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t h e TRAPPED TOGETHER m e m e(expanded edition; originally from memebells @ lj)

Ever wanted to tag a character yours has no good reason to know? Ever wanted your character to be forced to interact with someone they're supposed to hate? Now's your chance!

You character has been trapped somewhere-- and they're not alone. Pick the scenario(s) and genre(s) you're open to, and post with your choices and character's information in the subject line. Use the random number generator or your own discretion to reply to others' posts.

SCENARIOS:

1. TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR The old standby. You're stuck until someone can rescue you, or until one or both of you can get this box moving again.

2. TRAPPED IN AN UNDERGROUND BUNKER Maybe there's a nuclear winter, or maybe you were just exploring and wandered in here. Either way? Right now, you're stuck.

3. TRAPPED IN A CAR You were driving long-distance when your ride broke down, so now you're stuck in the middle of nowhere until else someone happens by.

4. TRAPPED IN A MALL AFTER HOURS Somehow, you managed to get stuck in the mall after closing. Maybe you fell asleep in the bathroom, or were hiding in the back of the bookstore, but now the doors are locked, and you've got the whole place almost to yourself.

5. TRAPPED IN A MAZE Entering that maze seemed like such a good idea, didn't it? Only now you can't find your way out, and you're pretty sure you're not alone in here...

6. TRAPPED ON AN ISLAND You should have known better than to trust any three hour cruise or any last minute flight over the ocean. In the chaos you've gotten stuck on a different island from the rest of the survivors (there are others, right?), but you'll probably still be close enough for rescuers to find you if you build a big enough fire. At least you have the island to yourselves... don't you?

7. TRAPPED IN THE WILDERNESS It was a great idea to go trekking out into the wilderness until you got separated from the group you were on, or you lost your map in a mad escape from something... unfortunate. If you're lucky there's a cabin to stay in. If you're less lucky, one of you brought a tent. If not... then you better get trekking home in a hurry. There're animals out there, you know.

8. OTHER/COMBO Any other scenarios that tickle your fancy.

GENRES:

i. Survival Horror
ii. Smut
iii. Gen
iv. Fluff
v. Crack
vi. Action
vii. Other/Combo

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[murmurs it against her neck, distracting her from his real intent, which is sliding both hands under her dress. Warm fingertips stroke gently at her skin for a moment before he pulls back, stripping her of her dress in one fluid motion.

Lea tosses it into the driver's seat, let's his gaze slide over her. It only lasts a few moments before he's leaning in again, pressing his lips to newly bared skin.

As his hands stroke at her thighs, he starts to notice that his pants are becoming... uncomfortably tight.]

[And to think she was so concerned about saying that much.

Her dress comes off quicker and easier than she could have ever anticipated and so in less than a few seconds Namine has two scraps of clothing left to her body. So much for trusting that fabric, it was clearly unreliable.

There is a slight hitch in her breath, the realization that he is seeing more of her than anyone else ever has. Of course it is a little scary but more then that Namine is quietly thrilled, her fingers tugging at his clothes, aiming to get them off. It isn't fair for him to have so much on when she has so little and there is only one way to fix that.

With surprising composure one hand eases between their bodies to snap open the button of his pants. If they're uncomfortable then they aren't useful anymore.]

[he's just gotten to the top of her breasts, still hidden by the delicate lace of her bra, when he finally relinquishes his shit. He shrugs out of it as fast as possible, exhaling as the cooler air hits his heated skin. Now they're a little more even.

Lea pushes one strap off her shoulder before he realizes she's going for his pants. With a light groan, he shifts his hips, spreading his legs wider in encouragement. He doesn't quite help her out, assuming she'll get to it on her own time. Just hopefully it'll be before his cock gets fully hard and those pants become unbearable.

In the meanwhile, fingertips trace her skin, teasing between her breasts, over her stomach, up her thighs...somehow with her dress off it seems like there's more of her. More to touch, to hold onto.

For the first time - and more because he's never really thought about it much before - he realizes that she's really...beautiful.]

