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the TRAPPED TOGETHER meme

t h e TRAPPED TOGETHER m e m e
(expanded edition; originally from memebells @ lj)

Ever wanted to tag a character yours has no good reason to know? Ever wanted your character to be forced to interact with someone they're supposed to hate? Now's your chance!

You character has been trapped somewhere-- and they're not alone. Pick the scenario(s) and genre(s) you're open to, and post with your choices and character's information in the subject line. Use the random number generator or your own discretion to reply to others' posts.

SCENARIOS:

1. TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR The old standby. You're stuck until someone can rescue you, or until one or both of you can get this box moving again.

2. TRAPPED IN AN UNDERGROUND BUNKER Maybe there's a nuclear winter, or maybe you were just exploring and wandered in here. Either way? Right now, you're stuck.

3. TRAPPED IN A CAR You were driving long-distance when your ride broke down, so now you're stuck in the middle of nowhere until else someone happens by.

4. TRAPPED IN A MALL AFTER HOURS Somehow, you managed to get stuck in the mall after closing. Maybe you fell asleep in the bathroom, or were hiding in the back of the bookstore, but now the doors are locked, and you've got the whole place almost to yourself.

5. TRAPPED IN A MAZE Entering that maze seemed like such a good idea, didn't it? Only now you can't find your way out, and you're pretty sure you're not alone in here...

6. TRAPPED ON AN ISLAND You should have known better than to trust any three hour cruise or any last minute flight over the ocean. In the chaos you've gotten stuck on a different island from the rest of the survivors (there are others, right?), but you'll probably still be close enough for rescuers to find you if you build a big enough fire. At least you have the island to yourselves... don't you?

7. TRAPPED IN THE WILDERNESS It was a great idea to go trekking out into the wilderness until you got separated from the group you were on, or you lost your map in a mad escape from something... unfortunate. If you're lucky there's a cabin to stay in. If you're less lucky, one of you brought a tent. If not... then you better get trekking home in a hurry. There're animals out there, you know.

8. OTHER/COMBO Any other scenarios that tickle your fancy.

GENRES:

i. Survival Horror
ii. Smut
iii. Gen
iv. Fluff
v. Crack
vi. Action
vii. Other/Combo

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Loki has always had the same one reaction when Sebastian talks to him like this: silence. He never knows what to say in return...partially because words don't quite suffice. At first these words of kind encouragement would annoy the Asgardian, but now it's just a violent clash of appreciation and resistance in him. It doesn't feel like pity anymore, but Loki never feels safe succumbing to Sebastian's warmth, his sincerety.

So it practically kills him when a hand grasps his, entwines in his, and he huffs a short breath through a conflicted smile.

"You're probably the one person in this universe who won't stand to see me suffer." It's meant as a light-hearted comment, but there's pain writhing deep in that hole in his chest where a heart is meant to reside.

Loki nearly jumps at the contact on his thigh but it only translates into a surprised shift and a matching chuckle. "I assure you, the only maidens I've had were for rituals, not recreation." No, Loki wasn't blinded by hormone-driven urges, typically...not to say that he had no drive, but his priorities have always been a little different than most others.

Now that he is mortal, though, he's not even sure what those priorities are.

Sebastian frowns, first at the thought of anyone still using rituals as an excuse for sex, and then because it occurs to him that Loki is saying he's never had sex for fun. And this thought has him turning his head to look at Loki, a slight smirk on his lips.

"You've never had sex for the simple of joy of having sex?"

How is that even possible? Sebastian has only actually had sex with one person in his entire life, but it wasn't just love making, he and Jack enjoyed sex for the simple of joy of having sex sometimes.

"Did you even enjoy this ritual sex?"

Yes. Loki. He's asking you if you had a proper orgasm or just went through the motions. Where is shy Sebastian now when you need him to shut up?

Loki stops and blinks at Sebastian through the darkness, a little lost. Was it a bad thing? Sex rituals were pretty key in seiðr practice, and he wasn't exactly popular with the ladies when living in Thor's shadow.

"I enjoyed it well enough; there was nothing in the means of an emotional connection, but it was for spiritual reasons nonetheless. I didn't need to seek out a sexual relationship with anyone otherwise."

It is all said with pure nonchalance, and a shrug of his shoulders. "Well, then there was that time with Svaðilfari, but that hardly counts."

"That does not count."

