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So happy together

the ENTHUSIASTIC CONSENT meme

Aphrodisiacs, dubious situations, no-win scenarios, and contrivances are often the order of the day in DWRP's smut. It's understandable; after all, you need a little help getting strange bedfellows in, er, bed.

But let's go for a change in pace today. Let's skip all that and just suspend a little disbelief to have everyone fully consenting and less jaded. More than consenting, actually. This meme is about enthusiastic consent. Your character really, really, really wants to be with this person. No matter if your character is the perkiest moeblob or the most grouchy of action protagonists or the most conniving of baddies, they are super into their thread mate and equally into the act of sex.

Maybe they're even excited...but let's not push things, right?

So, that's it. That's the meme! Simple, huh? Nothing dubious, no tricks or twists.

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[He's not close enough until he starts to change his pace. Each thrust feels deeper than the last, the snap of his hips quicker and she works her hips to meet his new pace greedily. It doesn't take long for her to hook a leg over his hip, trying to feel him as deep as she can.]

V-Van...oh, Van...

[The bite draws a desperate sound from her as he takes her. Her poor bottom lip is kiss-swollen and yet again she bites it to try and keep quiet, even as she feels herself starting to slip. She almost seems to drift on the roughness and the pleasure, as she feels him look up to her.

Air leaves her in a rush, not a groan but not quite a 'huh?' - her name in that lust-rough tone cutting through the haze in her mind. She meets his gaze and watches as his teeth graze her nipple, groaning low as she arches into his mouth again. ]

[One hand finds the outside of her thigh, holding it in place over his hip. The other grips the bedclothes beneath them for better leverage as he fucks into her.

He has no more words - hell, he barely has the breath to moan. Low noises work their way out of his throat, practically punched out with each meeting of their hips.

A longer groan escapes him as she arches up toward him, and he turns the nipple in his mouth loose to briefly nuzzle into her cleavage before turning his head to give similar treatment to the other, as yet neglected, nipple.]

[He moves to hold her leg, to grip the sheets as he fucks her and she finds herself racing to the edge, pleasure heightened by the intensity. Their hips meet with a slick sound that's more erotic than it has any right to be and for a moment she shudders underneath him. Dimly, she realizes that noise that sounds so far away is the bed moving under the power of his thrusts and the thought makes her smile, lust-struck and giddy.

She follows his lead and they move together, the heat in her blood rising until he thrusts and it's perfect, so fucking perfect. Her silence is broken on a gasp that started as laugh, every breath she pants out 'yes'. It's the only encouragement she can manage so caught up in the way he just fits so, so right. The air of the room feels cool on her skin, feels cool as she feels him move to give her other breast equal treatment.]

Vanyel...

[His name sounds desperate, tone needy and wanting as she wraps her legs around him. She can't help but embrace him fully, on hand on his back and the other tangled in his hair once more. She needs to get closer the way she needs him to keep going, the barest sting of nails on skin as she pulls at his hair lightly.

It's too much and not enough all at once, especially when he starts sucking at her again and every nerve in her body goes alight with pleasure. She wants to see him, to watch his face as he fucks her, to let him see her as she gets so close, so damn close..]

Van, I need - fuck - please...

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[The hand on her leg slides a little further toward her hip, grip adjusting so that he can keep them, and his own, at the right angle to keep hitting the spot that drew that grasp out of her. He grinds his hips a little whenever they meet her, the most attention he can give her clitoris with both of his hands full.

Hearing his name gasped out in that needy tone draws a low sound from him that ends in a moan when she tugs his hair, the sound vibrating against the sensitive skin beneath his lips.

He's probably not going to last much longer himself, not at this pace - but he is bound and determined not to come first and leave her hanging. So his thrusts speed up further, hitting that sweet spot inside her harder with every thrust.

And he does raise his head, watching her face and her reactions as he fucks into her through heavy-lidded eyes - which have long since gone flat black with lust.]

[After the way he shifts their hips, each thrust feels perfect enough to keep making the little shakey gasp the first one earned. The snap of his hips make pleasure surge through her with every move and the sound of his moan against her skin goes straight to her clit.

Her hips begin to stagger out of rhythm and he fucks her right back into it as he changes the pace one more time, her breath leaving her in a sharp rush. It’s hot, the way he obeys the tug on his hair and meeting his dark, lustful gaze sends her over the edge.]

Don’t stop...please...I’m so ...

[A proper lady even now, she flushes - the color blooming across her cheeks and chest as she tries to stifle a moan. It lasts for a few thrusts at best, she knows her lust is written on her face.

Gods, the look in his eyes makes her want to beg him to come, to hear him say whatever filthy thing comes to mind as he fucks her. She looks to where their hips meet as she presses into him, trying to hold her hips still enough that he can just worry about hitting that perfect spot as he thrusts.]

Don’t stop. Fuck, don’t stop. Please. [She’s babbling a little, this close to coming feeling so much better but so much more than nervousness. Her gaze meets his and she shudders hard enough that she’s sure he can feel it, tangled up as they are. Another shudder and she tries to close her eyes against the beginning of her orgasm.]

