The Meme Maid (
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bakerstreet2017-05-13 11:04 pm
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Knock knock it's smut picture promts

SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR NSFW/SMUT PROMPTS INSTEAD
i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.
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"Well, Captain, what are we waiting for?", she asked, her fingers gently tugging at his shirt, wanting him all the closer. "I've missed you ... "
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Despite the layers they were wearing, it was easy enough to strip each other down. Cassian was maybe a little eager to touch her - to feel her bare skin under his fingers. It had been too long since they've done this. He needed it - he needed her. "Jyn," he breathed out. He was on top of her - nothing, no clothing, nothing separating them.
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Their fingers, nimble although cold, were quick to remove each other's clothing, and just as dedicated to rediscovering and teasing each other, and although the tips of her fingers and toes and nose were as cold as ice, his familiar weight on top of her kept her warm enough.
It was only going to get hotter from here.
"Need you", she murmured, stroking gentle fingertips along the length of one arm. "Want you ... "
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She'd never get tired of this, not ever.
"Oh - ! Cassian ... "
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His name was a breath that escaped her lips, her pleas for him to fuck her harder barely any louder.
But she trusted, as always, that he knew what she wanted. She trusted, as always, that he'd give her what she wanted.
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He groaned when he heard his name from her mouth - the way she said it sending a shot right down to his cock.
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And the noises Cassian made for Jyn! Every one of them sent her spiraling all the deeper into the depths of her desire.
All she could manage was a softly strangled 'please', although she knew that he'd know, as he always did, just what she needed from him. He always did, after all.
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Not very likely when Cassian was so dedicated to getting her off.