - Most people like a little dirty talk... either you've determined to get your lover off with dirty talk alone or you're just getting them in the mood
2. Threesome - Two is fun, three is better. It's fine to play the third person as an NPC if you don't have a third partner.
3. Can we please... - Can we please have a threesome/try this position/do this? Your lover is trying to convince you to spice things up!
4. Phone sex - You want to get your lover off, but you're not right there with them.
5. Dirty pictures/video - You're making a video or taking some sexy pictures for a private collection.
6. Looking at/Watching porn - Enjoying porn together can bring you closer!
10. Sex drug - You've been given a sex drug and you need to get laid right now.
11. Cheating - You're cheating on your lovers with each other.
12. Voyeurism - You want to watch your lover have sex with someone else or for someone to watch the both of you together.
13. Possessed - Your lover isn't... exactly themselves. Too rough? Too gentle? Maybe they weren't even your lover before this...
14. Genderswitched - One or both of you is the other gender!
15. Glory hole - Stimulation awaits on the other side!
16. Sex club - You're in a club specifically for sex. Relax, have fun, try not to interrupt any orgies!
17. Teasing - Sending dirty texts, whispering things in your lover's ear, or just bending over a little too much, you're determined to drive your lover crazy with teasing.
18. Blackmailed - You were blackmailed into doing this...
19. Webcam/IM - You're cybering!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Comments

Shishido Ryou [aged up AU] | Prince of Tennis

[nevergiveup]

Fail - It broke | M/F

Shishido should have known there was a reason it was feeling better than usual. As he shuddered and pulled out of her, he paused, eyes going wide. "Shit. Oh shit, hey uh..." He scrambled backwards on the bed, looking at the torn condom still on him, and putting a hand to his forehead. "Look, I'll get you that pill, alright?"

Public - In the Car | OTA

Shishido loved his car. It was old, used, small as fuck, but she did everything he needed of her. Except expand. Or stay quiet. As they shuffled around in the front seat, his hands snaking up his partner's chest, the car horn sounded, startling him. "Hey uh... you wanna move into the backseat?" he asked. There wasn't much room there, but he wasn't sure pressing his partner up against the steering wheel was much better.

Fail sex

[sunshinethatwarmsherup]

Miku wasn't sure just how she had started having sex with Shishido, or more accurately she wasn't sure how she had decided that she wanted to. They hadn't known each other very well when this started, and even though this wasn't the first time they were doing this, they still didn't know each other all that well. But he had a really good idea of what he was doing, and he was alright enough that even after the first time Miku felt herself drawn to him. But it didn't feel the same like it normally did. Something was different, but she was too aroused and withering at the feeling of him moving through her to really pay it all that much mind.

Until she felt something really warm start to spill inside her, spurring her on for a few more bounces on his length until she she came, laying back down on the bed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

And then she heard him curse and looked up... to see the condom completely torn on him.

It didn't take her that long for her to scream and sit up, moving away from him. The condom broke... he came in her. She LIKED feeling him come in her... but she could get pregnant and she didn't even know if he had a STD or anything. God... what, what should she do.

Sure, he offered to go buy that morning after pill, but what if it didn't work? What if he wasn't clean. Oh god, this was so... so... stupid!

"Oh god... How... you're clean, right?" She asked, probably sounding just as startled and panicked as she felt. She didn't even feel like trying to compose herself right now.

Sun Ce | Dynasty Warriors 7 | M/F

[littleconqueror]

1. Misc - Threesome

---

[Sun Ce had kept this particular fantasy to himself, never really expecting to act upon it. To share a woman with another man... while it wasn't the most exotic of fantasies, he'd kept it to himself all the same. Yet now, here he is, his hands cupped on the cheeks of the woman sandwiched between himself and another man as he kisses her deeply, his shirtless body pressing against hers. The other man runs his hands along her body with his bare arms as well, caressing each curve that he encounters.

Sun Ce takes a quick break from the kiss, one of his hands wandering to the woman's waist and resting there]

Heh. I can't believe we're actually doing this.

2. Fighting

---

[The battlefield is littered with the weapons of the fallen, the withdrawn, and the injured. And you, poor soul, have just encountered the enemy commander.]

There you are! Come and face me!

[His heart pounding in his chest and his tonfas firmly in his hands, he steps forward in an aggressive pose, weapons raised. Just because his enemy's a woman doesn't mean he's going to underestimate her. Some of the strongest people he knows are women, after all, and he suspects this will be no different.

And yet, the thrill of the challenge is making blood course through his veins. He hopes that she'll provide him with a good challenge... and that he can return the favor. Just because they're on opposite sides doesn't mean he can't enjoy himself, right?]

[ooc: Also open to other ideas. If, for the first option, you want the other man to be one of his fellow Wu officers, that can be arranged. Otherwise, he can be a nameless third party. Also willing to make it a foursome if you so wish!]

2. AU-ing a wee

[oceanmist]

[ She's technically not a warrior- not even close, but it doesn't mean she can't protect herself as the healer of her lord's medic team. She has her brother to protect as well, and these foreign warriors that have come into their land aren't going to get it easy from them.

Though she does take a moment to register who she's facing, even as she stances with her naginata and prepares herself to defend against fast-moving strikes.

