Don't stand so close to me.

[baitings]

+1 hardcore, x100 guilt

Part of the appeal of the (under)age difference kink, as in legal-aged characters being involved with those that are underage, is how absolutely taboo and fucked up it is in most cultures. Romance is nice, but let's be honest; it's messed up, even if there is a romantic element. And that's what makes it fun. This meme is for nitty, gritty, not always pretty side of underage. You can play the psychological angles of both sides, whether their actions makes the older party tormented for their decision, and all the filthy, dirty, guilty, and sexy facets this kink can offer. But my character is a good dude and would never _____! Well, you can always say it's a moment of weakness, they didn't think, aliens made them do it, emotions made them do it - or say fuck it, it's a meme. Make them feel guilty about it later. But my character is underage and I want them to be the older party. Age them up or play against someone younger. + Comment with your character. Include if your character is younger or older. Optionally, put their age. + Include the lowest age you're willing to play with. + Any other preferences you have should be added, too. prompts guilty - You are a terrible, loathsome person. This is awful, you're awful, it shouldn't feel so awfully good. innocence - You shouldn't find their innocence and naivety as sexy as you do. punishment - How dare that child look so alluring? They need to be punished for making self-respecting people think bad things about them. over the moon - This younger person clearly thinks you hung the moon and stars. It's painfully obvious. Is that something you would take to your advantage...at least without a second thought? spanking - They're being a little brat. They deserve a whippin'. Where things will go afterwards, who could possibly know? cherry - Is it a surprise they're a virgin? Taking that away is now on your shoulders. mold - Such soft, nubile clay to mold into your perfect, most desired lover. better than them - The ones closer to their age? They're trash. Show them what true experience can do, and they'll be hooked on you. too sultry, too oblivious - They have no idea what they're doing to you - and how the innocence is an added turn on. overdeveloped - They look like an adult and it's hard to miss. underdeveloped - They markedly don't look like an adult, and that's what you like. sneaking about - This affair isn't the kind of thing you can put out in public, so you have to be careful and not get caught teaching - Sex isn't just known, its techniques are learned. And learning needs a teacher, of course. want you to have a good time - Might as well be a fun time for all if you're doing it. addicted - No matter how much guilt you feel, how disgusting you think you are, you just can't keep away. age ain't nothing but a number - You're from a species where age doesn't matter, as you're longlived or nearly ageless. Unfortunately, the rest of the world isn't the same. incest - Self-explanatory, though almost infinitely worse than anything else here. public - There's a chance to get caught, and that is dangerous with a capital D, but the thrill is too much. humiliation - You're never too young or too old to learn humility - or sexual humiliation. my young girlfriend/boyfriend - No shame here. You're owning your sins, if you even view them as such. unexpected - Usually, men are painted as the ones going after young girls or boys. But what about women? ___ of a friend - You're a parent, guardian, older sibling, or friend of one of their friends. daddy kink, mommy kink - Can you provide them with what they've never had? true "love" - You really love them. You can't...you can't help who you love. Your intentions are good, and that counts, right? skimpy clothing - Young people can get away with it; still, it's risky to wear around you student/teacher - Because this is obligatory. reminder - School uniforms. Making out under the bleachers. References you don't get. All reminders that you aren't the same age. Maybe that excites you. pressured - You don't want to do this, you really don't...they won't stop, they say they like you, you're beautiful. dominant minor - What if the younger is taking advantage of the older? chasing the youth fountain - Being with them makes you feel younger. romantic - You'll be gentle with them, because you at least have that going for you now. BDSM - They're too young to completely understand their own sexuality. More kink isn't a good idea. blackmail - Well, well, well, you wouldn't want this to come out, would you? You'd be shamed. You'd be ruined. non-con - No frills. guardian - You were supposed to take care of them and keep them out of harm's way. What the hell have you done? jealousy - They belong to you. Not those little losers making eyes at them. anatomy lesson - It's innocent to teach them how puberty has changed their bodies. how low can you go - There's flirtation, there's chemistry, there's more, yet you're doing everything BUT penetrative sex. That counts for something. wait it out - To your credit, you're waiting until they're legal. Or trying to, but that only makes you want it more. you said you were older! - You only realized that you should have carded them when you're down and dirty. run away - To get away from those who would keep you apart, the two of you have run away together. pregnancy - They were old enough apparently, and now things have gone much too far. Will you continue even after they begin to show? Will you support them? Maybe it's your dream to see them barefoot and pregnant. W I L D C A R D