Oops. Sebastian is immediately sure that he did not mean to admit knowing anything about Svaðilfari. That knowledge was not something he wanted in his head to begin with. But he'd read it in several books and never even considered asking Loki if it was true. Because it didn't matter if it was true, it didn't change how he felt about Loki, and he did not need that information in his head. There were much nicer things about Loki to imagine. Things that didn't include bestiality. Even though technically Loki had supposedly been in the form of a mare...No! Not thinking about it!

"So you enjoyed sex for spiritual reasons. But what about sex for personal reasons? Haven't you ever been physically attracted to someone?"

Despite himself, Loki laughs softly at the sudden, all too knowing remark. He had expected Sebastian to have to ask who Svaðilfari even was, but it seemed that the man had done quite a bit of research on Loki in his spare time...

The amused demeanour melts away at the new queries, and thoughtfulness takes over.

"It seems that you've done quite a bit of homework while absent from my presence..." Loki winks, "but your sources are a little lacking, but who can blame them?"

Loki shifts in their shared fabric cocoon, turning to face Sebastian somewhat, whose head falls from his shoulder onto the Asgardian's upper chest. "The Hindu practitioners on this planet practiced tantric sex as a spiritual act, as well as an act of lovemaking. It had as much to do with worship as it did with physical attraction and sexual drive. What I practiced in Seiðr is not much different, except that I did not involve a significant other. It was still as personal to me as I imagine bedding your previous lover had been, just less...romantic."

The memories of being home, centuries away, pulls at his chest both kindly, and painfully. "I never really had many opportunities to seek out a lover of my own, as I kept myself very devout to my practice, which...resulted in me being less than desirable to most people. Seiðr is a craft typically taken up by women, and it is frowned upon when men take part, so while Thor had his selection of maidens, I..." Loki trails off, unsure of how to admit to having been essentially teased or gossiped about (typically behind his back; in his face people just kept a distance), so he simply shrugs indifferently. It hardly shamed him, just irritated him.

Edited 2012-08-10 17:41 (UTC)

At first, Sebastian is content with his new position. He can hear Loki's heart and it almost drowns out Loki's words. It's perfect, strong, even, hypnotic. But he is listening, taking in this new information about Loki, and growing new appreciation for the Asgardian and his people's way of life. Because in his mind Loki is an Asgardian. A God.

But Loki's half admission is upsetting. How can people not see what he see's in Loki? All this men and women's roles and what is acceptable and what is not is annoying and seriously pisses him off. If he could he would show Loki just how desirable he is.

Better than any maiden.

"Loki..."

It's a simple question out of curiosity.

"Is there a difference..."

He's having a little trouble wording it properly.

"Do you feel different..."

Just a simple question, Sebastian, so why are you blushing?

"Is your desire for sex stronger now that you're mortal?"

He's truly curious. And to test Loki's sensitivity he doesn't pinch Loki's thigh this time, he gently rubs the spot and listens for any change in the man's heart.

There is always the possibility that Loki is simply not attracted to him. Or that he's just not the type of person to respond to little touches. Perhaps he needs more stimuli before he starts to feel aroused. The end result of this will most likely be making Loki laugh at his pathetic efforts. Laughing is good, too.

It's difficult not to laugh while Sebastian fumbles for words, which is why Loki doesn't succeed in doing such. The actual question, however, leaves him in quiet surprise. His heart does very nearly skip a beat as he puts two and two togther, looking at the conversation as a whole.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were propositioning me." Sebastian, you really are transparent...but Loki sees it as an open door, a deliciously fascinating glimpse of insight to the younger man's mind. They've gone on about Loki, but Sebastian is pretty skilled at not talking much about himself. "I'll admit, it has been quite some time since I have had sex, and never for the pure pleasure of the act as it is."

Hidden in their blanket, Loki's hand slithers over to rest on Sebastian's sitting on his thigh. "If anything, it sounds like something I could certainly enjoy..."

To Hel with it all, he's stranded on this planet powerless with no regal duties to speak of. His glorious purpose now is to survive like everyone else here, to get by, to see it through to the day's end and wake up the next morning. Loki has no real priorities now, except to stay alive. There are no expectations of him, no one to let down, nothing to royally screw up. (Forgive the pun.) It's just him, existing, limited...and Sebastian, the one being in this universe sworn to keep him company.

Loki lets his head dip down, forehead meeting Sebastian's, the heat of their breath mingling and warming his skin. It's about time he let it all go and focus on something else, even if just for a little while. He's been caught up in his own plights for so long, he forgot there was a life that he was meant to be living.

Sebastian's not as controlled in his reactions as Loki can be. His heart is already starting to beat faster and feel warmer, the cold sting of the air almost feels numb in comparison to the parts of him that are warm.

