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A simple assumption

THE ASSUMED CR SMUT MEME
(or the everyone knows everyone meme)
a meme for playing out relationships in medias res

As appealing as some of the in-hotel options are, plug and play random fucking of strangers can get a bit played out, especially for those who feel their characters are restricted by that concept. Of course, there's always developing a relationship between characters, yet given the come-and-go of the playerbase here, it's often impossible to find someone willing to put in that kind of effort. Anon plotting can help; that's still touchy, though. But even with all that, sometimes you just want to enjoy the relationship between characters. In fact, given the kink and the characters involved, that may just help make the scene richer. Still, assuming CR/relationships can be a big no-no in rp. What to do?

This meme takes away that worry, because this is a place to play out all the scenes that require something to exist between the characters before the bumping uglies happens. All that is taken care of for you. Just tag in and enjoy!

Here are some prompts you can use, though they are by no means binding:
1. Close friends/friends with benefits
2. Dating or lovers
3. Married, by choice or by decree
4. Alliance of convenience, or the only person available to you
5. Couple attempting to spice up their sex life by trying out new kinks
6. Allies or teammates
7. Couple attempting to conceive
8. BDSM/slave and master
9. Forbidden lovers who should never be together
10. One-sided, unrequited love
11. First time of any variety
12. Longstanding sexual tension finally resolved
13. Incestious relationship
14. Relationship with an age difference
15. Relationship with a species difference
16. Non-consensual/abusive relationship
17. Desperation sex (ie, the last people alive, the end of the world, etc)
18. Hurt/comfort sex
19. The "been together forever"/comfortable with each other couple
20. WILDCARD or come up with something more to your own tastes.

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[[ooc: This meme is pretty much the only way to bypass her bitchy side and see what she's like when she finally admits she likes someone, so anyone's welcome. Scenarios that would still have her cranky (arranged marriage ect.) welcome of course. Anything is!]]

[Aged up from the end of Blood of Olympus to the 17-20 range unless you want to go for marriage prompt.]

[Particularly interested in BDSM with small dom/big sub dynamic. Can play modern or 40s flavor. Generally prefer no Bucky for sexual situations. Open to any of the prompts otherwise aside from incest, marriage and the conceiving a child idea.]

[I don't know if you're into oc's, but your idea interests me - Andrew has never been played in a situation where he's not in control and it would be a whole new flavor for him. Maybe Steve is teaching him to give up control/learn to take orders from someone else?]

(ooc: no non/dubcon prompts, arranged and casual stuff more likely than anything romantic but that also depends on the characters. note anya is normally physically 15 - not going to deal with Marianne's spirit in her head - but I can age her up a few years for this meme.)

[ Anything casual strike your fancy with these two? Her canon physical age is fine with me, btw. ]

(ooc: two things come to mind. for cornelia I would be willing to take back what I said and involve Marianne if you are into that. if not, perhaps anya had been used to get out some of Marianne's frustrations over the years and now anya is looking to experience some of that intimacy on her own. to make her own positive memories to make up for all the mind control. would either of those work for you?)

[ I think I can pass on Marianne ~~I'd rather thread with one straight up anyways :P~~ but that second one sounds great. ]

(ooc: ~~so would I, honestly~~. do you want to do this ambiguously post-canon? )

[ ~~So would Cornelia.~~ That sounds like the easiest fit. ]

[ anya lived a simple life compared to most everyone else that forcibly retired from the britannian royal military. others became ambassadors, refugees, public servants, whereas she settled down on an orange farm with jeremiah. it was a lovely plot of land near the coast but if the ample sun didn't bake visitors alive the humidity was just as liable to choke them.

one such visitor was with them right now, taking refuge within air-conditioned walls of the modest plantation style home after a lengthy tour of the grounds. anya was bordering on eager to have cornelia here with them. it was still uncommon for her to show emotion. rarer still for that to last more than a scant few minutes at a time. ]

In here. [ she opened a door and led cornelia inside the spacious guest room on the second floor. everyone seemed tired after a long day outdoors followed by catching up after dinner. a good rest was in order. ] The shower is that way. [ anya pointed at another door within the room, which would lead cornelia to a private bathroom. no doubt she would want to rinse off the grime from the day's activities. ]

[ Honestly, Cornelia was happy for Anya and Jeremiah. Anya was young and they both had a lot of mental and emotional baggage; and while part of her held his siding with Lelouch against him, she could understand Jeremiah's loyalty.

Still, Florida was a bit rough, and while the irony of Jeremiah working on an orange farm was not lost on her, she wondered if he actually chose this career based on irony, or if it was just a happy coincidence. They both seemed well off... and it gave Cornelia an opportunity to do something physical as well. Though the heat and humidity were appalling, with Britannia's new foreign policy she simply didn't get all the exercise that conquering had provided her. No amount of sweat was worse than endless paperwork and debating.

Seeing Anya was very nice too, and the uncharacteristic enthusiasm was quite cute. ]

Thank you. I'll be quick about it.

[ She slipped into the bathroom, and began to take her shirt off - before reaching back over to crack the door open. ]

Unless you'd like to join me.

[ anya's decision came quickly. it was rare to be able to spend so much time together, and as much fun as it was being here with jeremiah, the admiration and desire for cornelia's attention lingered after her mind was freed from the geass.

she nodded, blushing faintly. ] Okay. [ ... ] I can wash your back.

[ Cornelia was fairly certain Anya would accept the offer, but she had to ask, rather than just pull her in. She smiled back at Anya, and returned to the bathroom, her shirt coming off. ]

That sounds lovely.

