The Lovebag Meme

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THElovebagMEME

➔ Post a blank comment with your character. Name, and fandom in the subject line!
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➔ If you only want regular prompts, go from 1-10. If you do not mind the R rated prompts, go from 1-15. If you only want R rated prompts, go for 11-15!
➔ Now match that number to the theme and have your character act accordingly!
➔ Have fun!
➔ Please note somewhere if you are okay with R prompts, and be respectful of those who aren't! (IE; if you only want the PG promts, put REGULAR ONLY in the subject. If all of them are okay, put REGULAR & R! And if you only are really interested in R, just put R)
➔ And yes, this is a combination of several love memes, and grab bag memes!

THE THEMES

ONE ➔ CONFESSION: You've been admiring this person from afar, or you've been friends with them for a while. Whatever you want! Either way, you've finally worked up the courage to admit how you feel!

TWO ➔ YANDERE STYLE: I think we all know how this goes. You're sweet on your crush when they're focused on you, making them lunch with rice balls with smiles... aw... wait, are they looking at another cute person?! THEY'RE ONLY ALLOWED TO LOOK AT ME.

THREE ➔ LOVE NOTES: Send your crush personalized little love notes for them to find! Flick them at your crush, or hide them in their shoes! Draw pictures of you two kissing! Heck, even an old fashioned YES/NO checkbox note will do. But you've gotta get their attention with your written prowess! Get creative! Maybe they'll come up to you and you'll find true love!

FOUR ➔ SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN: You're locked in a closet with someone else! It can be a crush, a friend, a boyfriend, whatever! But whoever it is, you're locked in a closet with them with the intent to kiss. Will you go through with it? Will it end up in romance? Or will it end up as a B-B-B-BAD ROMANCE?

FIVE ➔ KISSING BOOTH: You're working a kissing booth, for whatever reason. Charity, for your school, or just because you got conned into it. But will something special bloom from a chance encounter with a booth guest? Or will you just be embarrassed for life, and punch your friends for getting you into this later?

SIX ➔ IT'S A DARE: You've been dared by someone to romance this specific person! You're not allowed to tell that it's a dare, and you must seem earnest. Will you be able to make them swoon from your charms? Or will you fall into love's trap, and fall head over heels for real?

SEVEN ➔ LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: You've been completely dazzled by this specific person! Your heart races, you have a cold sweat... why is this?! You simply must get to know them! Maybe it was meant to be!

EIGHT ➔ TSUNDERE STYLE: Sure, you like them, but you can't show that by being cute or cooking them lunch! No, you have to punch their shoulder and tug on their hair, of course! W-what? They're complimenting you? Try not to blush too hard, or shove them too much.

NINE ➔ IT CAN NEVER BE: You're both already taken, or you simply can't be together for some reason! Your families hate each other, your friends hate each other, or you only see each other once a year! But you don't care, you have tonight, and romance is in the air. Maybe you can break away from what can't be, just for one night of fun and love.

TEN ➔ NEVER SAY NO: You're super intent on making this person yours! You're willing to go to the extreme to garner their affections! How can they say no to extreme outbursts of love and other hard-to-ignore signs of affection? Though, it might be easier to just ask... but that's not big enough for your love!

RATED R

ELEVEN ➔ THE KISSING DISEASE: You simply must kiss this person. You have to get your lips on them somehow, anywhere, everywhere. Even if you have to push them into an empty closet and lock the door to do so!

TWELVE ➔ DRUNKEN ENCOUNTER: You both met up, drunk, and you're both feeling a little bit adventurous thanks to the booze. Are you ready to get down and dirty on a beach, or do you want to vandalize something a bit before barging into a hotel room? The choice is, drunkenly, yours!

THIRTEEN ➔ OBSESSION: You're so obsessed with this person, you want them so badly -- you're willing to do just about anything to get them. Manipulate, pretend, tie them up, make them yours! You're driven by your desire!

FOURTEEN ➔ IN PUBLIC?!: There's something about messing around in a public place, where anyone can walk in on you anytime. Try to keep quiet, the woman over in the bathroom stall next to you might hear you and your partner heating up and fooling around.

FIFTEEN ➔ HANDS: Hey, woah! Your hands just happen to keep drifting to "inappropriate places"! You might not realize it, or it might be fully intentional! Whatever it is, it's happening! Maybe your partner will simply brush you off, or maybe they'll suggest you two scadattle off to a room!

Comments

[sassywolf]

[ Derek figures there's plenty of time to worry about all of this later, assuming they don't get arrested or something, but even that would provide more time to figure everything out.

He growls at each bite, moving with each tug and pull in it's own playful way, enjoying the fact that Stiles is in control.

He grazed his nails along Stiles back, not hard enough to any damage, but just enough to leave thin pink lines that will fade in a matter of minutes. ]

[studmuffin]

[ Groaning against Derek's mouth again, his body pressing up warm and hot against his own, mouth teasing as he kisses him. ]

[sassywolf]

[ He pulls back to mumble words between each kiss, each exchange, suddenly wanting to be closer in every way he hadn't been in at least six years. ]

Stiles -- Stiles I want to - There's too much - in the way - Fuck --

[studmuffin]

You can tell when people get closer, right? [ Panted into his mouth, his hands bunching up Derek's shirt underneath his palms. ] You'd be able to tell if someone came by this way?

