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The Intimacy Meme

The Intimacy Meme

(Shamelessly taken from... all the rest and modified!)

Intimacy is the glue of any relationship, albeit romantic or friendship. It's getting to the root of humanity, and expanding upon ourselves and letting others in.

Rules:
1. Post with your character.
2. Go to rng and roll from 1-6.
3. Post to others.
4. Profit

Scenes:
1. First Kiss. Maybe you've been harboring feelings or maybe this is random. But it feels good to be that close to someone.

2. Love Confession. You have been head over heels for this person and now it's time to try and get close to them.

3. Secrets. You've been hiding yourself from someone and now it's time to stop. They need to know the real you.

4. First Time. First time you have sex is always nerve racking, but it's in these moments that you show how much you truly care about someone.

5. Shower. Perhaps you've been together for awhile. Maybe you've told each other everything. Maybe you're just dirty and need to get cleaned up. But letting the water flow between two people is still pretty intimate.

6. Post-Coital Bed. Do you feel talkative after sex? Want to ponder the meaning of life / if you guys are more than a one-night stand? Better to do it after the deed probably.. at least your partner will be in a good mood?

7. Road Trip. Good for that bonding experiance you never had! Bad diner food and weird landmarks you never knew you wanted to see! Will it bring you closer to your friend / lover?

8. Drunk. Are you the happy or sad kind? Clingy, or flighty? Maybe you just need a hug, to snuggle close.. to whoever's around at the time!

9. Winter. What could be a better time to curl up with a book, or exchange soft words in the glow of the fire? Hot chocolate time!

10. Free verse. Did I leave something out? Want to combine? Make up your own or pick from the others.

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Dean hissed in pain as that twinge of fear turned into a full blown panic attack. He started trembling but still did everything he could think of to get away, even tried turning his head to bite the arm that held him. "Pleaes...please don't do thus. I'll do anything, just not this!"

"You sound so pretty when you beg like that," he murmured with delight as he bit down hard on one nipple. He used his free hand to slap Dean hard enough to make his ear ring when the hunter tried to bite him.

"Ah, ah, ah, I'm the only one who gets to bite here. Wouldn't want a new childe by accident. At least, not yet. Maybe later."

Dean gasped in pain, feeling his eyes begin to water but he still refused to stop struggling. "Help!! Somebody fucking help me!!". He knew nobody cared what happened to him, but of he could just get somebody in here they'd see something was wrong with Lindsey and they could get help. "Help please!". He screamed as loud as he could until his voice started to go hoarse.

"Oooh, keep doing that." Lindsey encouraged the panicking as he licked his way down Dean's chest, moving past the bleeding lines until he dug his tongue against his belly button. His tongue swirled there for a moment before he moved back up, fangs opening new lines of red along the length of the creamy white chest.

His hand reached down and fondled that warm mound between Dean's legs again. "Can't wait to taste you there... Do you remember the last time I did? I do. I never forgot the taste."

"I try to block it out.". He grit his teeth, hating the way his body automatically reacted to the attention. He tried to wiggle his legs as best he could to knock Lindsey away while his hands tried to get free so he could reach under the couch cushion. He usually kept something there, just in case. It was a small nknife but it might be enough, he just had to get to it.

Lindsey's legs curled around Dean's to lock his ankles with the hunter's, therefore once and for all stopping all that struggling. The wiggling though was rather comfortable as it humped Dean repeatedly into his hand.

Dean might be sitting on his knife, but he wouldn't be reaching it any time soon.

"You're delightful," the vampire murmured as he bit lightly on the human's nipples. The spurt of sweet blood from the hardened nubs had him rub appreciatively over Dean's growing mound. "I can't decide to take you here or take you on the bed."

"Shit!". Dean hissed, hating the way this just fed into his addiction. He glared up at Lindsey and just stopped moving all together. "Really? You lose your soul and the only thing you wanna do is rape me? That's all you want, to be so pathetic you can't find anybody to fuck you willingly?"