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peter parker . mcu . m/m

[amazingwebber]

[ as the younger party, obvi. ]

Kenji * OC * M/f

[thelastlizard]

[OOC: Quiet, unassuming librarian with a dark side. Info and kinks on profile. Faves: 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 11, 13, 15, 17, 23, 25, 26, 32, 34 (or dub-)]

[crickette]

Christina had always been a good girl. Her friends and foster siblings called her Cricket, as in Jiminy, because she'd been the voice of everybody's conscience since she was knee high to a grasshopper. But that didn't mean she wasn't curious. It was hard not to be at her age, with all the raging hormones, and peer pressure.

Except it wasn't her peers that she was curious about. It was the cute, quiet fellow at the library, who was always so sweet and knowledgeable when she came to him with questions about this research paper or that history report. Being a quiet sort of person herself, Cricket had been silently harboring a crush on him for a long time, but it was probably starting to show in the way she kept findig excuses to be around him, and she couldn't help but wonder what he might think.

[thelastlizard]

[OOC: Hi there! Starter looks great-- are there any of the prompts you'd like to work in?]

Naturally, Kenji had taken notice of the girl-- with that hair, how could he not at least have that impression of her? But more than that, she was one of the few teenagers he liked to see come into the library. While the rest were listless, bored, or outright unpleasant, Christina had always been a bright spark in his day.

He hoped very much that he'd been able to mask the other thoughts he had about the girl. Kenji's preferences for young women had not been what had prompted his leaving Japan, but they were certainly something he needed to keep under control.

[crickette]

[ooc: was thinking some combination of 2/4/6/7/13 with a dash of 25? cause she's probably trying to show off a little bit and get his attention.]

Kenji was probably doing a much better job of masking his thoughts than Christina, though in her defense, it was nearly summer time, so the appearance of shorter hemlines and spaghetti straps was not entirely impractical. Not that she had as much to show off as some of the girls in her glass, but she'd never seen Kenji pay those girls any attention, so she had hope. Maybe someday he would notice her the way she wanted to be noticed, even if she had to wait until she graduated.

Still, he was pleasant company. And the library was much less crowded than her foster parents' house. It was easy to get caught up in reading and lose track of time altogether.

[thelastlizard]

Yes, summertime. It was only Kenji's second time through the season here in America, and he was still not prepared for the abundance of distracting views that greeted and taunted him all day. Young women in skirts and shorts that revealed acres of leg, tops that bared their backs or plunged down to developing cleavage. There were times when he was grateful that he worked behind a desk.

It was a particularly beautiful day, the library deserted just before an early closing time for cleaning save for Kenji and Christina.

He walked over to the girl's desk and smiled. "As much as a fellow book lover as I am, shouldn't you be out enjoying the weather?"

[crickette]

Christina looked up, a warm flush spreading from her cheeks to the bodice of her flirty lttle sundress as she realized she'd been so engrossed that she hadn't heard him approach. Or that the library was practially empty except for the two of them. He probably wanted to go home and enjoy the rest of the day to himself!

"I'm sorry," she said sincerely, "I was just going to skim a few pages, but I couldn't put it down."

Katina Tarask | Super Robot Wars | OTA

[grandtheftmecha]

[ Older party, no real... lower limit on age... any prompts. ]

lydia martin, teen wolf.

