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Every time I close my eyes, I wake up feeling so Smutty Scenarios Meme.

Smutty Scenarios

The Rules
1. Character A: Post to the meme and wait for replies. Name|Series|Prefs
2. Character B: Go to the RNG and roll some numbers. Type first, and then go to that category and roll again.

Please listen to and respect each others preferences.

Thank you.

Type Of Porn
1. Regular
2. Public
3. Hardcore
4. Roleplaying
5. Toys
6. Fail
7. Misc.
8. Wild Card (Mix and match prompts or bring your own!)

Regular
1. First time - One or Both of you are virgins.
2. Wedding Night - You've been waiting for this night forever. Or maybe not.
3. Masturbation - Put some porn on, get your hand ready, and have a good night with a friend.
4. Blow jobs - Sucky sucky, bucky bucky.
5. Penetrative - There's parking in the rear, or drive through the front.
6. Make up Sex - You did something wrong, and you're going to give this person the best night of their lives.
7. Up against the wall - You couldn't wait when they came in the door.
8. In the shower - Fun in the tub is something worth trying at least once.
9. Get away - You're on a romantic get away. Beach? Some snazzy motel? Whatever you'd like!
10. Been awhile - It's been awhile since you've sene each other, so it's time to make up for lost time!
11. Break up sex - This isn't make up sex, it's goodbye sex!
12. Hook up - You don't really love each other, but you are horny and neither of you is bad looking, so...
13. The big night - You've been dating forever (or maybe not!) and it's time to take the next step!
14. Doggy style - Sex from behind.
15. Frottage - You don't always need to penetrate! Sometimes grinding on each other is more than enough.
16. Spooning - Sex while you spoon... perfect way to start the morning!
17. Couch - Fooling around on the couch!
18. Massage and maybe something more - You want to pamper your lover tonight!
19. Candlelit - Wine, soft music, candlelights... maybe there was even a trail leading to the bedroom! Ultimate cheese.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Public
1. At school - Under the bleachers, in the classroom, in the bathroom... maybe even on the principal's desk.
2. Amusement Park - You ran out of things to do? There's privacy on the ferris wheel.
3. In the park - Always a fun time, just stay away from the washrooms.
4. At the mall - Changing rooms = Happy Sexy Time
5. The sex store - How people are not caught having sex in here sometimes, is beyond me
6. Someone else's home - You so dirty. Hope they don't catch... or maybe you do.
10. Hospital - In the bed, in the restroom, maybe you just need a release from anxious waiting for news on that loved one!
11. In the car - The backseat and foggy windows, over the hood... maybe the engine's still going for that extra thrill!
12. In the woods - Camping or on a hike, you though that tree looked mighty friendly.
13. In the restroom - You couldn't wait to get out of the restaurant or wherever you are, so a stall will just have to do.
14. Under the table - Teasing your lover (or being teased in return!) under the table at a restaurant. Hands, mouth, whatever you can think of.
15. Elevator - Getting off while you're going up, you just can't wait and you don't care who might catch you.
16. Back of the club - You can't wait until you get out of this club to get your hands on each other...
17. At a concert - You don't want to miss the show, but you also don't want to pass up the chance to get a little more intimate either.
18. Against a window - Up against a window where anyone looking could see...
19. Putting on a show - Sex in front of people. Maybe you were really drunk at the bar or someone paid for it... maybe you just want to do it for the thrill.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Hardcore
1. Non-Con - They say no, you'll make them say yes.
2. Dub-Con - They may have said yes, but it's going to happen anyways.
3. Bondage - Super tight, hanging from things, unable to move, really hot.
4. Fisting - One, two, three, four, five... and then one again.
5. Blood Play - Red is a really lucky color... not for someone.
6. Power Play - Someone is in charge, and will make sure that the other person isn't. People in power are crazy.
10. cock & ball/pussy torture. Clothes pins, hitting, and anything else you can imagine that can make you hurt oh-so-good.
11. Flogging - Spanking, whipping, flogging, and whatever else you can think of. Someone's been naughty.
12. Orgasm denial - They might want to so bad, beg and plead, but you're not going to let the come yet. Or maybe not at all.
13. Forced orgasms - Either made to come multiple times or roughly brought to orgasm despite any discomfort.
14. Double penetration - Either in two separate holes or the same one. It could be two toys, a penis and a toy, two penises... or the combinations are endless! Either way, you're going to be stuffed full.
15. Ice play - Ice cubes on the skin or even inside to cool you down.
16. Wax play - Wax from candles poured over the skin. Doesn't it burn so good?
17. Fighting - It's like Fight Club... only it ends in dirty, dirty sex.
18. Electrosex - Electrical stimulation to nerves for sexual stimulation, in particular the genitals and nipples.
19. Sensory deprivation - it can make orgasms even stronger!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Roleplay
1. Teacher and Student - Someone needs a better grade.
2. Doctor and Patient - Time to give someone the best bedside treatment they can.
3. Cop and Criminal - Those handcuffs are finally coming in handy.