[A little more, and as more comes off, Lea might catch a satisfied smile on her face, even if it is a little brief.

She will, right now there is a definite art form to touching him through the fabric without dislodging herself from his lap or bumping into a part of the car. He is still warmer than her and Namine adores the heat, the fingers of her still free hand tracing over his chest and stomach just to feel.

Namine has always known he was gorgeous from the moment they first met. The only thing that has changed in the intricacies, the little specifics of it. He has gone from unattainable, far off and so hot that he becomes cold all over again, to something deeper and stable and no less untamed. He is fundamentally different from her and it's fascinated her, yanked her closer whether she wanted that or not.

Right now she certainly wants it. Lea teases and Namine shivers, the only reason she doesn't ask for more is because she wouldn't know how to.]

[the efforts of her hands draw soft, appreciative little grunts and hisses from his lips. Once or twice his hips buck slightly, clearly seeking out more of that wonderful friction.

He's been noticing her more lately, and not just because they've been spening a little more time together recently. It was first in the way she moved - more sure of herself, but it'd been something about the way her hips swung that he'd first noticed. A day or two later she'd turned around, and he'd noticed the softness of her lips, her hair slipping from one bare shoulder. Then it'd been the line of her neck...and just earlier that day he'd found himself flicking his eyes to her breasts. It hadn't really been that he'd really dwelt on it much, but the fact that she'd grown into her more womanly figure certainly hadn't escaped his notice.

There's an ease about her as well. Even if no small part of him still feels guilty for what was done to her, she has a warmth of her own that he finds soothing to be near.

Right now, though, she's anything but soothing, mostly naked on his lap and rubbing his arousal through his pants.

Lea gives her a heated look, slides his hands around her back to finger the clasp of her bra.]

Can I?

[There is a rush of pleasure, pure excitement beating through her chest when she hears that. It doesn't occur to Namine to tease, her first reaction is to give more and so that is what she does, focusing on his responses and getting an idea of what he wants, what he likes.

Said changes don't register to Namine by the simple virtue that one is hardly aware of their own change. Of course her confidence has grown in strides but that was inevitable. But remaining gentle and kind, only stern when absolutely needed and preferring simplicity are inherent traits. Ones that she had figured weren't appealing to him but it is so good to be proved wrong.

Soothing can wait until a later time, they've got the whole night. Maybe more.]

Yes.

[One honest and simple word as she unzips his pants, tugs at them with both hands. Her bra for his pants, that is the trade off.]

[that seems a fair enough trade to him, so he fiddles with the clasp for a couple of moments until he works it off before wiggling his hips to help her tug his pants down. He groans, his half hard cock finally freed from its clothed confines. Much better.

Her bra comes next as he pulls it carefully away from her, sliding the straps down off her arms and tossing it over to join her dress. Lea feels his mouth go a little dry as he looks at her, soft pink nipples standing out against her creamy skin. Almost like he doesn't believe she's real, he slides his hand up her stomach, fingertips brushing the curve of one breast before cupping it gently in his palm. It feels...heavy, but her skin is so soft as he rubs his thumb over the nipple, rubbing it until the little nub hardens.

Her skin almost seems to glow in the soft light filtering in the windows, giving her a near ethereal look. His eyes slide over her, catch her pale blue ones, and he feels like he must be in some kind of trance as his fingertips brush her lips.]

...you're beautiful...

[Now they are even enough. She is letting her fingers ease over his hips, touching firmly but carefully, as if it would even be minutely possible for her to hurt him in some way.

She stops to get her arms out of the straps, and is only slightly surprised to see the look on his face, mostly visible despite the lighting in the parking lot. Of course she is a little nervous, but up until now the excitement has kept her going. But Namine can practically feel his eyes on her, it's strange and nerve wracking, still she lets him look, allows him to touch. It feels incomparably good, just being touched by someone else. By him, really.]

Lea!