[ there was a flutter of nerves as she followed cornelia into the bathroom. this was still her house, as odd of a concept as that was, and there was nothing wrong about wanting to do something familiar with the older woman. still, they were just short of being peers before. anya had never really bonded with anyone before except nunnally. maybe arthur and that didn't count.

she started to shed her sticky layers upon entering. starting with her socks and grimy overalls. ]

[ A perfectly normal little home - with a princess in it who was one of the very few people who outranked her before. To be so talented at such a young age had always impressed Cornelia, although she still felt she hadn't had enough time to let it be known; she'd just have to appreciate Anya even more now.

Her shirt hung up, she took her bra off next with a sigh, breasts sagging just slightly. ]

I'll have to wash you as well, of course.

Okay. [ in an odd move, anya set her electronic diary aside. she still used it to record photos and take notes about her day, but bit by bit her dependency on the device to fill in the gaping holes in her memory played a less vital role. the fact she could be separated from it at all showed great strides in that department. ]

I mean ... I'd like that. [ the other big step for her was admitting when she wanted to do something, or when something appealed to her, instead of the detached answers she was used to giving. she continued to disrobe, having only the simplest of undergarments to deal with. her eyes were inexplicably drawn toward cornelia's body. not out of envy but out of genuine admiration. ]

[ Cornelia hoped to be of some help to Anya, of course, adjusting to her new life, and chasing her desires. ]

Lovely.

[ She looked over at Anya, eyes roaming her slender body for a moment, smiling softly at her - aware that Anya's eyes were on her.

She leaned over to start pulling off the jeans she'd gotten just for this outing. ]

[ their eyes almost met, and that is where her gaze shifted away toward the amenities. ] Shower, or bath?

[ Cute. ]

I think we can indulge in a bath.

[ Not like Cornelia takes the time for such things lately. ]

Okay. [ she says it a lot but it quick and efficient of an answer. disrobed now she moved over to the tub to crank the flow of the water on to maximum. a splash of bubble bath later, and it's already starting to form a layer of sweet-smelling foam that filled the air. ]

[ It would be strange if Anya were not still a bit terse; perhaps she'd slowly grow out of it, or perhaps that's just her nature.

Cornelia sits carefully on the edge of the tub, letting Anya set up the water. ]

That's a nice scent.

It reminds me of the flower trees from Ar— from Japan. [ the sakura trees, no doubt. she had rare opportunities to enjoy them while active there, and hasn't been back since the world got itself mostly straightened out. ]

It's good for your skin.

[ ...yeah Cornelia was still training herself to call countries their actual names too. Worthwhile, but kind of frustrating to make mistakes.

Cornelia turned and slid her legs into the water. ]

Even more necessary when working outdoors.

[ another nod from aya. it was not a dry farm, thankfully, with plenty of shade amidst the trees, but the sun still punished them so there would be be a need to scrub off the used sunscreen. she fetched a pair of loofah just for that and set them nearby.

then anya began to undo her hair from its braids. she still kept it long as ever. longer really. but jeremiah helped her put it up in such a way that it was easy to work in and that she wouldn't broil alive outdoors. ]

[ If you were in a climate that could profitably grow oranges, then you were in a climate with intense sun - and all the shade and wide-brimmed hats in the world couldn't stop that entirely.

Cornelia reached out, pulling at Anya's hair a bit to help her get it down. Sometimes just running her fingers through this long pink hair reminded her of someone else, as unfair as that was to Anya. ]

You take good care of it.

[ not entirely unfair. everyone mourned that tragedy, more so after the truth came to light. anya turned a touch pink, herself, at the feeling of that touch. she leaned into it. ] Mm. I have help sometimes.

[ There were still things Cornelia wanted to know, lost with her father, V.V., and C.C. disappearing...

Cornelia stroked Anya's hair, looking down at the girl - focusing on her. ]

I'm glad to hear that.

[ She leaned down, pressing a light kiss to Anya's forehead. ]

[ the knight seized up. cornelia's lips were soft and it is the sort of kind, loving gesture she has been lacking ever since she was a young child. she found herself sinking to her knees in the water so that she could wrap her arms around the tall woman's waist. it wasn't intended to put her face smack dab between cornelia's breasts as she hugged her but height differences will do that. ]

[ Cornelia pulled up enough to let Anya hug her, gently stroking her hair and holding her against her chest. She certainly didn't mind having her... positioned there, one hand on her and one holding onto the side of the tub for support.

She never thought she'd be one to offer comfort like this, and yet a part of her was more satisfied with making Anya happy than she had ever been as a conqueror. ]

You're soft. [ anya felt as if that muffled compliment had been voiced before but, even if so, it was worth repeating. cornelia was soft and warm and not the model of the cold, hard warrior princess everyone remembers from news broadcasts or on the battlefield. ] I like this side of you, too.

I can be.

[ ...physically as well, of course, although also still firm in all the right places; she was never going to give up that warrior's edge, not unless she lived long enough to be too old for it. ]

For special people like yourself.

Special...? [ anya was used to that kind of praise when it came to her professional skills, but never in the context of something more personal. she lacked the words of proper appreciation. as things seemed to be progressing in this direction anyway, and her face was in the vicinity, anya dared an open-mouth kiss to the soft swell of one of cornelia's breasts. her eyes were focused up, watching for a reaction, yearning for a positive one. it would be so easy to move her head just a little and kiss further in toward the woman's nipple, or even take it between her lips, if she was allowed that much. ]

[ Cornelia wouldn't have praised anything but Anya's piloting ability for so much of her life. Now, she was slowing down, taking in and enjoying more of the world and learning more about the people in her life. Anya needed support and, truthfully, so did Cornelia.

She took a shaky breath as Anya kissed her breast, licking her lips, before letting it out, her chest heaving with the deep breath. ]

Keep going.

[ Reaching up, she gently brushed her fingers through Anya's hair, comforting and encouraging. ]

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