Pin your smut picture prompts up against the wall

[meme_maid]

the  smut picture prompt meme
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.

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

Link to an image:   <a href=IMAGEURL>TEXT</a>

Embed an image in your reply:   <img src=IMAGEURL>

Image height and width:   <img src=IMAGEURL width=500> OR <img src=IMAGEURL height=INSERT>

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Comments

[selectiveconscience]

I'm pretty good at problem solving.

[Jessica responded with a coy grin of her own before laying back fully against the bed sheets. Her legs framing his hips. Her heart beating fast in her chest, her pulse elevated, and all of this in anticipation of what she assumed would happen next. Most guys were straightforward when it came to sex, but Matt Murdock, well, he happened to be a bit of a wild card from time to time]

[lawyerbyday]

[She was right. Matt wasn't most guys, and he took pride in being able to throw Jessica for a loop, if only because he could. It tortured him to do it, but he stilled his hips, not moving to slide into her like he very much wanted to. Instead, he lowered his mouth downward, kissing down the center of her chest and nuzzling in between her breasts.]

Me being dressed is a problem, mm?

[selectiveconscience]

Well, maybe I'd like to see you dressed in a kilt more often.

[Even now,she couldn't help taunting him in return for his suggestion that she wear skirts more often. Easy access could work both ways.

She knew he could sense her vital signs. Pulse, heart rate, all the tools necessary to know just turned on she happened to be. What he did with that knowledge was entirely up to him]

[lawyerbyday]

Since I don't do it at all, once would technically fill that need.

[Not that he would. God, that would be breezy, in ways that only a super sensitive blind man could ever understand. The constant fear of what might happen to his very important bits wouldn't allow it to happen. The Scots clearly had bigger balls than he did.

He rocked his hips down, sliding his cock along the inside of her thigh, pressing until he could feel the springy hair barely touching along the head of him, then drawing back.]

[selectiveconscience]

We'll have to compromise on that if you want me to wear skirts more often when I come over here.

[She moaned again, soft and far too sweet for someone like Jessica Jones. He came so close, just barely brushing against the slick and glistening lips of her sex only to pull back. Teasing himself just as much as her]

[lawyerbyday]

Really? You trying to argue a contract when I'm distracted?

[His hand slid down to between her thighs, cupping her crotch, a finger parting her labia to slick over wet folds, moving up to circle around her clit.]

That seems underhanded, Ms. Jones.

[selectiveconscience]

I never claimed to be a fair negotiator.

[Another moan escaped, a slight pitch louder as he circled the swollen bud of her clit. Her hips moved without her permission, arching just slightly off the bed this time. Contrary to what most women seemed to prefer, Jessica Jones wasn't a huge fan of foreplay. It was usually fast and rough, that was what got her off]

[lawyerbyday]

[Until he heard otherwise from a mouth that never seemed to have a problem voicing what it wanted, Matt was going to play slowly. He enjoyed it. He liked the idea of working a lover up, of finding what made them tick and pushing them to their actual pleasure. The notion of someone having to fake it never entered his mind, because he could tell. He could hear any heartbeat that wasn't skipping upward, feel the lack of a flush as body temperatures rose. If he was doing something that wasn't getting an effect, he'd keep trying things until he found what did.

And like it or not, her body was reacting to the way he teased her, and he was happy to continue.]