Gay Chicken Meme

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Gay Chicken Meme



R U L E S:
1. Tag in your character + fandom in the subject line.
2. Tag around! But remember, you can only tag back with a character of the same sex.
3. Congratulations! You are now playing Gay Chicken where you basically escalate sexual tension between the two of you. Flirt, touch, try to go in for a kiss, go nuts! Anything to make the other player back down.
4. The first person who makes the other back out is the winner of Gay Chicken.
5. Enjoy!

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[nicetits]

[A sound slips unbidden from her lips at that and she releases the Master's thumb, head tilting back just slightly as she drops a hand to her lower back, sliding up the hem of her shirt just enough to glide her fingers across bare skin.]

[lordandmistress]

[She gives a broad stripe of a lick along her neck as the hand on her thigh moves to lightly massage, fingertips creeping just a tiny bit higher.]

[nicetits]

[Oh, this is just plain dangerous, but the Doctor doesn't even care anymore. She makes another sound, shivering a bit at the attention. Her nails dig slightly into the Master's hips, leaving little red scratch marks.]

[lordandmistress]

[Mm. She moves even closer at that, their bodies very nearly pressed up against each other, one hand moving to toy with the rope holding the robe together.]

[nicetits]

[She closes her eyes for a moment, breathing a little unevenly as she just lets her lips brush down the Master's jawline, not quite kissing.]

[lordandmistress]

[She slips the knot undone, but doesn't do anything else with the robe yet, letting a hand run through the Doctor's hair.]

[nicetits]

[Her hands slide beneath the Master's shirt, gliding lightly across her back as she nips at the corner of her lips.]

[lordandmistress]

[Oh, well then. She slides the robe off of the Doctor's shoulder, exposing that but nothing else just yet, but her own lips move achingly close to the Doctor's. They're the scantest of centimeters away from each other, the Master daring for her to just lean in and close the gap.]

[nicetits]

[Her breath catches, and there's a moment of hesitation before she leans in to capture the Master's lips. Somewhere in the back of her mind she's vaguely aware this has turned into much more than just a game.]

[lordandmistress]

[She had a feeling it would turn into this, which is why she'd suggested it in the first place. The Doctor wasn't always predictable, but taking chances that paid off wonderfully felt good. And speaking of feeling good... The Master deepened the kiss almost immediately, sliding her tongue across her lips.]

[nicetits]

[She makes a quiet sound at that, pulling herself closer until their bodies are touching. She's much too interested in this than she should be, her body craving more.]

[lordandmistress]

[She thinks she's a bit too overdressed in comparison to the Doctor, so the Master quickly slips off her suit jacket and unbuttons her own shirt, leaving it open. The Doctor's robe is meanwhile becoming a lost cause as she pushes it off her other shoulder, starting to work on getting it completely off of her.]

[nicetits]

[She can't help but moan softly. Her brain is telling her that this is an absolutely terrible idea but the rest of her just wants more. It's not long before she's completely bare before the Master, her cheeks flushing in some embarrassment at it.]

[lordandmistress]

Don't be shy. You've got a beautiful body this regeneration, dear---bit skinny, but I like it. <small.[She smirks and slips off her own shirt, leaving her in her bra, skirt, and tights.]

[nicetits]

[She blushes again and doesn't say anything, falling back against the mattress.]

[lordandmistress]

Don't get all passive on me now. [She crawls on top of her, kissing her again deeply.]

[nicetits]

[She whines quietly at that, kissing back. Her arms wrap around the Master, pulling her tight.]

[lordandmistress]

Clothes, Doctor.. [She nips at her lips.] I'm still overdressed.

[nicetits]

Mm, because I suppose it would be too much work for you.

[She blushes slightly as she tugs the Master's skirt down and off of her.]

[lordandmistress]

I like it better when you're the one undressing me.

[nicetits]

I think that might have been a compliment. [Her hands move to the Master's back, unhooking her bra and sliding it off. She swallows, hesitantly swirling her finger around a nipple.]

[lordandmistress]

[Her breath hitches at that, and she starts moving to squirm out of her tights and underwear.]

[nicetits]

[She repeats the action, this time with a bit more confidence.]

Good?

[lordandmistress]

Oh, yes. [Her last pieces of clothing are tossed to the side.]

[nicetits]

I don't really know what I'm doing. [She smiles sheepishly]