Is it Thursday? Must be Mid-Fuck!

[simplememes]

Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip the conversation and go straight for the scenario you've always wanted to experience?

In that case, rejoice! This meme was made for you.

THE RULES:

1. Post with your character in the middle of having sex.
2. Any scenario and level of description is allowed!
3. Other characters reply as your character's partner in that fuck!
4. Keep going and finish the act.
5. Go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
6. Have fun!

Comments

Oh heck yes. Please let me know if I need to change anything!

[rennotrin]

[As a note, it's been so long that I've played FFX, so I'm rusty as far as specific world building. I think ritual/magickal sex would be interesting! Ren is a bit of a switching sort of partner, but he's more of a power bottom under usual circumstances. Marking/scarification and sexual exhaustion are also awesome. I also like romance themes, but it's not necessary, since this muse just as eagerly goes with friends-with-benefits, too. My nos line up a lot with yours. :) I'd rather things be fully consensual, if that's fine with you. <3]


Living as a vagrant was no easy life, and surrounded by many for whom religion was a very prominent aspect of their lives was... difficult to swallow. It felt like the life he'd run from was only an aspect of a kitchen that was on fire.

Admittedly, the people he met were... softer. Gentler. Most of them, anyway. They even forgave him for his lack of worldly knowledge, and he did his best to retain a crash-course on the world's events that he'd missed. Ones that his parents - and the rest of his clan - had somehow managed to cover up.

It all still left a bad taste in his mouth, but it was second nature for him to keep it quiet or agree.

Meeting Seymour had been... an intriguing happenstance. Where he'd expected something strange, his mannerisms were almost calming. Like his it took away the potential intimidation that his height, or the claw-like fingers he had.

Not to mention his voice. The first time he heard it, he nearly had to excuse himself. What if Guado had enhanced senses of smell?? What if any of them could smell how turned on he'd been just by hearing him speak?

He didn't know what he'd do if-- if he had to keep running with no one to talk to. --No, that was a lie. He worried far more that he would be rejected just because of how he presented himself, compared to what he was beneath his clothes. If anyone found out.

Being alone would not be optimal, and especially hurtful, since he could feel something for the (rather beautiful, honestly!) man. He remembered always being drawn to those of a particularly masculine build. The ones that looked like they could break a person in their bare hands. At least, until they opened their mouths and called him words that even chattel would be insulted by. Thusly, Seymour was interesting. Because he didn't do that, and the physical attraction was very, very strong.

Which was why he was in the midst of kissing him, not at all deterred by the fact that his mouth barely came past the other man's chest! He was not a patient man, and his patience had finally shattered apart after these few weeks of lingering. Of not moving on. Of finally wondering if, maybe, it would be safe to stay.

And so, he'd kissed the man while the lovely summoner was sitting down, full on the mouth. It was a brief touch, as he pulled back to part from him and regard him carefully, the bright rush of blood very visible on his freckled face.

"Forgive me, if you'd rather I hadn't," he murmured lowly. "I'd been warring with that urge for some time. I... apologize for not asking first." Ah, but he didn't regret kissing him. Not a bit.