Just because she's not a warrior doesn't mean she can't kick this guy's ass the way she's managed to help hold off all the poor fools that thought they could strike at the wounded and get away with it. She's already managed to get them all to safety and stayed back to hold off anyone that follows, with the promise to not die, but who she sees actually makes her breath catch. She's seen him in battle before, at a distance, but enough to not forget him. He's quite the star in his army, from the kind of encouragement that his men like to shout at him during battle-

But admiration aside, he's her enemy now, and she's not about to let him progress any further from here, even if she knows her Lord Rou known as a wolf among dragons himself, could take him down with ease. But for now, if she can stop this guy here, one on one, then she'll have spared the rest of the pack the trouble of dealing with them. It's just this guy and her now, and she narrows her eyes as she keeps her weapon drawn at the ready, the reach of it enough that if she swiped it at him with one hand, she could effectively knock his weapon out of his own. ]

You're a stubborn one, aren't you? I'd think seeing all the fallen here would be enough reason for you to back off.

[ They're not dead- not all, but they'll be out for hours with the injuries she gave them. ]

Dean Winchester → Supernatural (pre-series) → OTA

[followstheorders]

swing + forced orgasm

Sometimes it pays to be adventurous. Right at this particular moment, Dean's not sure if this is one of those times or not. Ask him again when he can think about anything but how sore and exhausted he is and how it doesn't look like he's going anywhere anytime soon.

He went home with somebody from a bar... not unusual. He let them bind him up and suspend him from their ceiling... that's kind of unusual. There's no way for him to know how much time has passed or how many time's he's come, but the attention's not letting up any in spite of his growing exhaustion.

There's a vibrating toy shoved deep inside him and being controlled by someone he can't see through his blindfold. His arms are immobile and his legs spread wide and bound up to leave him vulnerable to any hands, mouths, or whatever else might want to torment him a little more.

All he can do is pant, moan, and work to stay conscious when all he wants to do is pass out.


((alternative: Dean's holding the remote and the other person is being exhausted. I'm flexible. Also open to quite a few of the other scenarios. Just ask!))

Chi-Chi | Dragon Ball | F/M

[princessbride]

Public: Someone Else's Home
"This is be-beyond rude," Chi-Chi said in between kisses, her back against the hideous chartreuse tiles of the Henderson's bathroom. They were guests, for goodness' sake, and the nice couple was feeding them. This was how they repaid them, by getting intimate in their private bathroom? She should feel mortified.

And she did, to some degree. Just not enough to stop her legs from wrapping around her partner or her blouse from riding up.

Regular: Make-Up Sex
She knew she could be a bitch.

She would never use those words, of course, because it wasn't fitting for a lady like here AND she was usually right, so. But she knew she could say things too quickly, or get too angry. She never meant to hurt anyone, yet it would just...slip out. Like today. She had screamed that he was useless, said she regretted ever being with him. Even she, hardheaded as she was, regretted that almost instantly. That had been hours ago. Hours she had spent wanting to do nothing more than curl up and die. Finally, she thought it the right time to approach him and make amends.

Slowly, ever so slowly, she had made her way up behind him, leaning her head against his back.

"I'm so sorry."

Toys: Strap-On
To be honest, she'd always been curious. Growing up around mostly men, it was at the back of her mind, sometimes, though she'd never really admitted to it. What would it be like to have that weight between your legs? The phallus itself was a pretty powerful symbol, and as a fighter, power had always been tempting.

Tonight, she had finally indulged that idle curiosity, the large plastic cock harnessed on her hips, the opposite double in already inside her. The only part left was to show him that this would all be worth it.

"Ready?"

[ooc: Also interested in anything else you can throw at me.]

Make-Up Sex option!

[littleconqueror]

Chi-Chi's words, even if they were said in anger, had not landed on deaf ears. What with his constant trips out to spar with his friends, he'd been more than a bit inconsiderate of her feelings, and she'd lashed out. Her words weren't what had legitimately upset him, however, even if he'd stormed off in anger after demanding to be left alone.

No, what had upset him was that he felt like he deserved it.

Stewing in his own thoughts by himself gave him time to reflect... he'd been neglecting her, and for what? He had a lot of friends. If he lost one or two because he wanted to spend time with her, he had plenty more where they came from, and they wouldn't even be good friends, anyway. Losing her was the more catastrophic outcome, and it was one that he'd been cluelessly barreling along toward for longer than he would've liked.

So it came as a surprise when she was the one to approach him and apologize. He felt her head against his back, and he turned around so that it would instead be against his chest. He looked down at her with sad, probably tear-stained eyes, the argument obviously having weighed heavily upon him.

"For what?" he asked, his voice still a little weak. "I'm the one who should be apologizing. You were right... I've been terrible to you."

Tony Stark ¤ MCU ¤ OTA

[fe_male]

HARDCORE - BONDAGE or POWER PLAY (your choice)

[ He hadn't really woken up this morning thinking that — well granted, when he'd first woken up this morning, he wasn't thinking much of anything until he'd got to the coffee. But beyond that, he hadn't expected to find himself in a situation like this, with the person he was currently with. Not that he was complaining, far from it. Just, still. ]

What'd you just say?

--------------------

FAIL - I'M FINE, REALLY

[ Lucky it was dim-light in the room, until the other person involved here decided to turn on the lights. He was just gonna hope that they preferred their sex in the dark and work under that assumption, deepening the kiss now. He went to pull them closer, and ow, so he shifted slowly, moving the attention from his mouth down to their neck and clavicles, where hopefully any involuntary wincing wouldn't be as apparent. ]

fail option! are you alright with urban fantasy/magic? I can tone that down a bit if you'd rather.