4. Master and Servant - Those servants have to serve someone. A housewife and butler, rich man and maid... those outfits are hot.
5. Strangers - Oh, you've never met this hot, delicious, naked stranger. Maybe it's time to get acquainted.
6. Enemies - Oh I hate you! Oh but I'll have sex with you anyways!
10. Cowboys - Or cowgirls. Yee-haw!
11. Fireman - or woman. Oh, you're going to be putting out a fire, alright.
12. Pizzaboy - They don't have the money to pay, but you accept other forms of payment, thankfully.
13. Good guy and bad guy - Maybe they're trying to take over the world and the only way to stop the is through hot sex.
14. Vampire and victim - You're going to drink their blood... only probably not.
15. Prostitute - They paid for you.
16. Incest - parent or sibling kink? Go ahead and play it out.
17. Priest - They need to confess to you...
18. Kidnapper - Uh-oh, they got you now! What ever will they do to you?
19. Shy virgin - You're a shy virgin but don't worry, they'll teach you the ropes!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Toys
1. Dildo - Simple, easy to use, and goes in any proper hole.
2. Vibrator - Tiny and portable, it goes everywhere... and works everywhere.
3. Fleshlight - It's like a hole... but not exactly.
4. Strap-on - Girl or guy. Maybe you're wanting one, or wanting a longer one.
5. Cock Ring - Basically, a trolling way to make sure someone can't finish what they started.
6. Anal Beads/Ben Wa Balls - Maybe a dildo isn't good enough. These toys are balls of fun.
10. Fucking machines - Machines with one purpose only, to fuck you senseless. They usually have a dildo attached and speed controls.
11. unusual objects - Cucumbers, candles, or even electric toothbrushes!
12. Clamps - Nipples, labia, clit, penis, there's not limit to what can be clamped in a sexy way!
13. Playing with danger - The handle of a knife, a gun, it's time to walk on the wild side!
14. Dolls - They make some awfully realistic dolls...
15. Sex swing - A suspended seat made specifically for sex.
16. Water - A detachable shower head, jets in a tub, there are a lot of way to be stimulated!
17. Pumps - Pumps can go over the nipples, clit, or on the penis and create a very stimulating amount of suction.
18. Anal plugs - They vibrate, stimulate, or just keep you ready for fun later.
19. Speculum - Want a look inside?
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Fail
1. Can't get it up - For some reason, you can't get hard. Or, if you're a girl, you're just not getting wet.
2. Not in the mood - You don't know what it is, sex just isn't interesting you tonight.
3. Cramp! - Ow, nothing ruins a mood like an ill timed cramp somewhere!
4. Caught - You just got caught by someone and the reaction isn't a good one!
5. You called me what - Dirty talk got out of hand and the other went a step too far!
6. Distraction - You're just distracted by the phone or the TV or a huge project you've got coming up...
10. It's not you - or yeah, maybe it is. You're just not attracted to the other person anymore (or maybe you never were!)
11. Can't get there - Maybe it's the position or something else, but you just can't get to the big finish, no matter how hard you try. Your partner might not have any problem.
12. Injury - Fell and hit your head, knocked something off on you... somehow you injured yourself!
13. Missing item - Where's the lube? The condoms? Ahh, how can we do this?
14. It broke - Uh-oh. The condom just broke...
15. Gross - Your partner got you to do something or suggested something you're just really not into...
16. Too drunk - Whiskey sounded like fun, but now it's having ill effects on your sex life.
17. Five seconds isn't bad! - You came embarrassingly fast...
18. Guilty - You did something wrong, went behind your lover's back, cheated, or something.
19. I'm fine, really - Or not. You're actually injured, but you don't want your lover to see and they definitely would if you took off any clothes.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Misc.
1. Dirty talk - Most people like a little dirty talk... either you've determined to get your lover off with dirty talk alone or you're just getting them in the mood
2. Threesome - Two is fun, three is better. It's fine to play the third person as an NPC if you don't have a third partner.
3. Can we please... - Can we please have a threesome/try this position/do this? Your lover is trying to convince you to spice things up!
4. Phone sex - You want to get your lover off, but you're not right there with them.
5. Dirty pictures/video - You're making a video or taking some sexy pictures for a private collection.
6. Looking at/Watching porn - Enjoying porn together can bring you closer!
10. Sex drug - You've been given a sex drug and you need to get laid right now.
11. Cheating - You're cheating on your lovers with each other.
12. Voyeurism - You want to watch your lover have sex with someone else or for someone to watch the both of you together.
13. Possessed - Your lover isn't... exactly themselves. Too rough? Too gentle? Maybe they weren't even your lover before this...
14. Sexswapped - One or both of you is the opposite sex!
15. Glory hole - Stimulation awaits on the other side!
16. Sex club - You're in a club specifically for sex. Relax, have fun, try not to interrupt any orgies!
17. Teasing - Sending dirty texts, whispering things in your lover's ear, or just bending over a little too much, you're determined to drive your lover crazy with teasing.
18. Blackmailed - You were blackmailed into doing this...
19. Webcam/IM - You're cybering!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