Oh Gods, please...I want you to. Please. Please. Don’t stop, I want to feel you, feel it when you c-come, please Van

[Gods, she is close - it's written in the flush that blooms across her cheeks and down her neck, the cries she tries to stifle, the trembling that's beginning to set in, the wet sound of their hips meeting.

He barely needs to hear that stuttered admission, but it's undeniably gratifying.] I know. [He murmurs, voice low and rough with lust, and ducks his head briefly to press a wet, open-mouthed kiss to the curve of her neck.]

I can feel it, [he tells her as he meets her eyes again, tightening his grip on her hips to help her keep them still.] How close you are. And I don't intend to stop. I want to feel you come for me, on my cock-

[He can feel the first flutterings of it, the rippling of her muscles around him, and he grinds against her on the next thrust, letting the weight of his body bear down on her clit as the head of his cock strikes that sweet spot within her.]

[She moans roughly at the kiss to her neck, nodding because yes she’s so close, and yes and please. The grip on her hips earns a rough noise, a quick little buck as she enjoys the way she can feel his nails in her skin. Their eyes meet, pupils blown wide with lust and her eyes flutter for just a moment. Her hand drops from his back, grasping at the sheets under them as -Gods- he explains how he wants her to come and all she can do is answer with a litany of ‘yes’ over and over.

That last snap of his hips and the way he hilts himself sends her, gasping as she comes, over the edge. Please, please, please she begs, nearly panting and even sure what she wants besides more..]

[He fucks her through it, unable to tear his eyes away from her face as she comes. A shudder works its way down his spine at the sight of her, the sounds she makes. They way she begs him for more, even now.

That's what undoes him after just another handful of thrusts, hips losing all rhythm and just bucking against her instinctually with each shot of seed. A low, animalistic groan rumbles up from his chest, slips out of his throat unbidden - and in the aftermath, he's left panting for breath, too shaky and loose-limbed to even pull out yet.]

[His gaze feels hot on her skin, seductive in it's vulgarity. She wants him to watch her come over and over and she very nearly gives him another to watch, when she feels him spill heat within her. It's so easy when he fills her so well, so roughly and that growl - Gods, she wants to hear him do that again.

Maybe, once they catch their breath.

The silence is companionable, as they come down. Time surely drifts as they lay until Aveline chuckles. She's sure he feels it more than hears her as she moves to play with his hair a little.]

That was worth it...

[He would absolutely be good for another round once they catch their breath. Possibly even a third after that.

For the moment, though, he's not up for much more than catching his breath and waiting for the trembling to subside at least a little, purring faintly as she plays with his hair.

His forehead had come to rest in the crook of her neck, but he lifts it when she speaks, planting an elbow in the blankets so that he can prop himself up. He can't quite help a chuckle of his own as he replies] Agreed.

[She hasn't reached the point of discomfort, enjoying the feeling of him inside and over her. Still, his consideration is appreciated. The agreement makes her smile softly and she leans up to give him a soft kiss.

They both know she's not one for moderation, not in good company and with the way she smiles against his lips shows how good she thinks he is..]

We should rest...[Her tone is warm and low and absolutely unconvincing.]... shouldn't we?

[He leans into that kiss with an agreeable little hum, smiling in turn even as they break for air.]

It'd probably be wise. But... [His fingers start to slowly skim up her thigh, over the curve of her hip and waist.] I don't mind being a little unwise if you don't.

[Though he might need a minute or two before he's up for more - luckily, he has plenty of ideas for how to fill those minutes.]

[The drift of his fingers earns a pleased little sigh and she can't help but smile at him. She's not quite sated, not with him so warm and so close.]

You sound like you have an idea, Van...

I might have one or two.

[He admits, smiling back just a touch shyly. That hand moves higher still, palming her breast almost absently.]

Van...

[She at least arches a little into his touch before pouting, brows furrowing lightly in frustration. Already, his teasing isn't enough.]

Show me.

As you wish.

[He grins that rogueish grin one more time before sliding down her body until his head settles between her thighs. His tongue flicks lightly against her clit before he settles in to lap up the mix of her slickness and his own seed.]

[She misses his warmth immediately, grumbling at how cool the air feels on her skin. Still, she leans up slightly - curious at what he's up to. Her eyebrows raise, eyes meeting his as he flicks his tongue over her clit.

She watches, lips curling in a faintly dopey grin as she registers the pink of his tongue and the white ---

OH]

V-van...

[She arches a little, fingers clutching into the sheets - flushing with how hot the sight makes her blood run.]

[He watches her reactions through heavy-lidded eyes, practically purring when he spots that flush. The sound vibrates gently against sensitized skin, and he gives another teasing lap before swallowing his current mouthful.

Then he really gets to work, eyes slipping shut as he starts to clean her out in earnest, tongue fucking in and out of her the same way his cock was not so long ago.]

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