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[buckingham]

The Highly Inappropriate Sexual Tension Meme

Touches. Glances. Sides brushing, so close to each other. The moment is, most likely, quite, subdued, and calm. Or it could be loud and full of life, right in the middle of a vivacious party. Yet, no matter the case, your blood is pumping - no, nearly boiling with the passion bubbling between you and your companion. Unfortunately, this sexual tension is completely and absolutely out of line. Whether it be the place, the time, your relationship with the person (be that literal relation or power difference, age difference, experience difference, and so on), your own lack of knowledge, or personal convictions, you should not act on any building desires. But here's the thing about tension: it builds. It builds, and it builds, until... Well, even subtlety can come to an inappropriate head. HOW TO PLAY This meme isn't for smut, though smut is allowed. What it is for is the delicious, anticipatory build up and the dances people can do to deny attraction. Foreplay, especially creative foreplay, is encouraged. Comment with your character, canon, and preferences in the subject. In the comment body, be sure to mention if there are any squicks you have, scenarios you don't/do want to play out, and if you're okay with AUs or handwaved CR. Reply to others.

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Ignis Scientia | Final Fantasy XV | M/M Pref

[fairygodspecs]

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Yoon Bum ▻ Killing Stalking ▻ M/M

[fragilesoul]

Eren Jaeger | Shingeki no Kyojin | M/M

[preciousbrat]

Cat Grant | Supergirl | OTA

[queen_ofallmedia]

Sarah Reese | Chicago Med

[indeterminates]

Athelstan ( Vikings )

[pietistic]

Elio Perlman | Call Me By Your Name

[softpeachboy]

for water_flows

[apathofcinders]

Sokka had laughed, moving his fingers in a dancing motion before adding: "We'll just tap-dance our way to victory over the Fire Lord!" Everyone had joined in, delighted laughter echoing in the Western Air Temple, and while Zuko had struggled to calm his temper -this good-natured ribbing was something he was unused to, having grown up with a tyrannical father and a merciless sister, he understood it was the first step towards the redemption that he hoped for.

And the fact that Katara had joined in, in making fun of him, but also in giggling with the others at his expense, especially gave him hope. He had felt something between them, back in the catacombs under Ba Sing Se. A form of kinship perhaps, a bond over their lost mothers, or maybe even something more. And then he had ruined it all.

But Zuko never gave up. If he had relentlessly chased the shadow of the avatar around the world for years, he could as relentlessly chase her forgiveness. The hard part was figuring out where to start, and how to not fuck it up.

It was close to dinner time, and if the pattern held, Katara would be in the kitchen, preparing food for her hungry friends -her hungry children it seemed at times, as they all peered in the pots and pans and made nuisances of themselves. Zuko knew a thing or two about cooking, after living as a refugee with his uncle, so maybe he could ingratiate himself to her by helping her with her chores.

As predicted, everyone was underfoot in the kitchen: Momo and Aang were fighting over a moon peach while Sokka narrated the scene to Toph. "They nearly ran into Katara! She looks as mad as a boarcupine! AH! The moon peach just went flying! DUCK!"

Woo!

[water_flows]

Katara had mixed feelings and probably would continue to feel torn for the foreseeable future. Sure they had accepted Zuko but that didn't mean she was ready to trust him. To make everything worse she had been fooled once. They had shared a moment in the catacombs and he had made her feel so stupid for opening up to him. And now he was back and they were supposed to just think that now he was sincere.

Why did he have to be so good looking huh? It just made everything worse and Katara hated that she routinely found herself wanting to look at him more than strictly necessary. Before she knew it she would settle in and relax around him, laughing and joking before she could remember that she wanted to dislike him.

Tonight was no different. They were all gathered in the kitchen and she alternated between laughing and fussing at them all to get out of the way. Already she had almost dropped a large green salad on the floor. Laughing she had insisted that they all go away.