[deathwailer]

( m/f preferred. / when you're complete trash for age gaps. )

Hanzo Shimada * Overwatch * M/f

[expectnothingless]

[Cross-canon/medium welcome. Faves: 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 11, 13, 15, 17, 23, 25, 26, 32]

Oberyn Martell * GoT * M/f

[itdelightsme]

[Cross-canon/medium welcome. Show canon or modern au flavors. Faves: 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 11, 13, 15, 17, 23, 25, 26, 32]

Re: Oberyn Martell * GoT * M/f

[instarkcontrast]

[ Something involving some combination of 6, 7, 11, 15, and 25? Modern au, please, since I'm much more of a book-reader than show watcher, and with basically whatever age you want for Sansa. ]

[itdelightsme]

[OOC: Can totally work with that. How about 15 years old? Let me know if this needs tweaking.]

When it first came to pass, Oberyn's brother Doran had tried to explain the complicated legal and contractual obligations that were behind things, but the whole thing gave him a headache. All that mattered was that the Martells, the most powerful family on the Mediterranean coast, were about to welcome one Sansa Stark as some kind of political refugee after the death of most of her family.

If Oberyn were to say that he hadn't had an immediate attraction to the teenager, he would have been lying. Between her red hair and ivory skin, she was beautiful and exotic among the olive skin and dark hair of the region.

In the months that had passed, Oberyn had mostly managed to keep himself uncharacteristically under control. Oh, there had been a great deal of flirting and meaningful glances and "accidental" brushes past one another in the halls. But he'd been good.

At least until the afternoon he decided to go for a swim and found the secluded pool already had a visitor.

[instarkcontrast]

While she'd mourned, at least to some degree, the passing of her family every day since her arrival, Sansa had to admit the Martell's had been gracious and pleasant hosts. Oberyn and Doran were both extremely courteous towards her, and she'd even managed to find a friend in Arianne, the girl a handful of years her senior but not so much so that the two couldn't relate.

Slowly but surely, she grew more comfortable with her life. Her family's retainer-a man she mostly only knew as 'Littlefinger'-had made certain she understood that the courtesy of her asylum was, in part, under the expectation that once she was old enough to take the family estate the Martell's would be rewarded somehow, but while Sansa often found herself dreaming of the days far back in her family history when nobles did such things simply out of a sense of justice and honor, she'd grown worldly enough after being faced with the strange execution of most of her family to be willing to accept this fact. As long as they continued to treat her well, Sansa would remember who had helped her-but it was also true that they would then, in turn, continue to help her; and allies would be important.

While things had been going smoothly with those facts in mind, there was a strange attraction to Oberyn that seemed almost certain to lead them, eventually, into trouble. She'd never been with a man before, of course, and hadn't even been quite old enough that her protective father would let her date before his death-but she'd fantasized before. And while Oberyn didn't match the men in her fantasies-those always much closer in complexion and, when it came to it, culture to her-something about him simply grabbed the imagination.

It just so happened that, if she had known Oberyn might be coming to the pool, she would have chosen a considerably more conservative bathing suit. The one that clung to her young body now was a tight black two-piece that showed off the girl's curves quite nicely, and would-in particular, at initial glance-show her shapely rear to Oberyn as she swam away from the direction he'd come in, entirely unaware of his presence for the moment.

[itdelightsme]

It just wasn't fair, Oberyn told himself. Here he was, a man who the tabloids frequently painted as a notorious Casanova, under the same roof as a beautiful, tempting, unattached girl like Sansa and keeping their interactions completely innocent (all right, almost completely innocent) and fate decided to place him there, at that moment, with her looking like that.

As it was, he found himself too caught up in watching and admiring to move either forward or backward. Instead, Oberyn stood where he was, observing the way the girl moved through the water and the way her small bathing suit accentuated her blossoming figure while exposing so much of it.

By the time she would have reached the end of the pool and turned in his direction, Sansa would catch sight of a man with a distinct light of desire in his eyes.

[instarkcontrast]

The sight of Oberyn gazing at her so lustfully was enough to make Sansa blush like, well, the maiden that she was. To her credit, the woman managed to not give too much pause even as her heart began to race slightly faster, beginning to swim back in his direction with the same measured pace she'd swam away from him.