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The thing is, Loki thought he was dead. He really should be, at this point. He's dodged death so many times, and bit the dust at least twice only to come up out of the ground again, metaphorically speaking. Now the shroud of darkness over him is ripped away and he comes painfully back up into the light.

Fuck. It's rather a lot of light, not to mention noise, and the scent of liquor and smoke and perfume and sex is all too familiar. His head aches, and he rubs his temples as he looks around for the Grandmaster, because there is no doubt he's on Sakaar.

Before he sees the Grandmaster himself, though, his eye falls on an even more familiar figure, and his stomach drops. No world should have more than one Loki in it at a given time. Unless this is someone with mind-blowing shapeshifting powers and a very specific fetish, there is a duplicate of him here, sitting at the end of a violently orange velvet couch only a few feet from the Grandmaster.

"Here we go, isn't he pretty, look at that. Made to spec." the Grandmaster beams, clearly pleased with himself. "Well, not made. I pulled him from another dimension, but they weren't using him."

"I beg your pardon?" Oh, he already guesses what this is about, and he's not sure whether he likes it or not, but he doesn't have much of a choice other than playing along.

"Loki, meet Loki," The Grandmaster says cheerfully. "You're going to be great together."

Loki did not know what to make of all of this. The Grandmaster was sat next to him on the disgustingly coloured couch and now the show was about to begin it seemed. The arrival of his duplicate caused a strange sensation to rise up inside of him since he wasn't natural. Was it dread? Or, perhaps a need to thrust a knife inside of the other man just to test that he wasn't an grand illusion.

Without uttering a word, Loki stepped closer towards the other man who looked slightly dishevelled to say the least and his armour was different. There was also a different kind of scent associated with this Loki, almost alien. It smelt like strange stone or rock mixed with dirt and ash. It was hard to explain.

"How uncanny. You look exactly like me, yet-- how is this possible?"

Was it an illusion? Even the voice was the same as his. Norns, this could not be! What trick was the Grandmaster pulling here? A hand came up to press his palm up against the other Loki, feeling the smooth of his leather chest armour underneath his touch. His eyes drank in his double's appearance and noted that his hair was slightly different to his own amongst the armour. Was he perhaps him from another time? So many questions. It did cause an interested smirk to tug at his lips regarding the whole twisted scenario.