[uterefelix]

Mm- hey, hey, genius--

[The trouble with Imogen is that as much as she might give the impression of being quirky- what with her affinity for bright colours, surreal humour and a tendency to be friendly at people rather than with them- she's also brutally perceptive and surprisingly pragmatic. Not to mention bossy.

And she's leaning back from him, her eyebrows right up, trying to look him over.

Rather archly, she inquires:]

Are you in any fit state?

[They aren't exactly serious- it's not that Imogen can't do commitment, it's that she does it with unnerving intensity and finds it's therefore best avoided. Quite possibly this is a one night stand, but leaving well enough alone has never been her strong point.]

Vriska Serket || HOMESTUCK || aged up & OTA

[manipuleights]

Public: Car

[ It is really probably one of the most awkward places that she has ever felt frisky, but Vriska is not one to be deterred by human four-wheeled devices. That, and she really kind of liked all the rumbling noises it made. So despite the fact that they are in a parking lot behind a movie theatre in the dead of night, Vriska awkwardly straddles halfway from the passenger seat to the driver seat, reaching down over the driver's legs to step on the gas petal and rev the car.

And she giggles despite herself. ]

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

Toys: Vibrator

[ It's a classic staple of alone times, but there's nothing wrong with sharing it with a friend, right? Except that, as far as Vriska is concerned, you have to earn it. So she's sitting on the edge of a computer chair, stripped down to only her thigh-highs with the object in hand, idly adjusting the speed back and forth as a very audible "brrrrrr" rises and falls with her motions. ]

Think you can handle it?

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

Fail: Can't get there.

Are you even trying?

[ Of course the blame couldn't be placed on her, but Vriska has been almost bored. It's taking much longer than usual for her to even get excited, and she's been finding her mind straying to more prying matters, like how she was going to construct a new map for a roleplaying campaign.

She sighs. ]

There are seriously eight-hundred things I could be doing right now.

option 2!

[ladies]

[A quiet, silvery laugh.]

Yes, curiously enough I believe I shall survive.

[Kanaya props up on her elbows. The cold cement slinks a shiver down her spine, drawing her skin taut and tender. Though it's awfully chilly and hard, the floor seems like the superior choice over a pile of crushed eight balls. Kanaya is positively debauched; she'd be in a kerfuffle about her disarray if she wasn't certain the kiss-smeared jade lipstick and rumpled hair made for a roguish countenance. Her red wrap dress lies in a puddle of silk around her body. The only scrap of fabric left on her are a pair of sheer, milk white stockings snapped neatly to simple garterbelt.]

Kanaya's lips spread in a slow, fangy smile.]

You really ought to leave the teasing to those of us more well-versed in the realm of coy banter. I wouldn't call it your forte.

Red (aged up) | Pokemon Game 'verse | M/M

[ellipsisspeak]

Regular-morning sex (the spooning comment inspired me)

[Red's generally an early riser, so the fact he's sleeping in until the sun is shining brightly through the blinds is a testament to how last night's activities wore him out. Even still, he responds to whatever kisses and touches his partner is employing to wake him up.]

Again?

Public-woods
[He knows all of the secret spots in the forests, like the one where the river was deep enough and the current was slow enough that it was perfect for swimming. Of course, once he was done having fun, he'd come out dripping wet and glance over to his companion, wondering why they hadn't been as enthusiastic. Maybe they were just enjoying the view...]

any other ideas? Have at 'em!
In general, no non-con, bathroom stuff, electricity, fisting, or verbal humiliation.

Jackson Whittemore | Teen Wolf

[deserves]

A N Y T H I N G

[OOC: Because I am open to anything, it makes more sense for the commenter to pick the scene and I can start it.]

[championmage]

A. Been Awhile OR Hookup

[It had been nearly a year since the destruction of the Kirkwall Chantry, a year since the beginning of the Mage-Templar War, and nearly a year since anyone had seen Garrett Hawke, the Champion of Kirkwall. Circumstances made him among the most wanted people in Thedas and it was for the safety of his friends that Hawke vanished. Their lives were tumultuous enough in the war without the mage many believed incited it so close to them.

He's far away from Kirkwall now, in Gwaren at the southeast tip of Ferelden. Nobody recognizes him here. He can live alone with his dog in his little shack, do odd jobs and pretend to be Markus Winthrop, an injured former sailor just trying to get by. He can go to the tavern and drink himself into a stupor, missing people and places and replaying in his mind how things ever got so bad.

He watches faces while he's here. Sometimes he wonders if any of them will ever walk through the door of this tavern... and sometimes he's just looking for a kind face, someone to talk to... someone to take to bed so he can forget loss for a while.]


B. Public/Someone Else's Home

[What a miserable bloody party this is. Fancy clothes and fancy food and drink and fancy people talking about fancy things may be somebody's idea of fun, but it isn't Hawke's. But he is the bloody Champion of Kirkwall, and he's a little bit obligated to go to these stupid parties if only because otherwise someone will be offended and send assassins after him or something.

With an irritated groan he listens to the droning voice of the Earl of Something Or Other go into the story about the one time he rode the wrong horse- ohohohohoho!- for the nine thousandth time.

That's it. He looks around the room desperately for sight of them. The one person he could possibly convince to come into a back room with him.]

C. You Do All the Work

Like another idea? Feel free to roll and write something up, or PM me and I'll get off my ass and do it!