It's not the first time he's thought about having sex with Loki. Ever since his dream it's hard to get it out of his mind and it creeps up on him from time to time. The man, however cold and omnipotent, is also very sexy and warm when he's not trying to be intimidating.

Sebastian corrects himself as he boldly slides his hand further up Loki's thigh, even further up searching for the hem of his shirt that he was right in thinking would look nice on the not-God. Loki doesn't have to try. He just is. And it's really a shame no one has ever gone out of their way, other than Thor, to make Loki realize he's just as desirable as his brother. More so to Sebastian.

"It's been a long time for me as well." he licks his lips and leans up, stifling a soft moan at the brush of their lips as he speaks. "I've taken a lot of cold showers because of you."

There's just a gentle hint of contact between them: a hand ghosting along his leg and to his abdomen, a tickling brush against lips, and Loki nearly closes the miniscule amount of space before he is halted by Sebastian's voice. Parted lips give way to teeth as Loki chuckles, and he lets one of his own hands move around blindly before finding Sebastian's hip.

"It begs to question how you've dealt with such a plight recently...?" Sebastian, have you been jerking off late at night while Loki has been sleeping? Or have you just suffered desperately through your spare erections, too afraid to be caught red-handed to indulge yourself? Loki almost hopes it's the latter...

Ah, is this that more-eager drive Sebastian questioned Loki about? Because he's suddenly feeling the beginnings of arousal in his groin at the mere idea of Sebastian lying in any one of those cheap, dingy hotel beds they shared during this journey, lying awake, shifting about uncomfortably with his own desire.

"Recently?"

You mean all the nights he's spent sharing a space with you, Loki, with no where to hide to relieve some of the built up tension that has been waking him up nearly every single night?

And you're laying there next to him, so close and touching in places because the bed is too small and even if he does go to the bathroom he risks waking you up.

So no. There hasn't been any dealing with his plight you evil sexy bastard!

And he's at his breaking point.

Sebastian yanks the blanket away, untangles himself from Loki and appears for intents and purposes to be climbing back into the front passenger seat. Until the seat pops up and out of the way so that he can turn around and straddle Loki's legs, facing the man finally.

"You're a bed hog. And you smell nice after a shower. And you sleep right next to me. And I have not slept more than a few hours at a time for the last couple of weeks because the only way I can get comfortable is to get close to you and touch you and then I wake up and there you are and I can't touch you the way I want."

And with each word, he's leaning closer, placing his hands against the seat on either side of Loki.

For just a moment, Loki wonders if he's set Sebastian off again (he had been awfully sensitive on-and-off in the past couple of weeks, not that Loki didn't know why) but there's a metallic crank before the front passenger seat flies upright, and-- wow, Sebastian, your ass looks good in these jeans.

And Loki imagines it would look better without them.

But the admirable ass is gone and Sebastian actually in his lap this time. It's awkward in the cramped space, but it is somehow encouraging of what they're doing, as if the walls around them are pushing them together.

Sebastian's words draw forth an awfully smug grin out of Loki, all too pleased at how mindlessly frantic the younger man has become over him. Really, what took you so long, Sebastian? Loki's hands grasp the man's hips, fingers toying with the waistline of his pants curiously, teasingly.

"Oh, it must have been so horrible for you, being so close to me while I slept...knowing we could be fucking instead, knowing how badly you wanted it." Loki's breathing is becoming heavier, his cock growing steadily harder, especially now with Sebastian in his lap. Loki leans up and connects his mouth to the side of Sebastian's throat, teeth latching on while he sucks on the flesh. It's warm and salty from sweat, and he's suddenly not feeling quite so cold anymore.

Sebastian had been preparing to give Loki a piece of his mind for teasing him and quite possibly intentionally causing him to suffer all this time.

In fact, he's almost positive the damn Asgardian planned this. At least the part where he enjoyed knowing how uncomfortable Sebastian had been all this time. He doubts even Loki could have predicted they'd be stranded in the middle of nowhere and making out in the backseat of their beat up Mustang.

But Loki's teeth, his warm lips and hot tongue and the intense pleasure that's going straight to his groin is enough to silence him. Mostly. If you don't count the gasp and deep moan that accompanies his attempt to grind down against Loki's lap, fingers gripping at his shoulders.

"Arrogant...smug...shit! Loki..."

What is it about this man that makes him curse? And feel desperate? Because there is suddenly way too many clothes despite how cold it is and not nearly enough room, but that doesn't stop him from trying to tug Loki's shirt up.