She noticed that Zuko had chosen to help rather than contribute to the antics of the rest of the brood. Perhaps she would say thank you later. Katara was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the moon peach coming her way until it was too late.

Splat! The fruit hit the front of her shirt and left a massive smear of juice. "AANG. MOMO." Katara started wiping at her shirt to no avail. "You guys," she wailed, getting on her knees to clean the floor. "Out! Out! Go sit and I'll bring food. I need to wash my shirt out."

She planned to take it off and use some soap at the sink. The room had mostly cleared as she rinsed her top. It was easy enough for her to pull the water out of it once the stain was cleared. Satisfied, she turned as she was putting it back on just to realize that Zuko had stayed and was checking on some of the dishes. She made a startled sound and quickly pulled the material over her head. She had had on an undershirt...but still.

[apathofcinders]

Everyone ducked. Everyone but Katara. The over-ripe moon peach flew through the air and landed with a wet sound on...

Three pairs of eyes widened as the fruit bounced off its unintended target and fell on a pile of clean dishes, leaving a trail of juice trickling down the front of Katara's shirt. "What happened to the peach?" Whispered Toph. "Hey, someone update the blind girl already!"

"RUN", offered Sokka as a short but effective update.

And run he did, right before Katara turned her wrath on Aang and Momo. There was no use getting caught in the crossfire. Toph followed closely behind.

Zuko, throwing caution and his own safety to the wind, chose instead to move towards the eye of the storm to investigate the state of the dishes. Luckily, while the impact had destabilized the stack of bowls, none had broken and he was setting things to right when he looked up and... the good side of his face turned a shade of red that rivaled the angry burned skin that ran from one eye to his ear.

Katara was standing there, her wet shirt in her hand, her chest covered by a thin white wrapping. If there ever was a time to distract her from what had just happened this was it.

"I didn't see anything?" He tried lamely, forgetting for an instant that he was still staring.

Real smooth Zuko.

Minako Aino | Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon

[loveme_chain]

[OTA.]

[silver_bound]

[The suite at the hotel still needed cleaning by the time that Aino arrived. So, the door was already open and the all-too-familiar trundling cart of cleaning supplies could be seen. Within, there was a silver-haired girl just beginning to tidy up around the room. It was nearing the end of her shift, and this was the last room on this floor that she had been tasked to take care of, so the light was at the end of the tunnel, as it were.

Of course, who could say what interruptions might come with a guest being here a little bit early...]

[loveme_chain]

[It was a little surprising to see the cleaning cart parked outside her door, but she wasn't going to let that bother her. Even more surprising was the presence of a silver-haired girl in a maid uniform once she'd walked inside.

Her first, irrational, thought was that it might somehow be her, but that was impossible because they'd left. Either way, she was here now and she walked in and set her bags on the bed before taking a seat on the end of the bed to watch the girl work.]

Hello~

[silver_bound]

(OOC: Sorry for the severe delay there. Should be more available now.)

[Sakuya didn't react when the girl came in initially, just going about her work professionally. She was busily dusting when Aino addressed her, before turning to smile at her quietly and curtsey, keeping her eyes to the ground.]

I'm terribly sorry to still be here. It shouldn't be too long before I'm done.

[At least she didn't seem that upset?]

Sakuya Izayoi | Touhou | OTA

[silver_bound]

[scarlet_devil]

Remilia always liked to tease her maid... thought for the most part she didn't let herself get too carried away when they were both at a party, one the vampire was hosting no less! She had been stealing glances at Sakuya all night, and now that she was becoming tipsy...

"Sakuya.... I think it's time for another drink." Not only tispy, but getting horny as well...

[silver_bound]

She really should have cut her off two drinks ago, Sakuya was reflecting as she heard the statement that came with such expectations. Her mistress could be impulsive at the best of times, and when she was tipsy, she was even moreso. Throughout the evening's festivities, she had been spending her time attending to the vampire's every need, never really paying attention when those eyes were on her. The teasing was less than usual, but of course it was. There was decorum to maintain.