[His name comes out in a soft, weighted little moan, almost too quiet and kept between the two of them. She leans into his touch, one hand coming to rest over his, letting him touch her lips but as he gives her that compliment she eases her fingers through his threading them together before she turns slightly to kiss the palm of his hand. She won't tell him he's wrong, she takes the compliment gratefully, the effect of it showing clearest in her eyes. Touching, seeing, feeling each other is visceral, it's partially driven by instinct, but to hear something like that is thoroughly governed by emotion. It means so much to her.

Without looking away from his eyes, Namine allows her other hand to touch his cock, wrapping loosely to stroke him almost too carefully. It could be considered teasing if she actually had enough experience or brain power for such a thing.]

[his breath hitches very obviously as she touches him, and it only takes that light touch for him to roll his hips into her hand. He echoes her gasp a moment ago with a breathy version of her name, his hand cupping her cheek to bring her closer for another searing kiss. Heat is rapidly collecting between his legs now, coiling tighter, faster, as she continues to touch him. He'll be fully hard for her in no time, at this rate.

But he's trying to tell himself to be patient. She's already said that they'll see the whole thing through - hopefully that holds true still, but he wants to take his time with her anyway. Granted, the front seat of a car isn't exactly the easiest way to do that, but still.

Lea trails his lips down from hers, moving lightly over her jaw, to her throat, and then lower...

...he leans her back gently. Their height difference doesn't really make this easy, but it's not so great that they can't make it work. Warm kisses and light scraping of teeth move down her chest, tracing over the top of the other breast. His lips find that soft pink nipple, and close around it warmly with a soft hum.]

[There isn't anything quite like causing such a response, hearing how different her name sounds when he says it. Her heart has never beat so fiercely, strong enough to flood her ears and drown everything out. They kiss and Namine slows her hand a bit, tries to keep from getting ahead of herself.

And then lower, enough to make her aware of what they're doing all over again. Namine follows his direction though it means she has to let go of his cock for the time being. Lea does a wonderful job of distracting her, drawing out heavy, excited little gasps.

Knowing what may happen does not prepare one for the full effect of it. Namine groans, is overtly aware of how she sounds, how different her voice is, but can't think on it too hard. Instead she tugs at his hair with more force, but nowhere near enough to truly hurt.

He's really going to be the death of her but Namine doesn't mind.]

[the loss of her touch on his cock is just a small sacrifice for the little noises she's making as he suckles carefully at her breast. Namine could pull at his hair until it does hurt and he wouldn't mind - in fact he'd probably encourage it. After all, what's pleasure without a little bit of pain, right?

Still, he tries to be gentle with her. Lea takes more of her breast into his mouth, tongue laving around the nipple to draw more of those moans from her. Eventually he releases her, kissing over to her other one before repeating the same treatment. From here it's almost like he can feel her heart and how furiously it's beating, just from the brushes of his lips and skin against hers. His fingers press firmly against her, holding her securely in his arms while he teases.

Finally he lets her go, cock throbbing for attention and eager to move along. He gives her a somewhat smug, if not smoldering look as he pulls her forward again, cupping one cheek to bring her in for one more kiss.]

[At the rate they are both going Namine won't be able to remain so careful no matter how she feels about it. The sensations he creates in her body, unrelenting shocks of pleasure, toss away little inhibitions. When he stops for even a few seconds Namine finds that she's shaking just a little, as well as panting.

The more he teases the needier she seems to become and try as she might to hide that, it's proving difficult. Her nerves around wound up and pulled tight with every swipe of his tongue, for someone who has never felt these things before it is simple but monumental. When he stops Namine isn't disappointed and kissing him back is a bit of an outlet. She isn't as gentle this time, communicating with small, generally harmless bites to his bottom lip and since he gave her such an inviting reception before she enjoys pulling at his hair, groaning as her free hand holds onto his shoulder.

He really doesn't have to be so gentle with her even if she does still appear a little small and helpless. If necessary, she'll find more dramatic ways of helping him understand this.]