Those words managed to get Lindsey to make a growling noise and he actually bit down, hard, in one pectoral muscle. He sucked lightly at the gush of blood that welled out, but he soon drew back again and allowed the wound to bleed or heal as it would. "You're merely the appetizer, boy. And a reminder of who owns you." He squeezed Dean's cock hard once through the jeans then moved to start undoing the denim. "You're mine!"

Dean shouted at the pain and tried to twist his body away from Lindsey as best he could. "I'm yours cause Im stuck with you, because you're too pathetic to get with anybody who would actually like you, who wouldn't struggle if you wanted to touch them. Im sure you get off on it, but I just think its sad."

The insults were spurring on Lindsey's anger, but more than that, his passion. His own manhood in his trousers started to tent at the verbal fight Dean was putting up.

"I don't care if they want it or not... What matters is I want it!" In a sudden move that would catch the hunter by surprise, Lindsey got off to twist Dean around, flipping him, then got back on to press the hunter face down into the couch. His single handed grip on those wrists tightened in a bone bruising hold as his hand snaked down to fondle the hunter's groin getting hard beneath that body. His own could be felt as a hardness pressing against Dean's back when Lindsey stretched out over him.

"I don't know, Dean, it feels like you like me very much."

Dean growled, trying to throw his head back to catch Lindsey in the nose. "You're a guy who can't find a person who wants you to fuck them, congratulations. This is from friction dumbass, I'd never want you!". He threw his head back again, trying to ignore the crushing pain in his wrists.

He had no idea how to get out of this, he really didn't but he was not about to go down without a fight.

As good of a struggle as Dean was putting on, all that friction he mentioned was rubbing Lindsey all the right ways. It was like riding a bucking bull, all that power and boundless energy trapped between his legs, it was quite a ride.

Lindsey avoided both blows by placing his head slightly to the right of his fighting hunter, and when he laughed it was right by Dean's ear.

"Oh, you're wrong there, Deano, there's plenty who'll spread their legs for a vampire with money and power. You're privileged to be chosen. Now, be a good bitch and spread those legs." He humped sensually along Dean's back as he gave Dean a few more squeezes to make sure he was nice and hard.

"But you'd rather fuck somebody whose repulsed by you.". He was shaking again, he knew he was. His voice sounded strained but he kept talking. Finally he tried a different tactic and stopped struggling. He tightened all of his muscles and tried to go still, hoping if he stopped struggling it would be less fun for him.

((yes, Cas failed to get him out so he was in hell a year until Sam finally did the job, my Sam and I did a huge story arc with them, he sort of ended up becoming Sam's ruby. The blood bit, not the sex bit))

Lindsey frowned when Dean suddenly stopped struggling, but that only earned the hunter another smack across his head as the vampire tried to elicit some reaction from him. "I'd rather fuck what's mine, Dean. Sooner you learn that, the better it'll be."

Reaching around and down again, Lindsey started working on undoing the buttons and zipper. It was less fun, but it also wasn't enough to discourage the vampire either.

(( Ooooh. Yeah, it takes a special kind of something to throw the boys together for Wincest... most of the stories out there don't do it well enough to convince me. Anyway, I'd totally throw my normal Lindsey at him if you want to try for having two stories going at once. XD ))

His breathing was getting faster and faster until he couldn't catch his breath. He tried to keep himself from moving. "I-I'm gonna k-kill you," and he would. He'd let his guard down someday and soul or no this guy would die. His body slowly started to go limp, he couldn't get enough air and felt like he was either going to pass out or throw up.

((sure! Don't know what the story will be but why not! You on Lj?))

"Oh, yeah, let's start small with little deaths." Lindsey grinned, bearing his fangs for brief seconds before they found a new target and ripped into Dean's trembling back. He moaned at the rush of blood, pumped so full of fear yet slowly filling with endorphin, it was a heady mixture.

The human's jeans were finally undone and yanked down with boxers and all in a painful haul, baring Dean completely from knees up.