"Of course, mistress. I know just the sort," she said, already having in mind something that would be better sipped than gulped. Something to keep her from overdoing it too quickly. She was already starting to pour the glass, glancing back at her, as blissfully ignorant that someone might have other thoughts on their mind as ever.

[scarlet_devil]

At least she's not full on drunk... yet. That may change soon enough. At least she's not touched Sakuya let.

"Ah, don't be too long my dear..." She'll accept whatever she has in mind... Just as long as it's strong.

[silver_bound]

"Of course, my lady..."

Sakuya was trying to avoid getting her completely drunk, but she knew better than to give Remilia watered down wine. That was just a recipe for disaster if she had ever heard of it. Soon enough, she was returning on delicate, precise steps, bowing quietly to offer the drink to her mistress before looking out at the other guests.

"Your guests seem to be enjoying themselves," she said idly, not really paying attention to any of them as she stood nearby, on hand if needed.

Re: Sakuya Izayoi | Touhou | OTA

[legitlessgrump]

Hei hadn't quite been someone who was flirtatious or took the initiative in relationships. Usually no time for it back then when he was an assassin, or hunted because he was one. As such, his expertise on such things was little, and it seemed Remi was his only teacher.

And as living here, even becoming her playtoy became common, more and more those urges started to rise in his body. Given how dominant she preferred to be, he couldn't just tease the vampire. So he set his eyes on someone else who was used to her touch: Sakuya.

They weren't too much like strangers anyway, both being used by Remi for pleasure. And given Hei's love of cooking, the kitchen was the most common spot they could meet. But rather than work on food (he made sure to make extra anyway yesterday so he wouldn't get yelled at), he moved over to Sakuya, hand rising under her maid outfit to touch her rear. All while his hot breath struck her ear.

"So, I think we might have some free time..."

[silver_bound]

She almost squeaked when she felt the fingers brushing the top of her thighs, right up next to her rear under the short skirt that she was wearing. Her spine went rigid and she glanced back at Hei with eyes that were briefly dangerous and then eased. His fingers could feel one of the barely secreted braces of knives she wore there at all times, thin and always ready too be thrown if need be.

She swallowed and inwardly sighed. It wasn't her place to judge if Remilia decided to take another toy on amongst her many, but she was privately jealous of the attention he'd received recently. Were she, Patchouli and the dragon not enough for her mistress? Still, a little variety was the spice of life, they said, though it always felt a little awkward for her to experience this kind of affection for him. After all, what if Remilia walked in?

"Is there ever free time, truly?" She took a step closer to the counter, rising to her tiptoes as she worked to finish drying the dishes, having barely avoided breaking one. "She might catch us, you know..."

[legitlessgrump]

"So what of it? She never told me no rules for this," he spoke again, fingers sliding right over the knives and back onto her skin. Something about the danger seemed to just excite him more. To be so bold like this was refreshing, something he even kind of enjoyed. It did help that Sakuya didn't stab him in the eye. "Besides, I believe she is gone for now."

The hand moved around the knives, making their way to the front of her panties, slowly rubbing his fingers against the bottom of it. For as much as he teased her though, he wouldn't do anything too rash and rough. No doubt that would be the thing to get him booted out, if not worse.

[silver_bound]

"She makes her rules up as she goes along," she warned him as his fingers continued their little exploration over her legs, up to the edge of the panties. It caused her to bite her lips and shiver a little. He might very well be right about Remilia being out on an errand, though. She'd seen Hong leaving, so she might be doing the bodyguard duties.

She blinked as she felt him teasing right around the edges of fabric ghosting under her skirt as she fought for control and very very carefully put each plate in place, her breath starting to pick up. "You... like to play with fire, don't you?" Another swallow, a bit of nervousness, but she wasn't telling him to stop.

Saren Arterius | Mass Effect

[indoctrinated]

Nico Acosta | OC | M/F

[anoranza]