Hookup :)

[blue_hearted_jumi_knight]

*Dimensional rips were an interesting thing. In the middle of trying to send Nunuzac back to his home world, Elazul, who had been overseeing it as a pit-stop in a routine trip to Geo, had been dragged into the botched spell. In this new place with no idea what was what, the immortal made an attempt to keep a low profile.

*He'd made a point to cover his body a little more than usual. He sewed an additional, removable bit of cloth to the interior of his shirt to help cover up the front of his chest. He couldn't do anything to cover his right arm, how lapis lazuli shards sat within and jutted out at times along it. Hopefully, it just looked like really fancy armor.

*As he enters the tavern, he feels eyes on him, and does a casual sweep of his surroundings as he sits at the bar. Fortunately, their language is the same, so he has no trouble communicating the rather stiff drink he wants, and promptly pays for. He delicately holds the mug in his right hand (not that it looks that way) as he brings it to his lips to take a slow pull of the brew. For just the moment until he stops feeling the stares of others and quelling the conversation of the barkeep (well, only towards himself,) he tries not to look around to see where that first person staring at him might have been.*

Molly Hooper || BBC Sherlock | Hetero

[wealldosillythings]

((I like way too many prompts to write out scenarios for all of them. But mainly digging Regular, Roleplay, and Public. Reeeeally digging public. But avoid Hardcore and incest scenarios.))

Regular

-The Big Night or The Wedding Night (possibly The First Time if your character's a virgin)

"Ah! Careful, don't break--!" Oh the hell with it, Molly thought, her handsome lover's lips finding hers once more. It was difficult to stumble backwards to the bedroom; one, it was a bit dark, and two, both their hands and mouths were a tad impatient. Things were being knocked over on their journey, and it was slowing up the process.

Finally, he scooped her up (either bridal-style or with his hands on her rear and her legs wrapping around him) and carried her to the bedroom himself. Hadn't they waited long enough?


12. Hookup (You can pick a place, maybe combo with public?)

There's been some consumption of alcohol, but Molly and her soon-to-be lover are still fairly within control of their mental faculties. What she can't control is her hormones right now - she hates using so crude a term, but she's horny.

"C'mere..." She murmurs, unable to keep crossing and uncrossing her legs. She leans in and presses her lips to his in an alcohol-tinged hungry kiss.


Masturbation/Watching Porn ((Feel free to tweak this into a solo!Molly gets caught scenario if you want))

"I'm, uh...not really used to having someone else do this with me," Molly admitted, feeling a little shy. She was seated on a bed that wasn't her own, wearing only her bra and knickers (okay, and socks). A DVD had just been put on play and it was getting racy, but she was still in her shy zone. She looked to her lover, seated in an armchair nearby, looking for some guidance.

Public

19. Put on a show/Voyeurism

Molly thought it had just been a joke at first. "W-Wait...seriously?!" She stared open-mouthed. "I-I'm not a prostitute, okay?" Yeah, she's going to need a little bit of persuasion...

Hookup.

[bitchfaces]

Sam doesn't normally pick up girls in bars. No, that's one of Dean's many vices. He'd only come to get a few drinks, try to relax a bit, but then Molly had sat next to him and they'd started talking. Talking quickly became flirting. She's cute. Really cute. Needless to say, when she leans in and kisses him, he's a bit surprised but he immediately kisses back, a hand going to the back of her neck to draw her closer.

Drift | Transformers: IDW (MTMTE)

[weapabilities]

[Prefs: Anything, bot or if you're more comfortable you can pretend he's human somehow, I can work around it. Comment with your choice OR just comment and I'll choose and I'll write a thread start.]

[stabbywheelfeet]

[I got 'public - elevator'. Y/N/reroll?]

Castiel || Supernatural || m/m

[featheryass]

A. Up Against The Wall
(Feel free to turn the tables on him.)

It was with an angry hiss that Castiel slammed the other against the rough stone wall, hands clenched firmly in the fabric of his shirt. His normally too blue eyes were blazing, practically glowing with the intensity of the heat that was burning just beneath his skin. It was a heat born of fury, jealosy and arousal, and he growled in warning and frustration as he stared down the source of his warring emotions.

B-1. Under The Table - Giving

It was a bit cramped under the desk, particularly with the addition of the others spread legs. Castiel's back was pressed against the underside, knees burning where he knelt on unforgivingly rough carpet. His vague discomfort didn't matter, though. No, the only thing that mattered was the quickly stifled sound of surprise when he leaned forward to mouth the clothed erection, hands firm on the others' thighs.

B-2. Under The Table - Receiving

Castiel hadn't been terribly keen on the idea, but after some thought (and some less than subtle begging) he'd acquiesed -- and that was how he found himself sitting at a covered table in a semi-busy restaurant. He was staring straight ahead, tense as an over-stretched cable tie, practically thrumming with ancipitation and anxiety.

C. Priest

It was blasphemy of the worst kind. He shouldn't have been playing this game. He definitely shouldn't have been getting off on it -- but he was. Repressing a shiver, he leaned back against the wall of the cramped confessional (made even more cramped by the fact that it was inhabitated by not one but two people). "Confess to me your sins, my child."

(If there's something else you want to do that's not listed here, just ask. I'm pretty open.)

A, if you don't mind?

[tryingitall]

Okay, so maybe the teasing had gone too far.

