Sexy Surpise

[knitsock]

Sexy Surprise Waiting for You There's little better than being able to come back to the place you hang your hat. Take your shoes off. Let your hair down. Oh, but wait! You have someone waiting for you - your lover. Or somebody who clearly wants to be your lover, because... a. they're wearing something incredibly alluring. b. they're wearing nothing at all. c. either a or b, but they have their hands all over themselves, and wouldn't you like to replace their hands with your hands? No matter the case, you definitely should have come home earlier. Now, what's to do with your little gift. They're all yours, you know. Reply with your character. Include information and preferences. What role do you want to play (waiting for or walking in on)? What's the mood you're setting: sultry and saucy or sweet and wistful? Reply to others. Do a thread.

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Elijah Mikaelson * The Originals * M/F

[the_red_door]

[OOC: Kinks on profile. Prefer to be the surprised.]

Noctis Lucis Caelum * Final Fantasy XV * M/F

[noctis_caelum]

[OOC: Prefer to be the surprised one.]

Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto * X-Men films * M/F

[itriedyourway]

[OOC: Kinks on profile. Prefer to be the surprised.]

Re: Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto * X-Men films * M/F

[katpryde]

[Kats. They always take up the entire bed. If you're willing, here's her list of kinks!]

[itriedyourway]

[OOC: You bet! Would you want to play them already having a relationship, or is this a big surprise?]

[katpryde]

[ooc: I have no real preference! There are fun parts to each. ;) How about a nice flirtation is leading to this?]

[itriedyourway]

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

There were days when Erik still could not believe how far he and his mutant brethren had come. He could still remember hiding his abilities in fear, could recall the hate-filled, terrified eyes of humans as they watched what he and other mutants could do. He could still feel their anger like a prickling heat on his skin.

But even he was learning. Even he was becoming accustomed to walking in the open, with no fear of arrest or reprisal. He could simply be himself and help new generations of mutants. 

One younger ally in particular had been occupying his thoughts the most. Kat Pryde had been one of his most valuable colleagues ever since they'd met, and despite his own cynicism about such things, their chemistry was clear, although outside of a friendly flirtation, he was determined to keep the relationship more professional.

Which became a distinct impossibility when Erik stepped into his bedroom to find Kat laying in wait.

[katpryde]

[Sure thing! It looks great.]

Kat wasn't usually this forward, but she felt as though she and Erik had been dancing around the subject for a while. If she wasn't sure about it, she wouldn't be here, but...here she was.

Erik was one of the people she admired most, not only because of how far he'd come. She was the opposite of him in most ways - optimistic, fully believing that humanity could learn to live with mutants, even respect them, but she didn't have the blind faith and ruthlessness Charles had. She knew that there were lines you couldn't cross. She challenged Erik, and he seemed to like that.

She was dressed in her night clothes - a tank top and short shorts, since nudity was never a problem when you could just phase your clothes right off. Kat pushed up to sit and smiled, tucking a lock of dark hair behind her ear.

"Hey. So...surprise?"

ilima ( pokemon ) m/m

[trialcaptain]

( either role; if he's waiting, it's probably a sweet mood, and he's probably wearing something. )

Re: ilima ( pokemon ) m/m

[razzledazzlesalazzle]

[Hello again! Up for an AU where they're a little older/have moved in together? My kink list is here if you're interested. ]

[trialcaptain]

( Most definitely!! Ooh there's a lot to choose from... crossdressing seems apt, so let's go with that! How about clothed sex, hotdogging, cock/balls worship [Ilima->Kiawe], and creampie? Feel free to suggest some, too! )

[razzledazzlesalazzle]

[Sounds good! Instead of hotdogging, though, how would you feel about frotting? I've been itching to do some of that lately. ]

[trialcaptain]

( I was actually going to suggest frotting, too, so yes!!! I'm definitely down for that. )

Cool, I'll start!

[razzledazzlesalazzle]

[Home at last.

Kiawe's trip to Kanto had been an eventful one - and a good one, of course. He had met many interesting people, and seen his fair share of new Pokemon as well. But it had also been a long trip, and he had been getting a little homesick. The rest of the world is full of fascinating things, but nothing quite beats his home on Akala, or his boyfriend waiting there.

Which is why he doesn't waste much time once he gets back. Once his boat arrived in the harbor, he was only a quick Charizard flight away from home.]

Hey, Ilima - you here? I'm home!

[He asks, as he opens the door. He's expecting Ilima inside, of course, but there's always the chance that something came up at the trainer's school or something.]

Kei Tsukishima - Haikyuu!! - ota

[itsjustanaccount]

[Character info/kinklist on journal, can age up for comfort. Good as the surpriser or the surprised.]

mettaton ( undertale ) m/m

[fuckbot]

( more likely the one waiting, he's dramatic like that. kind of already not wearing much of anything, so he can be dressed up. also up for him being the one walking in on the other! kinks + some pertinent info. )

Rey | SW: TFA | OTA

[thesefirststeps]

[ooc: Either / or.]

Hades, Greek Mythology, M/F

[lordhades]

[Let's just see who wants to end up in the bed of the Lord of the Underworld.]