Edited 2012-08-11 10:00 (UTC)

Folds of denim shielding a hardening groin begins to press against Loki's lower abdomen, just above his own awakening erection, and he sighs heavily into Sebastian's neck over the feeling. He feels so strangely calm compared to the man in his lap, who seems to be growing deliciously frazzled...Loki grins around a section of flesh pinned between his teeth.

"Oh, you flatter me," he breathes as he releases Sebastian from his mouth, letting his shirt slide up and off of his body. The chill in the air hits him without pause, but the heavy, hot breaths between them are filling the car slowly, creating a gentle heat around them.

Loki takes Sebastian's thighs in his hands, thumbs tracing the sewn hem of the pantlegs on the innermost side, before they slide up and back to cup his ass. His hands grip the muscles there, tugging Sebastian against him for ease of rutting. Loki isn't sure if it's Sebastian's testicles his cock is pressed against, or something further back, and now all he can think about is fucking the other man like this...

Loki blindly connects his lips to Sebastian's face -- his bottom lip, actually, and there's a moment of eager nipping of teeth and lapping of tongue before he breathes out against his companion's mouth, "For all of those times your body begged you to indulge its pleasure, I will make you beg me to fulfill that request."

Oh, Sebastian thinks he might like this game. Especially when he can feel Loki's skin beneath his fingers, his thumbs brushing against nipples and hands sliding over firm muscle.

Anything to try and get Loki to his breaking point. To get their clothes off and feel Loki in all the places that ache for contact, for friction, for heat and release.

Especially when he's waited so long for this. Dreamed about this moment. Laid awake at night and fantasized about giving in and touching Loki the way he craved, the way he ached to do. And now that he's here and Loki is being so amazingly cooperative he doesn't mind giving something back. If Loki wants him to beg, then he shall beg.

So he pushes up a little on his knee's and moves his hips on the way back down, rubbing against the firmness he can feel through the confines of his jeans. One hand sliding up the back of Loki's neck to bury desperate fingers in his dark hair as he whispers against Loki's lips, "Pleeease, Loki."

Edited 2012-08-12 03:41 (UTC)

Sebastian's desperation seems to become almost...calculated in response to Loki's remark, and surprisingly, it works. His hands relax and clench over Sebastian's beautifully shaped ass in mindless eagerness, enraptured by his companion's plea, breaths coming out in sharp inhale and rough exhales.

Yeah, Loki could get used to the begging thing.

Once that hot wave of arousal has properly settled into his lap, Loki's hands find the front of Sebastian's jeans, plucking the button open easily before ripping the zipper down. Despite never having had sex with a male before, it is more comfortable for him if only because of the similar anatomy. Feeling through Sebastian's underwear at his trapped hard-on is just as exciting as a wet clit against his fingers would be, if not moreso when he knows exactly what Sebastian is experiencing, and it's remarkably similar to what Loki himself is feeling in his own lap.

"Please...what?" Loki coaxes, trailing a fingertip along the bulge fighting its way against stubborn cloth. "What do you want of me?" There's no right or wrong answer, nothing Loki is expecting to hear. As he teases Sebastian through a thin layer of cotton, Loki wants to know what is at the forefront of his mind.

Edited 2012-08-12 23:39 (UTC)

Begging is one thing, but actually saying out loud what he wants from Loki is another. But it's even more difficult to be shy about verbally asking to be fucked when Loki is touching him, sending tendrils of pleasure right through him. When he's been literally dreaming about this moment for far longer than he has admitted.

So when he answers, his words aren't planned or carefully spoken to be as seductive as possible. There is nothing playful about the way he tightens his fingers in Loki's hair and tips his head back, his breath hitching when he hisses another, "Please."

And then he's tugging at Loki's bottom lip, breath hot and heavy, his voice tinged with a little nervous hesitancy, "F-fuck me."

Because he has never actually spoken those words to anyone, not even Jack.

The answer finally comes from Sebastian, and it's much more triggering than Loki had expected. His cock throbs at those two simple, little words, and Loki growls at the sudden burst of desperation that seems to be second-hand from the man in his lap. He really didn't expect to hear those words to come out of Sebastian's lips, but...Loki has always brought out the worst in him, hasn't he?

Loki sighs as his mouth attaches to Sebastian's neck, and his hands grip at the hem of the man's pants and underwear simultaneously, tugging down to signal that they need to be removed, right now. It's been so long since Loki has found himself in a situation like this -- sex isn't something he does often -- and he's definitely feeling how long it's been very suddenly. He has never fucked a man before, but he knows what it requires... Well, first time for everything, and Loki is willing to see that this isn't the last time either.