[ Because for some reason he just can't think about leaving. He wants Derek right here, right now, logic drowned in this fog of a brain. ]

[sassywolf]

[ He makes a small needy sound that vaguely resembles a yes, tugging on Stiles bottom lip, hands running wild over his figure because he wants to touch. Why does Stiles have to wear so many layers all the time? ]

[studmuffin]

I --. [ Whimpering lowly. ] God, Derek. I want to touch you. I want to - why do we have to be here? You should be naked. Like all the time.

[ Hands squeezing his ass a little roughly. ]

[sassywolf]

After.

[ He mumbled because he couldn't bring himself to pull away long enough to strip or change locations, instead he simply ground up into Stiles, pressing his hard on against his length with a groan. ]

[studmuffin]

[ The drag of their bodies just makes his head spin, one hand working underneath Derek's jacket to slide into the back of his jeans, fingertips scratching lightly at skin because it's something he can do. ]

After. Promise me you'll throw all your clothes out.

[sassywolf]

[ He groaned at the rake of Stiles' nails, keening into the touch as he moved his hands to fumble with the buttons and zippers causing so much trouble in front. ]

If you promise I won't get arrested for it.

[studmuffin]

I have contacts.

[ Which is a lie, but Stiles doesn't care right now, his fingers dragging over hipbones, the wall behind him scraping his back where his shirts ridden up.

His hand presses further into Derek's jeans and it's easy to wrap his hand around his cock this time, the angle awkward but his palm warm. ]

[sassywolf]

[ Derek shudders against him, moving into his hand only to realize how awkward the angle is and pull back. He glances down between their bodies, working Stiles out as well and giving his cock as small stroke. It would be nice if they could be more intimate but this isn't exactly the time or place for that so Derek settles for this instead. ]

[studmuffin]

Hey, kiss me again. [ Because he liked that, loved it, actually. So he wants more of Derek's mouth again. More of everything he can touch, greedy and helpless and his head spinning with need. ]

[sassywolf]

[ Without words, Derek kisses him again, still holding his length in his hand as he slowly pumps it crowding into Stiles space. It's lingering, but it's softer than some of the other kisses they've shared and for some reason, all Derek can think of is how much he'd love to kiss Stiles like this over a bed. ]

[studmuffin]

[ He's pretty much groping him in an alleyway but it's still good, still too hot and too wonderful, Stiles following Derek's lead and touching him the same way, hand moving against the confines of his jeans. He's kissing along his jaw, biting the bone with a hum. ]

Fuck, Derek.

[sassywolf]

[ He gives a low groan and juts his hips up into Stiles hand, nuzzling against him and not minding the biting at all. ]

Stiles, more.

[studmuffin]

[ Wrapping a tight and firm grip around his cock, moving his hand up to slide against the head of his dick. Precome smears against his fingers, sticky and glorious, helping him jerk him off easier.

It's slow, tortuous. Stiles is panting against Derek's mouth, desperate and demanding, licking his bottom lip harder. ]

[sassywolf]

[ He strokes Stiles more feverishly than before, the grip tight and rough since he really isn't using much at all to make his hand any more slick.

He licking Stiles back, combatting his tongue as he moves closer so that maybe he can grip them both in one hand. ]

[studmuffin]

[ It's the delicious kind of roughness, sparking heat into the base of his spine and making his toes curl in his shoes. He's pressing up on his toes, trying to get more leverage, trying to push harder into Derek's hand.

His own matches Derek's grip, fingers sliding over his sac and squeezing him at the base again. His fingers are rough, demanding, trying to coax noises out of Derek, trying to make him almost as crazy as he is right now. ]

[sassywolf]

[ Derek does grunt and groan, which about have way turns into a moan because jesus, he didn't think that would feel as good as it did and does. He bucks up into their grip.

He nips at Stiles mouth, grinding up against him, just wanting so much. A heat is curling and threatening to burst but keeps a rhythm, pumping them both along. ]

[studmuffin]

You sound amazing like that.

[ Panting words against his mouth. He knows he's going to have scrapes along his back later, knows that he'll have to be careful getting changed. But right now, the motion and burn are driving him insane, keeping him on the edge of blissed out wanting. ]

Fuck, Derek.

[sassywolf]

[ Derek would hold Stiles around the back so he didn't have to leave here with all those scrapes and cuts and bruises. Would, but couldn't bring himself to pull away and give up that pressure along with those slick sounds between them.

He made the attempt to lick back up into Stiles mouth because seriously, how could he still find something to say when they were in an alleyway getting off like this. ]

[studmuffin]

[ Moaning hard against his mouth, his fingers on his spare hand digging into Derek's shoulder. They need to be careful, Stiles needs to stop being so loud, but he's having too much of good time, blood boiling in his veins. ]

Fuck.

[ He presses his thumb into the sensitive spot of Derek's skin, rutting as best as he can into the other man's palm. ]

[sassywolf]

[ He moans into Stiles, bucking until he's feeling so close, too close and then -- That it, he's spilling out. A couple hot streams shoot up and the rest just leaks out with each pulse that follows.

The strokes he had been giving Stiles changed again, slowing and becoming tighter and as he came, it only served to make things temporarily more slick. ]

[studmuffin]

Yeah.

[ He whines slightly, Derek's come over his skin, nosing against his jaw for a second as he shudders. It's hot, it's desperate, and it doesn't take long, his face pressed into his shoulder as his stomach twists and gives out, joining Derek. ]

[sassywolf]

[ Derek takes a moment to breath in the mixed scent, shuddering with it and pace slowing until Stiles has emptied fully. He licks along the side of Stiles' face, not really sure what brought any of this on but right now? He can't really bring himself to regret it either. ]

Next time... In private.