/muffled make out noises

[simplememes]

SLOPPY MAKE-OUTS MEME!

It doesn't matter why, but you're either in the middle of making out with someone or you're about it. Pretty hot and heavy, too. Who knows how you got there -- that's mostly up to you. All you know is that you're not going to feel satisfied until you're flushed and barely breathing. LOCATIONS: 01. roof: maybe you were given a note, or were dragged up by the person you're currently macking on. either way, you're definitely on the rooftop of some building, away from prying eyes. 02. school/office: you might be at the office, or maybe you just finished your last class for the day; regardless of where you might be, it sure isn't a good place to be making out with someone-- oops. 03. movie theater: the go-to place for most makeouts. sitting in the back or off to the side; just make sure no one catches you! 04. backstage: maybe you won tickets to a concert, perhaps you performed or they did, maybe you even snuck in! but you're backstage somewhere for something, getting hot and heavy in the dark corners. 05. public: out for a walk, having a picnic, maybe you're swimming! but regardless of where you are, it's in public. 06. home: whether you're are at your house, theirs, or someone elses, you're getting down and naughty inside a home of some design. 07. wildcard: re-roll, combine, pick your own, or make one up! DIRECTIONS: • Post a comment with your character. • Reply to other people with your character and go to the RNG to generate a number between 1 and 7. • Match the number to the options above. • Reply to the thread starter and go from there! You can either be in the middle of a make out session or about to start; it's all up to you. • Any rating goes, but no wank, please!

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[hawkejunior]

"Good," he muttered, sounding proud of himself. Carver leaned down to meet her half way for another searing kiss, and from there everything seemed to happen nice and naturally. He found he didn't need to think about what to do or when or why-- his body was quite happy to grind down against hers as she writhed against him, nudging his cock between her legs and coming achingly close to where he wanted to be.

Isabela seemed to have a scheme to all of this, keeping him just stimulated enough to make him groan but just frustrated enough to never get anywhere with it. He was half-tempted to adjust her hips and go for it on his own, but she beat him to the punch at that, too. Carver looked almost startled to be on his back again, but the surprise faded quickly as Isabela impaled herself on him within moments.

"Maker- blighting fuck-" he gasped out, silenced by the nip at his lip. He stared at her then, apparently still a little shocked that this was still happening and that Isabela was in the midst of riding him.

"Don't mind at all," he mumbled, and experimented with rolling his hips for her.

[comingandgoing]

"Such a dirty little mouth you have," she said, delighted with his reaction. The look in those baby blues of his was one she wouldn't forget soon. She loved it when the big, muscled ones never saw it coming. Raising her arms, she trailed her hands down through her thick hair and arched up and back for him to get the best possible view of all she had to offer.

She gripped both of his hands to draw them up to her breasts. She had seen him eyeing her cleavage enough through the years to think he'd appreciate it. For her part, she was all too happy to grind down over him and meet that upward roll halfway. She licked the taste of blood from her lips and eyed all of the small ways she'd marked him so far. He wouldn't be forgetting this any time soon, either.

Luckily for him, he felt good enough to keep her distracted from more immediate talking. Her hands came to rest on his chest, nails lightly raking as she enjoyed the feeling of smooth skin over hard muscle. She flicked idly at his nipples and once again caressed over the stylized mabari, a bruise adding to the texture.

Her rhythm was demanding and anything but passive. She rode and milked him with hot, slick squeezes every time she lifted for another heavy plunge down. Her boot heels dug into the outer undersides of her ass on her bounces. At this rate, she'd have bruises, too.

[hawkejunior]

He most certainly did appreciate her guidance to put his hands on her breasts. He eagerly squeezed both in his rough palms in time with her thrusts, falling into a steady rhythm with her while still letting her drive the pace.

Maker, it had been entirely too blighted long since he'd gotten any. The Wardens were often to dally with each other when they had the chance, but the chance didn't come very often. Carver had found that one of the upsides of being a Warden was that his endurance had improved incredibly from when he was an ordinary person. Now that Isabela had got him going, he felt like he could keep this up all night long with her. The prospect of getting tired seemed very far away.

She was tight and hot, and the angle was perfect for both of them. He worked his hips so that she could easily bounce off of him, adding a little slap of skin to the intensity. There really was the sense that Carver was strong enough to thrust her right off of him if he tried to, and a sense that he was just barely at the point of holding himself back to avoid that.

Until Isabela suggested otherwise, of course.

[comingandgoing]

Sometimes she craved finesse, and games, and toys, and the strangest, most difficult positions to try to maintain, and sometimes she craved exactly this, a straightforward, eager man with the size, strength, and stamina to please her for as long as she wanted him however she wanted him. On top was a must, although there were a few different varieties they could try that she imagined he wouldn't find nearly as objectionable as the phallus.

She couldn't find the best place for her hands. She loved his chest, his shoulders, the rock hard biceps. She took turns enjoying all of them with rough skinned palms and sharp nails. She pinioned him hard enough to leave more marks and contributed to the slapping sound gleefully every time she came down to him.

By the time they broke a sweat, she was ready for a change of scenery. Without pulling off of him, she lifted a leg, twisted around, and resettled facing his feet. Now she could play with those thickly muscled legs, and he could have a grand view of her ass jiggling from how hard he rutted her.

The change of angle was intense and had her moaning and reaching up to tug sharply at her nipples, head dropping back far enough and back arching to tickle his chest and stomach with her thick hair. "I'll give you until next week to stop," she purred.

[hawkejunior]

"Might have to make me," he replied seamlessly. He reached up to take hold of her hips, squeezing and holding on for the ride as she bounced herself on him over and over again.

He spared one hand to reach up and gather her hair, brushing it up and against her back. If he didn't think it would get him stabbed, he thought about tugging on it to tease her (he still wasn't entirely positive Isabela didn't have another dagger within reach somewhere.)

Abruptly, he braced his feet against the bed. "Hold still a moment," he said. If she obliged him, he'd respond by throwing himself up into her, thrusting as hard as he could for a few seconds. It was mostly to see what she'd do, at this point.

[comingandgoing]

"Your leave will end at some point," she teased, breathless with the thrusting and voice uneven from it. The idea of Wardens bursting into her room to drag him away amused her and had her laughing. That would be a story for the barracks.

She shivered from the pleasant sensation of her hair brushing her back. It wasn't exactly surprising that he did more than lie there and take it, but it was nice to see he was up for more than just mindless thrusting, too. It gave her other ideas for later.

"All right." Curiosity was plenty incentive to go along with a suggestion to see what he had in mind. She cried out, this time not for show. Andraste's tits that was incredible. She braced herself on his thighs with a tight grip and let him fuck her unrestrained.

She didn't have the breath to tease him. All she could do was privately be grateful they had never done this before now. Warden stamina, as it turned out, was not overstated, and she couldn't have been happier about it.