Smut and Pics

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the  smut picture prompt meme
SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR NSFW/SMUT PROMPTS INSTEAD

i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

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[bird_on_a_wire]

Nice to meet you.

[There's a voice in Dick's head. That voice is screaming no no no no NO NO NO.]

Absolutely.

[owesdebts]

There's a decent hotel not far from here, unless you've got somewhere else in mind?

[Hotels kept it ambiguous. There was no need for one person to lay territorial claim over it. They would both be leaving whenever they felt. Made it clear from the start that it was a casual instance.]

[bird_on_a_wire]

Sounds perfect.

[Because all he's got is a hotel room of his own, under his real name. And maybe she's not the type to go checking into that, but maybe she is.]

Do you have a ride? Because otherwise it's my bike.

[owesdebts]

What a stroke of luck. I happen to like bikes.

[With a last grin, she turns to head for the exit, expecting him to follow not far behind.]

Sorry for taking a while. The weekend crapped

[bird_on_a_wire]

[Dick does just that, following close until they get outside, when he takes the lead and brings her to his motorcycle, handing her the helmet. He swings a leg over the bike and settles in.] Ready when you are.

No worries. Memes are memes ♥

[owesdebts]

[She gives it a dubious look, moving in to throw a leg over the bike behind him, her dress hitching up high on her thighs as she does. She holds the helmet in one hand, her other sliding around his side until she can get a grip on him.]

Let's blaze.

:)

[bird_on_a_wire]

[There really is no substitute for the feel of a girl's arm around you when riding, Dick thinks to himself, gunning the engine to life. The bike peels out into the street, and he skillfully slides into traffic.]

[owesdebts]

[Her grip is firm, but not like she was clutching at him in fear of falling off. Nat was pretty comfortable on a bike, and he might notice that if he took any turns; her body moved the way it should for an experienced rider.]

[bird_on_a_wire]

[Oh, he notices. Given who raised and trained him, Dick tries very hard to notice everything. Not only is the woman more than comfortable riding a motorcycle, she anticipates his more dangerous maneuvers as though she rode under the same... stressful... conditions he sometimes did. Interesting.

The trip to the hotel takes just minutes.]

[owesdebts]

[When they pull up, she takes a moment to just enjoy the feel of the rumbling motor between her legs and his body against her chest before she relaxes her grip and moves to get off. She tosses him the helmet with a wink.]

I'll go check us in.

[bird_on_a_wire]

[Dick nods, sets the helmet on the back of the bike and slips the valet a few large bills to keep his motorcycle right near the door. When he walks into the lobby, he stands and waits for her to finish up at the front desk, bouncing just a little on the balls of his feet. Dick's not nervous, he's just lousy at standing still.]

[owesdebts]

[They're signed in quickly enough under Nat's alias, the keycard being slid over to her with a discreet nod from the clerk. She takes it and gestures towards the elevators.]

Tenth floor. Need anything from room service?

[bird_on_a_wire]

[He punches the up button and leans against the wall between the elevator doors. Dick shakes his head.]

Not that I can think of. Unless you're thinking we need water. Or Gatorade.

[owesdebts]

I'm sure the mini fridge has that. So, anything I should know beforehand? Safe words? Preferences...?

[bird_on_a_wire]

[Dick pauses. Casual hookups are one thing, but this woman is interviewing him for something really interesting.]

Exactly what am I getting myself into here...?

[owesdebts]

[She held a hand up, both defensively and to show she wasn't a threat.]

Hey, I'm just making sure all the rules are on the table. Hard nos are a good thing to figure out first.

[bird_on_a_wire]

Okay, okay.

[Dick starts ticking things off on his fingers.]

No bodily fluids other than the usual. No blades or any permanent marking. No bathroom stuff. And I'm not really subby if that's what you're hoping for.