[it's a little hard to completely disconnect that impression of her - a frail bird kept in a gilded cage. But the longer they continue, the more that impression is challenged and painted over. As Namine gets bolder he can't help a smile against her lips and a soft purring sound rumbles up from deep in his chest in something like both amusement and pleasure.

His hands slide over her, touching everything he can as though he's memorizing every curve and plane of her body. He can feel her trembling, and that just makes him haul her closer as they kiss, wrapping his arms around her tightly and digging his nails into her skin. His cock is trapped between them now, hard and thick and demanding friction and heat. Soon.

Lea breaks their kiss, gasping for breath as his lips seek out her ear. Softly, he manages to moan out a few words.]

I wanna be inside you.

[Hopefully she can help to fully reinvent that image. While it may be true that she is still frail even in now, she isn't captured. She would never allow that to happen again. They have both changed for the better, it seems.

Namine would bet that being touched is one of the greatest feelings to ever experience. Or maybe that is the moment, the emotion, that winds her around his every action and every little touch. She's aware of his excitement, more than a little excited to help relieve some of that need he must be feeling.

As they part she can't keep herself from kissing wherever the position allows, his cheek, his jaw. But those words make her stop, shooting a particular feeling all throughout her. Five little words as strong and unforgiving as a touch, she could have never guessed.

Pulling away from him Namine can only nod, a certain heat in her usually calm blue eyes. She wants this just as badly. It might require a little bit of his help, given the space they are allotted in the car but Namine is flexible enough to get her panties off and out of the way. Even she had figured that the first time this happened she might be a bit more nervous but all that's in her is want, and maybe something else a bit stronger. And that's all she needs.]

[the contorting she has to do to shed her last garment is probably a statement as to how difficult the actual...execution of this is going to be. Keeping one hand on her, Lea gropes for the handle of the seat, pulling it up and leaning back to push it back a little more. There's not a ton of room to work with, but it might be slightly...easier.

Maybe.

Her kisses are endearing, alluring. Lea pulls her closer, kissing her shoulder, her throat, finally her lips before he leans back against the lowered seat. She's completely bare for him now, and his eyes flick to between her legs, one hand slowly moving toward her sex. Carefully he parts her folds, sliding one finger along her slick heat as though testing to see if she's really ready for him or not.]

[Next time they happen to be stuck in the middle of nowhere, they can somehow amble towards a hotel. For now there is just the car, and they'll figure it out. With the seat back as far as it'll go, keeping herself well balanced as she straddles him is something of a tricky act, but worth it. One hand remains on his chest, near his heart, while the other braces against the opposing seat. Being forced to lean down a bit is an upside, it keeps them both relatively close to one another, and it'll be easier to move her lower half this way.

Really, If it's possible to be anymore ready, then Namine imagines it must feel somewhat painful. She's certainly wet enough and his touch only urges her further along, an unashamed and rather enthusiastic, if soft, moan making its way out of her.]

[feels his throat tighten as he watches her, feels her. She's soaked, the slickness making it easy for him to slide that fingertip inside her briefly. As much as he might want to try taking his time with her, it's gotten to the point where he's just too impatient.

He grabs her hip with one hand, the base of his cock with the other, and carefully guides her to line up with him before urging her to sink down. It's hard to not just thrust up into her, feeling his body tremble with the effort to not move too much too quickly. The sensation of being enveloped in her heat drags several moans from him in succession.]

Fuck--!

[If she minds that impatience then it'd be next to impossible to tell. Namine obeys that wordless request, the pressure of his hand on her hip. Slowly she lowers herself, finds it's a bit easier to do than she had expected, until a certain point.

It isn't painful so much as plain uncomfortable, the only trouble comes when he is halfway inside of her and she has to focus on relaxing her body. For as much as he wants to press all of him into her maybe the way she flinches will let him know she needs the moment. Aside from the slight hiccups, it isn't as difficult as she'd thought it would be, a sizable blessing.

When he is seated inside of her body, as deep as possible, Namine is bent over him slightly, head tucked into his shoulder. They haven't even moved yet but she's groaning softly, working up the bravery to truly and finally do this.]

