Lemme give you a line

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ONE LINE SMUT PROMPT MEME

Anything can be sexy if you say it the right way. Lean in close and whisper, shout it out loud, or write it in a message, just get your message out!
 

 

RULES:

• Post with your character name, canon, and prefs in the subject line
• In the body of your comment, tell us what your character just said to their partner. Don't post context, nothing outside quotation marks, just what they said and nothing more.
• Examples:
  
  • "More. Harder. You can do better than that."
  • "Bend over, honey. I'm on top this time."
  • "Tonight, I'm going to rock your world."
  • "Oh, God, I won't be walking straight for a week."
  • "I need you to lick just a little bit lower."
• Including more than one prompt is totally okay!
• Respond to other prompts that catch your eye, set up the scene with your character's reaction to hearing it. It can be pre-sex, during, or after! Assumed CR is going to be the default for this meme.

Comments

[excuseless]

Whilst most of his body is thick and tough, the thin skin under her fingers allows her to feel his heart beat. The way seeing her body, touching it, the kiss... They're not unappreciated, even if his insufferable attitude doesn't show it. It's only a short time before he's as hard as he'll ever be. Hot and slippery from the water, but the organic warmth of his body too.

"Not enough for you to to give up though," he says without a hint of denying her claim. He hates excuses and makes none for himself the same way he refuses to accept them from others. He keeps one hand on her backside, powerful fingers slowly playing with her with more certainty than she showed touching him. His other hand took her by the wrist to guide her hand. Encouraging her to explore without worry, from the head, across the shaft to palm his sack. "You want to take it from the front or behind?"

Always to the point, never with shame or hesitation.

[brightspot]

He's right, she's not turning and leaving. That kind of attitude isn't exactly new to her, it's just surface stuff, and the occasional friction isn't necessarily a turn off either. She persists, and her touch grows bolder once he's got a grip on her wrist, guiding her. She assumes he's showing her where and how he likes to be touched, and she pays closer attention to those places.

Then processes what he's asking her.

Pure thrill shoots through her just from the thought, and she pushes back against the hand along her ass, drops her forehead to his chest as she gasps in a breath, the downpour of the water making her hair stick to her flushed cheeks and neck in loose curls.

That's some choice for her to make, and yet really she already knows which way she'd like to try, knows which idea is making her wet and shivery in a way that has nothing to do with the shower. "Behind."

The fact that he's blunt actually makes that easier to admit, easier to say. If he's not going to be ashamed or hesitant about any of this, then there's no need for her to be either, right? And she tries to focus on that thought, on that logic, even if there's some lingering caution and embarrassment... Maybe more from a lack of trust then anything: even if he's hard, how can she be sure he's not just going to laugh at her?

[excuseless]

Though likely a cold comfort, Taek rarely laughed. When he did, it was usually because he was really enjoying a fight. When he had cute girls coming forward and asking to have sex with him, he didn't find it a laughing matter. His greedy desire to be admired, to be wanted, was fed and though he showed little gratitude he wanted to devour the moment entirely.

"Mmm. Good choice. Guess I'll get to see the face you make when you orgasm next time," he said, casually confirming he wasn't opposed to making this a regular thing. So long as she knew it was a possibility, she was more likely to initiate it once more and boost his huge but desperate ego all over again. Once again rewarding her for playing to his tune, Five was bodily lifted up to his lips. This kiss longer, combined with now two hands manhandling her. Squeezing harder as his tongue went deeper, fingers slacking a little as he retreated. Letting her into his mouth and out again.

He turned, so that the water now hit her body, hot drops sliding down her back to accentuate the hands on her, before he settled her down to end the kiss again. This time a little less abruptly, holding her lower lips in his teeth until a tug let him know it was time to let go. He wastes no further time complying with her request, perhaps betraying how interested he is no matter what his face says. Turning her and hoisting an arm under one of her legs, to arrange a proper angle whilst his other arm slips beneath her own to better support her and get a handful of her chest. Of course, that means both hands are in us and it falls upon her to guide him inside of her.