The view wasn't quite so appealing this way, primarily due to the water line hiding any hint Oberyn might have spotted of Sansa's chest. Of course, she was still beautiful to behold-hair tied back so as to remain out of the way, pale skin glistening in the light cascaded through the pool by the cool water. By this time in the evening, direct sunlight wasn't a concern, but the makeup of the pool made sure there was plenty refracted around.

Coming to a stop at the edge closer to Oberyn, Sansa tread water as she looked up at him. Proximity hadn't done anything to dull the bright color of her cheeks, though she did offer a demure smile. "I didn't expect anybody would be joining me this evening."

Lenalee Lee * D.gray-man

[bootsweremade]

[The jailbait. 15-17. Faves: 4, 6, 7, 8, 10, 23, 30, 34, 35, 38, 42.]

[expectnothingless]

[OOC: Love all these. Any interest in Lenalee inspiring a little more intensity than she bargained for when making a move on an older guy she's crushing on?]

[bootsweremade]

[Sure! Feel free to set it up however you like.]

[expectnothingless]

[OOC: Let me know if this needs tweaking.]

When not engaging in missions with his former Overwatch comrades, Hanzo often found his time filled with teaching combat to the members of various agencies who wished to hone the martial skills of those it was sending into the field. As these classes tended to be very repetitive, Hanzo sometimes found it difficult to tell one group from another. Occasionally, there would be a particularly gifted or talented student who stood out enough to be remembered.

Lenalee Lee was one of those standouts, although perhaps not entirely for her prowess. Hanzo, despite himself, found himself distractingly interested in her, but held himself in check. Not an easy feat when his every class that involved Lenalee somehow included him using her to demonstrate grapples and holds and other techniques that brought them into proximity.

With his control wearing thin, Hanzo found himself in the training room late one night, trying to work off his frustrations when he had a visitor.

[bootsweremade]

For Lenalee it was the same. Most of the time she felt pretty guilty about the whole thing - it was simply wrong to get so distracted while she was supposed to be working hard and setting her whole mind into polishing her body, but it was so hard. She was only a young girl, facing all by herself the way the man's body felt against her on every maneuver, how it made her jolt with something she couldn't quite describe on her own.

Of course, asking her brother or friends about it was out of the question. They would only make a fuss, and in a worst case scenario take her away from his classes. So that left her to work out things by herself and that was a problem on its own. After she had decided to get back to practice alone, giving up on finding ways to curve her feelings (hoping some training would help her clear her mind), she was faced instead with a clear view of the man doing the same.

Taking a breath, she made sure to fix her uniform, cursing how the material hugged her skin in a way that only made it feel bare. Her hair was pulled back in two pigtails, and as usual, she wore no makeup beyond a bit of perfume. ... Would it be too bad to play with him? She had seen some of the girls doing things to catch the boy's attention, but... he wasn't a boy.

Still.

She pulled her zipper a little lower than usual, quietly giggling a little at the way her cleavage came to show, and grabbed a towel before stepping out into view, waiting for him to stop before going to him to offer him a towel with a girlish, warm smile.

"I wasn't expecting to find anyone else at this hour".

Sorry for the delay, the weekend completely crapped out on me

[expectnothingless]

Hanzo sighed mentally. Of course, fate would choose to put him to the test now, when they were alone and there were no other students to deflect his attentions toward. He put on a good face and steeled himself, but as he turned to face Lenalee, the usual swell of warmth he felt at her presence was magnified by the fact she had been the sole subject on his mind for some time, not to mention the tantalizing glimpse of her young flesh she'd chosen to display for him.

"Neither was I. Is there something I can help you with, Ms. Lee?"

Reinhardt Wilhelm | Overwatch | M/F

[justicecrusader]

[ I don't think there is any possible way he could be the younger party. ]

son gohan (28yo) | dbz | m/f

[professorderp]

Bakura | Yugioh OTA

[ringed_fate]

(younger party)