[pants hard when she's finally seated - truthfully he's not sure if she's done this before, and even if she has he doesn't want to push her if it's painful. The best solution was to just let her move as what's comfortable, but he'd be lying if he said he wouldn't have been disappointed if he couldn't get all the way inside her.

A hand tangles in her hair, other arm wrapping around her tightly. It's getting harder and harder to process a real thought the more she stays like this.]

Namine-

[gasps her name out, hips rolling up into hers a little more. It's hard to not want to start up that rhythm, instincts aching to thrust into her over and over until they both fall off the edge of ecstasy.]

[She hasn't, and it's pure luck that it doesn't hurt as much as she may have heard before. Or at the very least all the soreness will occur later on. Thankfully there isn't anything to be disappointed about.

As if Namine hadn't done enough of it already, she shivers again, moaning as he takes the first step, decimates her ability to process anything other than him in a single moment. Leaning up enough to look in his eyes, Namine begins to move, slowly at first until that isn't enough.

There is a certain amount of pain involved, just a bit of stinging but it isn't anything she can't bite her lip through. It doesn't stop how wonderful this feels, greater than anything Namine could have imagined.]

Lea!

[Namine doesn't sound like herself or at the very least, this is a very different side. One she's beginning to like.]

God-

[barely chokes it out, gasping harshly for breath as she moves on him. His hips roll upward, meeting her movements as best he can. She feels - incredible. Slick and hot and tight around him. Arching his back, both hands dig nails into her hips, helping her move and egging her faster. The sight of watching her ride his cock, how her body moves over his, is probably the most erotic thing he's ever seen.

At this rate, he might not last all that long.]

[Lea moves his body and takes her own with it, pushing her up as she moves down. It takes a few tries to find what works but really, Namine doesn't need it to be organized to feel all the benefits. She likes the bite of his nails in her skin, how much easier it is to move when he guides her.

She wants to see him too, but even though her eyes remain at least half-open Namine comes in and out of her vision, her fingers scratching faintly at Lea's chest. Namine can't stop moaning, becoming more and more hurried and she knows in some kind of far away manner what her body is working up too, what it wants and rejects at the same time.

Neither of them is going to last, but thankfully duration doesn't seem to be the end goal for the moment.]

[the scraping of her nails and the sound of her voice makes goosebumps raise on his skin, sending shivers down his spine to help wind him closer. His own moans echo hers, especially when they move and she seems to tighten on him every now and then. He's close, so close...

Perhaps never in his waking imagination would he have thought they'd ever end up like this. But now that they have, it's almost just so...natural. The way they fit together and respond to each other, how easy it had been to kiss her and touch her without any hesitation - it's almost a mystery that something hadn't happened sooner.

It hits him suddenly. With a harsh gasp he gives one more hard thrust into her and orgasms, spilling himself inside.]

[There is a form of surrealism to this, because as natural as it does feel like a part of her that is now made better, it would have been impossible to guess that they'd be having sex in a car in the middle of the night. As two complete beings, at that.

Namine really isn't too far behind him, she's given enough time to register what's happening, catch the look on his face, meet that final thrust that catapults her over the edge as well. Short, but loud, Namine cries out, the strength in her arms all but completely evaporating. She has to rest her forehead on his shoulder, breathing heavily.

Damn.]

[draws in a somewhat strangled breath as he feels her climax and her body tightens around him again, over and over. He rides it out, waiting for his vision to clear, and the next moment finds him panting to catch his breath, arms wound around her and stroking back her hair. His whole body is thrumming, tingling in afterglow as his mind plays catch-up with what just happened.

Oh.

Of all people to do it with in the front seat of a car for their first time together...he probably would not have picked that for Namine. But he'd be damned if he denied that it hadn't been good. Incredible, in fact.

Regaining a little more brain power, he rubs one hand up and down her back, still inside her but having not quite enough strength just yet to move.]

...y'okay?