Smut ✩ Picture Prompts!

[buffythevampiresock]

the  smut picture prompt meme
SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR NSFW/SMUT PROMPTS INSTEAD

i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY AND NSFW.

Link to an image:   <a href=IMAGEURL>TEXT</a>

Embed an image in your reply:   <img src=IMAGEURL>

Image height and width:   <img src=IMAGEURL width=500> OR <img src=IMAGEURL height=INSERT>

rpsmutgifs. lackinprivacy.

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[pricklykoala]

“Figures you’d be a voyeur.” Chuck replies playfully rolling his eyes, like one would do to a friend, which is an odd sensation, but Chuck has had a few hours to disconnect from his usual routine and has been separated from the place where he is always pressured to be the best and to prove that the PPDC made the right choice in making him the youngest pilot on roster. Now all this pressure is brought up from himself and his own insecurities, but he doesn’t need to face those demons here. No, here he can be Charlie, the young twenty something who gets lost in the steady beat from the constant techno music, who throws back some tacky named fruity beverages throughout the night, and who has a specific type he finishes the night with in one of the back rooms, play rooms, or a nearby hotel. Now if anyone had the audacity to point out that the men Chuck let’s wreck him into the early morning hours were Raleigh Beckett or Yancy Beckett lookalikes, Chuck would make sure they’d be eating through a straw for months to come. Luckily, by the time he’s shacking up, the patrons have mostly already found their companion(s) for the night and pay him no mind.

“I’m here so I don’t completely waste my twenties stuck in a concrete box jacking off to posters and porn.” He says with a lopsided dopey grin with absolutely no shame. “I’m getting some experience and experimenting and figuring out what I like and don’t like, that way, if someone ever wants a life with me, I won’t be a complete inexperienced disappointment, ya know mate?” he says still smiling as he if he hadn’t completely self-deprecated himself in that comment. He’s still riding the high that this was Raleigh’s first time here, and completely distracted with the way his pink tongue sneaks out from between his slightly parted lips to moisten them before retreating back to where it came from.

“Oof.” Chuck grunted as someone squeezing past him miscalculated the space and knocks Chuck lightly, but enough that Chuck loses his balance slightly and instinctively raises his hand to Raleigh’s torso to steady himself. Usually Chuck would spin around and give the poor bystander a verbal tongue lashing, but he’s so distracted that Raleigh’s warm bare skin is under his palm, that he lets it go and slowly looks back up to meet Raleigh’s gaze. They’re basically taking up the space of one person at this point, and practically breathing the same air.

It’s in that moment that a he hears Stacker’s voice in his head, screaming ‘If you have the shot, you take it. No matter what.’ He takes a breath and offers Raleigh a rare shy smile as his thumb begins to rub small circles where it landed on his pectoral, just above the black pastie tape, as he prepares to answer Beckett’s last question. What the hell. If it backfires, he’ll play it off that he’s had more drinks than he has and say it was the alcohol talking, despite him only being slightly inebriated at this point – he’d remember all this and wake up without a headache at this point.

“I come here looking for the same person every time, you know.” He starts, hiding his other hand in his exposed jeans pocket out of nerves. “Not that they’d have any idea though, I’ve never told anyone that I come here, but I always thought it would be easier if they showed up, it would at least prove that we’d have at least one thing in common outside of work – both kinky fuckers.” He says with a short completely unrestrained laugh, “So imagine my surprise when I see him across the room.” He says pausing, looking deeply into Raleigh’s eyes, hoping his message is coming through clearly. “Wearing nothing but gorgeous buttery leather.” He adds, and has now laid it all on the table, so much so that Chuck has his bottom lip between his teeth and chews on it nervously, heart beating hard, hoping not to be rejected.

[pricklykoala]

Of all the things Chuck expects to hear come out of the younger Beckett’s mouth, a declaration of attraction and admission of jealous if Chuck’s attention was elsewhere was extremely low on his list. He’s paused, his lip still caught between his teeth, as he makes sure he comprehends the beautiful words falling from Raleigh’s perfect mouth. He huffs a small laugh and asks “really?” in excited disbelief just milliseconds before the older ranger closes the gaps and seals their lips, fate, and future together. Chuck is grinning into the kiss, his entire body tingling as their tongues slide against each other for the first time. If someone had said he’d be making out with Raleigh Beckett a month ago, hell even earlier today, he would have brushed it off and punched them out at even suggesting it, yet here they were, Raleigh’s impressive hardened member grinding against Chuck’s growing one in his jeans. Chuck slid his hand up from the bulked muscle where it had been and raised his other hand from his pocket to meet his other hand around the back of the American’s neck.

Raleigh had brought their mouths together; Chuck would bring their bodies. He took another small step and pressed himself completely against him, humming pleasantly as he does so. They stood their making out like a couple of teenagers against a wall of the club for a significant amount of time. Chuck couldn’t get enough of Raleigh. His childhood fantasy coming true….and his teenage fantasy…young adult fantasy…fuck his adult fantasy were all coming true. Eventually, Chucks pulls back, breathing deeply to get oxygen to his lungs. He lips and mouth are wet and sloppy, his lips kiss swollen, his jock and jeans tented.

“For the record…I’m interested…” He says with a full-on giggle. A fucking giggle. He’d never felt this happy or alive before. Not even after his first victory in a conn pod. “Interested in something full time with me Rals?” he asked, because he won’t go any further if not, he wouldn’t be able to handle a one-night fling with him.

“I promise I’m not an arsehat when I’m not on the clock.” He adds stealing one more kiss. “Well not as much of one anyway.” He corrects with a happy grin, showing Raleigh how many layers, Chuck Hansen had and how many walls and masks he’s put up over the many years. “That, and I’m always up for a good dicking, babe.” He adds with a wink and instantly wants to die. The pet name just slipped out, and joking about their sex life (currently nonexistent sex life) felt so natural, he’s going to have to play it off and keeps his expression relaxed, still running his hands over the older man's body, and reveling in Raleigh's palms running along his body.