That's more like it. Desperate, just like himself, that's how he wants Loki. Desperate and completely unraveled, so unlike his usual calm.

It's enough to ward off the chill and Sebastian would almost laugh at the way the windows are already starting to fog up a little, but he's too busy pushing up onto his knee's, trying to make room for Loki to pull his pants and boxer-briefs down, to free the ache and feel the air on his bare skin.

There's only one problem.

"Fu-wait." Sebastian is breathlessly shifting and trying to be helpful by pushing his jeans and underwear further down, over the curve of his ass, and groaning when he presses his hips forward and his cock rubs against Loki's shirt.

But he's easily frustrated by the realization that he's going to have to move if he's ever going to get his pants completely off. "Shit."

A hard tug on Loki's hair and he's leaning down to capture his lips, a nice distraction as he considers possible ways of getting out of his pants without actually having to move out Loki's lap. He's finally got the man right where he's wanted him and he's not letting him get away.

Not that Loki has anywhere to go. They're stuck int he middle of nowhere. They could fuck on the roof of the car and no one would ever know.

Watching Sebastian struggle with his pants is incredibly mood changing, and in his uninhibited state from his arousal, Loki pants out a thoroughly amused laugh before he is abruptly cut off by the other man's lips. There is not much Sebastian can do in the means of undressing in this position, and he's going to have to move...

And it's clear that he doesn't want to separate himself from the once-prince's lap, and Loki does not let that go unnoticed. It's endearing...frightfully so.

So there is only one response to that: ignore it and play it off, naturally.

A throaty chuckle rumbles out of Loki before he gently shoves Sebastian back in the gap between the two front seats, forcing him to lie back awkwardly both in his lap and out of it. Loki's hands move to the fabric bundled awkwardly about Sebastian's legs and tugs it away hurriedly to make his way between the now bare limbs.

"You always have to make things too complicated..." Loki grins as a hand slides up Sebastian's belly sensually before roughly fisting the shirt and tugging suggestively for him to return to his lap.

"Would you prefer it if I were easy?" Sebastian pants, pulling his shirt over his head as he settles himself over Loki's lap.

Somehow he doubts Loki would prefer anything to be easy. At heart, he's a warrior, a Prince, a God. But he's also a man. A very attractive man who happens to still have all of his clothes.

The shirt gets tossed somewhere in the direction of the front seat, but he's a little busy getting right back to where they had left off. Capturing Loki's bottom lip and sucking it between his teeth while he dips both hands beneath the fabric of Loki's shirt to trace every line of muscle with his fingertips.

"Easy is boring." And his words are punctuated by grinding down against the rough material of Loki's jeans where he can feel just how hard the man is at the moment. "And we both know how much you hate to be bored."

"Well, you wouldn't be the cause of quite so many headaches..." Loki's jest is responded with a kiss, full of fangs and tongue against his lip, and he returns it in kind, flicking the tip of his tongue along the man's upper lip. His hands slide up the sides of Sebastian's thighs, fingers admiring the firm muscle lining the limbs. Nothing extremely impressive to a warrior god, but certianly something to be enjoyed.

Sebastian's voice rings close to Loki's face, and he can feel the man's words on his own mouth between the kissing, but it doesn't demand his attention moreso than the feeling of the other man's naked body rutting against his still-clothed erection. Loki moans deeply, hips bucking up slightly against Sebastian's testicles, fingers gripping at his hips.

"True...so you had better keep me sufficiently entertained, if you can." Loki's lips curl into a smug smile as his hands slide over Sebastian's thighs, in between his legs...and to the button of his jeans, tugging the material's fastening apart swiftly, eagerly.

Edited 2012-08-22 02:10 (UTC)

Oh, that was a little disappointing for all of two seconds before Sebastian realizes Loki's intentions. Disappointment quickly dissolves into a deep, fire breathing dragon of arousal that makes him want to grab Loki the way the man grabbed him, and rip his jeans off.

But the space is small and he'll settle for getting Loki's pants down far enough to enjoy what's hidden beneath. For now.

"It would my pleasure." Sebastian pants heavily and forces himself to slide back just far enough to give himself some room. He grips Loki's jeans and tugs them down to reveal the flesh and skin he craves to touch and feel in places that ache with need. A bit further back, just enough to curl his back and fit himself in the space between and he's sliding his lips over the smooth head of Loki's dick, a pleasurable moan reverberating around his mouthful.

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