Balthazar had always had a tendency to needle his brother in the guise of offhanded commentary. In Heaven, it was mostly passed over. They were comrades in arms, and each knew the other had his back. A few tasteless, meaningless jokes only lightened the burdens. Somehow he expected when he signed on to help in the fight against Raphael they would fall into the same dynamic, but it hasn't happened that way.

For one thing, he's taking orders from Cas. Maybe that's the problem. What was friendly teasing before is now insubordination. Angels, even fallen angels, don't take well to disobedience: they both know that. One too many suggestions that Castiel have his 'pet monkeys' attend to some matter he's asked Balthazar to handle appear to have set off a reaction the other angel did not expect. For a moment he looks startled, even afraid, but he rallies quickly and pulls up a mask of calm annoyance. Enraged or not, this is still his brother. They could never really hurt one another. He hopes.

"Ow," he says, with a mild frown, and grips Castiel's wrists in an effort to pry himself free. "Look, I get that you're under pressure. That's my whole point. I'm not your only follower. Just the prettiest." It's a weak joke, and he's extremely discomforted to discover he can't free himself from his brother's grasp.

When did Castiel get so much stronger?

Castiel || Supernatural (End!verse) || m/m

[was_holy]

A. Doggy Style

Waiting on his hands and knees, completely nude, Castiel was undoubtedly quite a sight -- hair mussed, blue eyes glazed, more than halfway to debauched and they hadn't even really started yet. He shifted slightly, gaze trailing over his shoulder as he let out a soft huff, a playful complaint. "Are you ever going to fuck me?"

B. Ice Play

Castiel shivered, back arching as water from the melting ice trailed from his stomach down his sides in cold rivulets. He was sensitive, more so now than before he'd Fallen. He had a small cube in his mouth, sucking on it and rolling it around with his tongue. He gave a slow, filthy smile before he was being pulled up for a kiss, and he pushed the cube into the others' mouth.

C. Wax Play

There was a hiss as the wax hit his skin. It was hot, but the burn was welcome, quickly bled into pleasure as it settled. Castiel was doing his best to stay still. He didn't want to end up with wax everywhere -- seriously, he'd just cleaned these sheets -- but it was difficult, particularly when each new line of the vanilla-scented wax made him want to arch and writhe.

D. Playing With Danger

(I'm not really sure how to set this one up, but I definitely want some knife/gun play with Castiel on the receiving end.)

E. Teasing

Smirking, Castiel stretched, arms drawn up above his head, aware the shirt he was wearing would ride up and give a nice view of his lower stomach and hips. He groaned appreciatively as he drew the stretch out, bringing his arms down and in front of himself, head thrown back, eyes closed in apparent escasty. "Oh, god, yes."

Emily F Jones (AMERICA!) || Hetalia/Nyotalia || F/M

[libertys_lady]

1. Up against a wall.

There was just something that she couldn't help tonight. Emily had been bored and wanting all afternoon. She didn't want to go to the mall or play the new games that she had gotten from Japan. She had tried playing a few of them but that didn't help her at all. She didn't really have any work to do to help distract herself.

So what did she do? Call someone and ask them to come over to hang out for a little while. As soon as they were inside the doorway, she pulled him into a kiss as she backed up against the wall.

2. Toys: Vibrator

Emily had no clue that someone would walk in on her while she was trying to satisfy herself. The meeting had been a total wash and she didn't want to go out for drinks quite yet. She always tried to bring something with her to the hotel she was staying at during the meetings since they always lasted a few days.

She moaned softly as she moved the toy inside of her with one hand as she groped at one of her breasts with the other. She had no clue that the door to her room was opening.

---

(OOC: Open for any other scenes as well!)

1, of course!

[fakecowardice]

To say that Demyx was surprised was putting it mildly. The boy was not a leech, he didn't hang out with people with the sole intent of getting in someone's pants. Of course, he didn't mind. To say this was coming out of the blue was not true at all.

In fact, soon he was pressing her into the wall, his body pressed up against hers in a sudden fit of passion. If she invited him over for this, then Demyx wasn't going to complain.

Sam Winchester || Supernatural (pre-series/s1) || ota

[bitchfaces]

A. First Time

Sam was nervous -- and unfortunately, it showed. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, hands fisted in the sheets as he fidgeted with them, trying to look anywhere but at the other person. His heart was hammering in his chest and his breathing was uneven. Sudden weight on the bed caused him to make a startled sound and he jumped up, only just catching the hunter reflex and forcing himself to sit back down. "Sorry, I'm just... um, I've never..." Oh god. The floor really needed to swallow up him already.

B. Masturbation (Caught!)

It had been a long week, and he needed some stress relief. He'd meant for it to be quick but he got caught up in the act, in the feel of his own fist dragging up and down his cock, in the sound of his own panting breaths filling the silence. As a result he was completely unaware of the door opening just as he slid two saliva-slicked fingers out of his mouth and shifted to press them inside himself, his legs falling open on a low, needy groan.

C. The Sex Store

"Vibrating cock ring? I-- okay, no. Can we go?" Sam quickly set the package back down where he'd found it and stepped away from the display. He glanced around the store for what was easily the tenth time since they'd entered. "Seriously, do not pick that up-- eighteen inches?!" The clerk was trying not to look amused but Sam caught her glance in their direction and he ducked closer to his companion, lowering his voice to a bare whisper. "Who needs eighteen inches?"

D. Phone Sex

"I can't do this. It's... weird, okay?" Sam huffed as he shifted the phone from one ear to the other, sitting ramrod straight on the edge of his bed. He was in nothing but a pair of black boxer-briefs, but needless to say he was feeling decidedly not sexy.