(( I am, though I haven't used it in forever because of various issues since the huge exodus. Your demon account located there?

As to the story... I usually pick Lindsey post Darla but still working for W&H, so he's all kind of messed up. Typical route is to say Dean's contracted with W&H, but I prefer the atypical one where Lindsey somehow fell across Dean's radar outside of W&H business. Maybe at Carlitas if that's possible? Lindsey's messed up enough to get into a relationship with an abusive demon.))

Dean didn't cry, he didn't so the water coming out of his eyes right now must be something else. He tried to curl in on himself as much as he could while the ragged breathing turned into coughing. He was going to pass out, at least then he could escape this.

((it is. And yeah that sounds good, demon dean is a little more flexible with his sexuality, and there's a version of him where Sam has become boyking so he kind kind of wanders wherever he wants))

Lindsey wasn't letting him get off so easy though, not when he could smell those saline drops rolling down Dean's face. "I wish I could turn you around right now, lick those tears off your face. I bet they'd be real sweet too, your blood certainly does."

Exposed and open, Lindsey's cold hand wraps around Dean's cock for a few quick pumps to make sure the erection was going nice and strong still. Eventually he let go to struggle to get his own pants off.

(( Alrighties. Hope Dean doesn't mind one handed damaged goods. He's available Here... Walking out of Carlitas? Can't be common to see humans there. ))

The way his cock reacted to the attention made him want to chop the damn thing off. The moment Lindsey's hand moved he tried to struggle again but it was a lot weaker. "Can't....can't breathe," he knew he sounded beyond pathetic but at that moment he honestly couldn't be bothered to care.

"Oh, don't be like that, I haven't even started choking you yet." Lindsey paused in his venture to remove his pants to give Dean's hair a rough ruffling. He did however shift so he wasn't putting pressure on Dean's lungs. "Bet you'd choke real well on my cock too, you gave such good head to me before. Man, you won't believe the number of things I wanted to do and say that that soul held me back from!"

Quickly removing the rest of his pants, Lindsey yanked them down then pressed his cold cock lengthwise against that bared ass crack. "Ohhh, you're going to warm me right up, won't you."

His breathing wasn't getting any better and his struggling slowed down as the world started to go fuzzy. He tried to at least clench but even that was getting difficult as he started to lose consciousness. "Please...."

Sensing that he was losing the attention of his toy, Lindsey slapped the back of Dean's head lightly. "Pay attention or I'll do this to your Sammy next," he growled. He reached around to give a nipple a tight squeeze to wake the man up.

With a grunt, he lifted Dean off the couch with a bruising grip on his shoulder to let the man have a breather.

"Now, are you going to be with me, or do I need to fuck your unconscious body then look for brother Winchester for a more lively fuck?"

"I can't...I can't," he couldn't breathe, he couldn't stop panicking...and then he mentioned Sam's name. His eyes narrowed and he craned his neck, biting as hard as he could into one of the arms that held him.

Lindsey hissed at the bite but didn't let go. His grip loosened slightly although before Dean could do anything about it, the vampire's other hand was already smacking the back of his head.

"What did I say about biting, boy? I'm the only one who gets to bite around here." As if to emphasize that point, he leaned over and sank his fangs all the way into the meaty flesh above one bared shoulder.

Dean yelped in pain but couldn't help the way his body reacted to being bitten. His breathing slowed down just slightly but he was still shaking badly.

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Tell me if you want graphic or fade to black.

It's up to you, whatever you're more comfortable with

I don't really have much limits, so you'll have to tell me yours.

I have no limits really, lol. I'm good.

XD Tell me if things get uncomfortable and I'll tone things down.

Lol, no prob. Written scenes like this before but I'm usually in the other position

That makes two of us. Actually, I usually hate topping... How the heck did we end up switched?

Haha, who knows? I usually play a demon!dean who does this

Oh, you play demon!Dean?! I always wanted to get involved with one but couldn't find a way in.

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