Re: Hades, Greek Mythology, M/F

[demi_mort]

[how about the queen of an adjacent underworld]

Leia Organa | Star Wars | M/F

[likesnicemen]

[ Either/or! ]

malcolm tucker | the thick of it | M/F

[imfuckingeverywhere]

[ More likely he's the one walking in on the surprise. ]

Remus Lupin | Harry Potter

[occultare]

[glecks]

[ It really isn’t his fault.

Lupin had the ingenious idea to put up Christmas decorations all over the house – or at least he assumes it’s all over the house (it’s not like he can tell) – for the upcoming winter holiday. But as someone who virtually near celebrates holidays (or even birthdays), Evan doesn’t understand the appeal in the slightest. He doesn’t complain, however. No point in it. Considering he is only a guest here, he couldn’t care less what Lupin does with his home. If he wants to spiffy it up with Christmas lights and a bloody Christmas tree, then he can knock himself out with it. Evan won’t exactly be assaulted by them.

For the better part of the day, he has been out at his favourite joint – an underground gay bar not too far away from here – to pass the time. There isn’t much he can do otherwise. Lupin has a job to do, so it’s not like he gets much company at his dinky little abode. He has to search for entertainment on his own; not to mention, “earn his keep” as Lupin would aptly put it. He can't loiter around the house all day. It’s simply not plausible.

He does return to the house an hour before Lupin is due to be back. Taking advantage of this time, Evan heads straight for the shower to get cleaned up. Nothing beats a hot shower after a long day out. Once he’s done, he dries himself off before he wraps the towel around his waist. He’s left his clothes in the bedroom since the bathroom is small and it can get rather clumsy in there. As he ventures out, he decides to make a quick detour to the living room where a fire is already blazing. He’s left his walking stick out there and he wants to retrieve it since he doesn’t trust Lupin not to be a shite if he sees it lying around.

As his fingers trace along the walls, Evan can feel the Christmas lights Lupin has hung up. He can even feel the warmth from the bulbs. It almost makes him want to roll his eyes. In any case, he almost makes it to the front entrance when he steps on something unexpected and it sends him falling backward. His hand shoots out to grab at anything to steady him, but what he gets instead is a fistful of Christmas lights. Next thing he knows, he’s sprawled out naked on the floor with wires tangled up all over him.

—and it’s right then that he hears the door swing open. ] Oh, bloody hell. [ It really isn't his fault. ]

[occultare]

[It's habit more than anything. Remus has never exactly been the embodiment of Christmas spirit, but once they'd left Hogwarts, James had always insisted that a few strings of fairy lights at least be strung up to remind them all of the good times and loved ones they were fighting for, and Sirius—

Well. He'd never quite managed to kick the habit, at any rate, and for some reason, the fact that he has someone sharing his space this Christmas made it seem all the more appropriate to dust off his rather sorry decorations, despite the fact that any visual effect would be entirely lost on Evan. The slender fir tree he'd set up in the corner smells nice, at any rate, permeating the little cottage with the crisp scent of fresh balsam. He hadn't much to trim the tree with aside from a few handfuls of old tinsel and the muggle Christmas lights that somehow seemed to multiply with each passing year, but all in all he can't deny that the decorations do make the dreary little cottage feel more cozy. Welcoming, almost.

He'd been careful to keep the decorations well out of the way of any main paths through the cottage, conscientious of Evan's handicap despite hinting at least several times a week that he's not above "forgetting" to push in his chair should Evan act too much of a tosser. The scene that greets him upon returning home that day is, as a result, quite unexpected.

Remus halts in his tracks as he takes in the image of Evan sprawled on the floor, completely starkers save for the unfortunate string of Christmas lights in which he's somehow managed to become thoroughly entangled. As he finds so often to be the case these days, Remus is quite thankful that Evan isn't able to see the look on his face: a mixture of mild shock and undeniable amusement that threatens to break into a full-on smirk despite his better efforts.

There's little doubt that Evan will pick up on the ill-concealed laughter in his tone, however, as he closes the door behind him and asks lightly:]

Something wrong with the placement of the lights, Rosier?

[glecks]

[ He isn’t going to live this down for a while. It’s just his luck to land on his arse naked in the middle of the lounge with nothing but Christmas décor on right when Lupin comes home. He expects the snide remark and he’s surprised Lupin doesn’t right out laugh at him. But since there isn’t much he can do to salvage his pride here, he angles his face in the direction of the bloke’s voice as he begins a slow attempt at disentangling himself from the wires. ]

Oh yes, [ he says with a smile ] I figured they’d look more brill on me. [ If his eyes weren’t closed, he would be rolling them right now. ] I tripped. You can stop spectating now. [ He flicks his hand at him, shooing him away. ] Either laugh about it now or wait until later. I don’t bloody care.

[ Why are these bleeding wires so hard to get rid of? It seems like he’s just making it worse for himself at this point. He’s going to blame Lupin for this. He’s distracting him. It won’t do him much favour to continue sitting on the ground though. He may as well try to get it off of him in another room instead of being on full display for observation.

First, he needs to fetch his walking stick. He did come out here for it. Groping the floor for the approximate location of where his towel would have fallen, Evan locates it a few inches near him. It’s time like these when he’s glad he can’t see the look on people’s faces because he’s a 100% certain Lupin’s will piss him off. ]