A - first time, if that's alright?

[uterefelix]

"Hey, hey, hey--"

Imogen has to admit that this isn't the first time she's made someone nervous- in fact, an ability to make people nervous, usually through sheer forceful friendliness and terrifyingly headstrong nature, has come in rather handy before.

And then sometimes it's frankly a pain.

Her hands find his his and she smiles at him; she's left half her clothing on the floor, leaving her in (...zebra stripe) underwear and a skirt that would be prim if it weren't bright pink and one of her few remaining garments. "Breathe," she suggests, tone serious but her smile still there. Her accent is mostly Irish, with other influences creeping in all over the place; she has told him before that she's travelled, that that's what she's doing in America, travelling. "Relax. I promise you, you are not going to be the worst I've had. I could tell you some horror stories. Still okay with this?"

Draco Malfoy | Harry Potter | Closed to Hermione | 2.14

[pure_blood]

[This party was very dull, he found the only way he hadn't fallen asleep into his own meal was buy his flirt/bickering with Granger. She was here...and so was most of the Ministry. He noticed she hadn't brought a date... he continued to sip his forth glass of wine while ignoring some old man's stories about something he could careless about.

He was noticing how pretty she looked in the dress she had warn to this 'dinner.' Perhaps he should lay off the wine. He sneered over at her. He leaned over whispering into her ear.]

Don't fall asleep in your pudding, Granger.

[brainboxgranger]

[Okay, even by Hermione's standards this party's pretty boring. The difference between them it seems is that Hermione is at least being polite and pretending to have a good time. Finding out that Draco was there didn't exactly put her in the best of moods either.

And sitting beside him? Even worse. She resists the urge to lean away as he leans closer]

I'm not going to fall asleep Malfoy. For your information I'm quite enjoying myself...

Ron Weasley | Harry Potter | Closed to Hermione | 5.2

[master_of_mystery]

[It was the evening Ron had come and plopped next to her. His hand idly petting her knee.]

Enjoying your book?

[After a few moments of silence]

So...me and George went around Muggle shops today...

[He had something in the pocket of his trousers messing with it. How could he get her to try a device like this? she'd kill/hex/hit him for sure...not sure in which order.]

[brainboxgranger]

[Yes, her nose is in a book as usual. But she places it down as he comes in and smiles up at him]

Yes, I am. It's quite fascinating. I'll lend it to you once I'm done with it.

[Yes, she does notice you messing with something in your trousers]

Oh? Did you find anything interesting?

Rise Kujikawa | Persona 4 | F/M, F/F okay if castmate

[tofu_idol]

1. In public: School
1a: Student/Student

[Rise giggled as she and her partner walked down the corridor hand in hand, trying to look inconspicuous as they tried to find a classroom that was empty and that would remain so for a while. She knew they shouldn't be doing this, but she couldn't help it - she was in need of some excitement and this would definitely brighten her day.

Finding an appropriate room she double-checked the corridor before slipping in, pulling her partner in behind her.]

Perfect. We should have plenty of time here.

1b. Student/Teacher

[Whether it's an attempt to get her grades up, manipulation by a particularly shady teacher or true romance, the end result is the same: Rise in her teacher's office, perched on the edge of his desk as they kiss heatedly. Kissing's as far as it's gone for now, but it's a safe bet that soon it won't be enough]

2. In public: Putting on a show

[She should have known something was up when her agent had been so reluctant to give her any details of this job. All she'd known before arriving was that she was making a guest appearance at a private club. What she hadn't been told was that she was there to perform - and now there she was, on stage in just her underwear as she waited for the audience to decide who would be her co-star first. All she could hope was that they at least treated her with some consideration]

3. Toys: Sex swing

[Rise had always considered herself to be flexible, but even she couldn't have managed some of the positions that were now possible thanks to the sex swing hanging in the room. The evening had already been heated when her partner had suggested they test it out and now she was more than happy to be hooked up in whatever position he saw fit for her]

4. Other
[Open to any of the options that aren't on my no list, if none of these appeal]

I'll take 1a!

[fakecowardice]

[ A very light smile danced across Demyx's lips as he let Rise drag him into an empty classroom. He looked over his shoulder if only to double-check that they weren't being followed. Couldn't be too careful, right? He closed the door behind him and turned the lock. ]

You think so? [ His voice light and nonchalant. ] Wouldn't want anyone snooping around while we're distracted, especially anyone with a key~

Naoto Shirogane | Persona 4 | F/M, F/F okay if castmate

[shiroganefortune]

1. In public: Under the table

[It was a nice restaurant. Nothing too extravagant but still the sort of place to dress up for. And so for once, Naoto had traded in trousers for a navy pencil skirt, knee-length and modest but making an effort all the same.

Now, as they sat and waited, having ordered their food, she could feel her date's foot brush against her leg. Simple accident, or at least so she thought for now.]

2. Toys: Fucking machine

[It had taken some persuasion for Naoto to agree to this. There were few, after all, who she would allow to humiliate her and there was nothing like being naked and having a synthetic cock inside her, attached to a machine and controlled by a remote that her partner now held to cause humiliation for her. For now, the vibrations were tolerable, even enjoyable as she became used to it - but with the controls in another's hand, who knew how long that would last?]

3. Misc: Watching porn

[She hadn't been expecting company. All she'd wanted was to sate her curiosity, to see how various positions and techniques worked. She knew that pornography wasn't a realistic depiction, of course, but something obviously drew so many to use it.

Her current choice, centring on a master/slave dynamic, had definitely had an effect on her. She'd meant only to watch, but now she sat with only her shirt on, one hand fondling her chest while she used the other to touch herself. At least, that was how she sat until she heard someone walk in; immediately, one arm was across her chest while she frantically looked for the remote]

I suppose knocking would be too much to ask?

4. Other
[Any option not on the no list is fine if none of these appeal]

Erika Karisawa | Durarara!! | OTA

[rewritereality]

1. In public: Against a window

[It may have been a first floor room, but the window to the hotel room would be easy to see into from the building opposite, or to anyone who thought to look up while approaching the front entrance.

For Erika, of course, that was all part of the appeal. With her bra pulled down to reveal her breasts and her panties pushed aside as she was fucked from behind, she was very much on show to anyone who watched. And if the way she cried out and pressed against the glass was any indication, that was exactly how she liked it.]

2. Hardcore: Double penetration

[Erika grinned up at her partner, who was brandishing a brand new toy. She'd been anticipating this date ever since she'd been sent a photograph of that toy with the promise that it would be used on her now. And now it was clear what her partner was after - the toy for one hole, themselves for the other.

She crawled forward, reaching up to bring her partner down so she could kiss them, breaking only for a soft utterance]

Well? What are you waiting for?

3. Misc: Sex club

[Erika made her way through the club, seemingly just exploring, seeing what options were available. At the same time, however, she had her eyes peeled for anyone who caught her eye enough that she could enjoy the true purpose of this club with them.

For now, she found herself outside the voyeur room, shamelessly engrossed in the couple currently occupying the "stage". Though that wasn't to say that she couldn't be distracted by someone if they played things right]

4. Other
[If none of those appeal, any option is fine as long as it's not on my no list]

1... I hope this makes up for dropping the last thread, orz

[letsgopartner]

[ There was something eerily quiet about the place he found to park. Of course, that was the point. It was a window after all, even he had some reservations. He didn't want anyone to find them! But Erika was something else, and he found himself throwing caution into the wind as he pressed up behind Erika.

He held onto her hips for dear life. He was undressed from the waist down, not wanting to waste any time as he pressed Erika into the window with reckless abandon. ]

Oh man - [ He gasped for air, trying to pick up his speed. ] Oh - hnnn...

5

[nevergiveup]

Shishido practically jumped out of his skin when he heard Makoto's voice, quickly turning around to try to block the monitor of his computer with his body. He didn't know which was more embarrassing; being caught looking at pictures of women, or having them be of the woman who caught him. "Uh... nothing."

But he knew that wouldn't fly. Then again, shouldn't she be the one embarrassed instead? After all, Shishido had no idea when or where these pictures were from, and though it wasn't like he could blame anyone for wanting pictures of her, it was the principle of the matter.

So he slowly slid the computer chair to the side, revealing to her the screen with the panty shots. "Are these...?" Recent? Purposeful? As much as Shishido's mind was going haywire jumping to conclusions, he thought it best to let her explain.

Karkat Vantas | Homestuck | Aged up

[nubsmcrainey]

Fail: 5. You called me what?
[Karkat had been waiting for this, a chance to finally let out some steam in a heated kismesis situation. Just hating people in an everyday average kind of way was fine, sure, but it was only surface-level. He wanted true hatred, the kind that really gets you going.

The taunts were getting harsher and harsher, getting Karkat more and more wound up to the point where he was scratching his partner so hard he was almost drawing blood.]

You're such an asshole...


Misc: 19. Cybering via trollian.

[Slightly dazed by the light of his computer screen at night and checking around to confirm there was nobody around him, Karkat's eyes widened slightly as he felt the blood rush to his face. He didn't think he'd ever heard anything that inappropriate before through an internet chat client. He typed out a flustered reply.]

What the hell did you say???


Hardcore: Powerplay and/or forced orgasms

[He felt the anger rise up in him. This asshole was going to pay dearly for getting him so flustered, but Karkat was struggling to maintain control of the situation. Damn it he was not going to just lie here and take this kind of treatment! As a leader he should be leading things like this and being dominant. There was no way he was going to show how much he was really enjoying this.]

Get the everloving FUCK off me!

irene adler | sherlock

[ex_striking429]

H A R D C O R E   —   3   B O N D A G E   &   10   T O R T U R E   &   T O Y S   —   20   M U L T I P L E   —   ( o t a )
(( feel free to specify the kind of scene you'd like in your comment. I'm open to anything from the toys/hardcore list. ))

[ Irene Adler greatly enjoys her work. One might even say she's made a profession out of a hobby. And of course, that has its downsides, but today everything has gone perfectly smoothly. ]

[ The scene has all been prepared in advance. Money has changed hands, the client signed the appropriate forms, and now, after plenty of discussion and the implementation of a safeword, she's started to bring their wildest fantasies to life. ]

[ Her costume for today is a tight and tailored black dress, sheer stockings, and garter. Her heels are stiletto; all the better to press damning indentations into soft flesh. The riding crop she carries taps very lightly against her own leg, and her heels click on the wooden floorboards as she circles the table where her client is bound. ]



R E G U L A R   —   16   S P O O N I N G   —   ( g i r l s   o n l y )

[ Irene's eyes open slowly and she smiles a sleepy smile, looking for all the world like the cat who got the cream. There's something about waking up with a warm body held tight in her arms that is infinitely satisfying, and she leans a fraction closer, to press a kiss against the junction of neck and shoulder. ]

[ It's hard to tell if her lover is awake yet — no doubt they're exhausted from last night's activities — but she can't help letting one of her well-manicured hands wander. She loves skin, loves the way it's soft at the curves or stretches over bone. She loves the smell of her lover's hair, mingling with the perfume of iris that Irene's crisp white sheets smell of, the underlying dark note of sex. ]

Up yet, sweetheart?

[ The endearment isn't as empty as she'd like it to be, and her quiet inquiry likely means very little when her hand is wandering south. If the woman she's holding isn't awake yet, she may be about to be. ]



M I S C   —   17   T E A S I N G   —   ( s h e r l o c k / s )

[ She's been flirting by text message again. Simple things at first, no different than before. That she's thinking of him. That she wants to see him. But slowly, her texts start to become more and more sexual. ]

My client today couldn't undo a simple knot. I imagine you're like Houdini. I wonder how long I'd have you at my mercy if I tied you up?

[ Sherlock is beautiful, for a man, she'd known that the moment she saw him being lead into Buckingham palace in a bedsheet. But now Irene isn't just imagining the ways she could take him apart, fascinated by the clockwork of him, unable to work out what makes him tick. She's thinking of what he'd taste like. What he'd feel like inside her. ]

There's something so freeing about long baths. Though mine is an exceedingly large tub.

[ She may be The Woman, but she's also a woman, and unused to letting her heart lead her body, let alone to the way her heart wants, inexplicably, this infuriating madman when before it's only ever fluttered for the same gender. ]

Have dinner with me.

[imhere4theplot]

[It takes a lot to exhaust the Orion woman. Her thresholds in pain, pleasure and stamina are much higher than your average human woman but when she's finally exhausted then she's entirely gone. The woman herself is entirely out for the count asleep and she has little intention of waking up right now. A girl needs her beauty sleep after all.]

[The only indication of the slightest stirring from Gaila is a murmur that slips free quite unintentionally from her lips as she tries to bury her face in the pillow and pull the blankets closer around her. She likes to be warm, particularly on the mornings. Her bright red hair and verdant green skin make quite a contrast against both Irene and the bedsheets.]

Botan | Yu Yu Hakusho | F/M | Open to All

[ferries]

┏14. Regular: Doggy Style┛
Botan shifted on the pads of her feet, making more of her body slide up onto the desk she was currently bent over. It was a lovely antique, something she'd picked up at a flea market to decorate her new apartment in the human world. Apparently, it also had other uses.

"We only have fifteen minutes," she said, peering back over her shoulder. Knowing that she would have to be at work soon, she had already undressed from the waist down.

┏15. In Public: Elevator┛
"The back's glass, you know," Botan said sharply, her glance settling sideways in her companion's direction. This was the second time since they gotten into the elevator less than three minutes ago that their hand had rested comfortably on her ass.

She was right in that the back of the elevator was glass, but below was neither a mall nor an office building; rather, this elevator was on the far side of the building, so behind them was a cityscape. She wasn't sure if that made the roaming hand worse or better. Whatever the case, the ride was sure to be a rather long one, as they had to go up at least thirty stories.

She'd give them another story to behave themselves.

┏17. Misc: Teasing/Jealousy┛
Botan was good spirited, friendly, and modest. While she could have a little sexually playful side, straight out lewdness or perversion was usually met with her ire. Which was why it was a bit strange for her to be wearing a shirt that was a little too tight and low cut and a skirt that was just the tiniest bit too short, especially out in public. It wasn't inappropriate, per say, but it showed off her body more than her usual wardrobe. Certainly the look was inviting a few more glances from male clerks at the stores she breezed through.

"What's wrong?" She asked, tilting her head curiously at her partner as she picked up a shopping bag she'd momentarily sat on the ground.

┏Freestyle: Crossdressing/Feminization┛
"Oh, come on! Where's your sense of adventure?"

This had to have been the tenth time Botan said it, but this whole thing was taking constant coaxing. And why wouldn't it? Most guys would not be up for being made up, hair primped, and, maybe, even some girly clothes. But Botan was very persuasive, and the promise that he could do anything to her after had to be a tempting one. Hopefully, it was still a good enough carrot on a stick.

"Pucker your lips like this," she instructed, miming the expression as she moved to dig the lipstick from her makeup bag.

┏[W I L D C A R D]┛
(ooc: Any other scenario you'd like)

Freestyle... eheh

[fakecowardice]

Normally Demyx would be playful. Right now, though, he was pretty anxious. Botan was coxing him into something that, quite frankly, made him nervous. She told him that he would look good with a dress on and he can say for a fact that no one has ever told him that. He blushed when she said it. He didn't want to go along with the plan. Botan was very convincing though. Very, very convincing.

"Alright, alright," he said, sitting back with his hands on his legs. He has been counting the number of times she said those exact words too. Demyx was being a good boy though. He was being adventurous, like she had asked, and the promise she made after the fact only served to sweeten the deal. Though his definition of adventure included more explosions and less lipstick.

He puckered his lips up as she had asked. He said nothing, watching Botan dig into her bag.

Re: Tyler Lockwood | The Vampire Diaries | No non-con or fisting

[(Anonymous)]

just so you know, the giant font at the top of the meme says that blank comments aren't allowed. please make an effort to read the rules of the meme next time.