He's clean at least. Looking down at his own hands and clothing he sees he's free of the grit and blood and soot of the battle he died in. His hair is mussed, though, and there are tears in his clothing here and there. Reaching up, he touches the collar of his tunic and the skin beneath, as if checking for bruises.

He gives his duplicate a wary look as he approaches, but doesn't stop him, more because he prefers to be in the position to react if he decides to whip out a dagger. He studies his body language closely, peers into his eyes as he is studied in return.

"Pulled from another time and dimension," he answers himself. "In case you had not yet realized, the Grandmaster's powers are...extensive. Actually, I'm supposed to be dead."

Eyeing the Grandmaster now, he says, "I've a guess what you have in mind, and I'll have you know I will not play along only to be sent back into the Void after you've had your fun. If you expect my cooperation, you promise to keep me here, alive."

"Aw, Lolo," the Grandmaster's tone is as breezy and casual as ever, but his eyes are sharp. "Of course I want you alive, you'd be a boring corpse. I wouldn't waste the energy to have you bore me."

There's a moment where they look at one another, and then Loki nods and turns his attention back to his twin. "I think we had both better endeavor to be interesting then, don't you?"

Another dimension? Of course it had to be the Grandmaster's doing in that regard since he seemed the type of guy to do this. Loki didn't even want to guess the man's powers since it was obvious he could pluck people out of history on a whim. Even those that were dead. Loki felt a pang of fear knowing that this version of him had died somehow. It was dangerous. What if he didn't comply? Would both Loki's be put to death? Right now, he wanted to remain in the Grandmaster's good books, so decided to play along.

"Indeed. I don't fancy an early death and I'm sure you wish to remain alive."

He approached his double, still amazed at how alike they were in every way, save the armour. Different time zones would explain the variation on attire, yet Loki could summon what he wished to wear on a whim. What did the Grandmaster wish of them? To perform form his lurid pleasure?

"Perhaps, we should do what we do best? Perform some mischief."

It was worth a shot. Loki gently slid a hand up his double's smooth leather chest plate, feeling the ripples in the panelling.

Truth be told, this Loki is quite fond of the Grandmaster, but he also knows what sort of person he is. He's fun, clever, attractive, frighteningly good in bed, and willing to absolutely dote upon his favorites, but he is not trustworthy. Still, what he says makes sense. Resurrecting someone isn't a simple task, even for one of the Elders of the Universe. There is probably a long con being played here, but for the moment it seems the worst that will be demanded of them is mild awkwardness.

"You always did like twins, didn't you?" He says to the Grandmaster, breaking into a sudden smile, genuinely amused this time. He gets a chuckle in return, but then turns his attention to his duplicate.

There is no hesitation as he puts his hands on the other Loki's waist, and his eyes half-close with pleasure at the touch to his chest. "I suspect that's what our host wants," he says, and there's a throaty, purring quality to his voice. It's a little weird to be making out with one's alternate-universe twin, but contact feels good. Grounding.

Oh, he can definitely do this. "No choking," he says, laying out a very important ground rule. "Careful with my throat. Otherwise, I am both versatile and amenable."

He lets his hands drift to the other Loki's hips, pressing in against his hipbones with his thumbs in a slight massage.

Loki's eyes flickered towards the Grandmaster at the other Loki's words. The twins. Perhaps, the man had a fetish revolving around wanting to see the two Lokis making out with one another and more. Much more. The thought was downright erotic and this caused Loki to exhale softly whilst mulling all the lewd thoughts around in his mind.

He focused back onto his double and glanced at the other man's collar, just seeing the pale neck flesh peeking into view. No choking. He could live with that. Of course there was the fact that both Lokis had very pretty features and choking would cause nasty red marks to appear. One had to keep their features pristine of course.

"No choking. Got it. Of course I would never intentionally mark you unless you wish to be bitten instead."

His voice was a low purr, mirroring his double, as he moved in close, feeling the other man's touch on his hip. The armour needed to come off as did the other Loki's. A warm tongue lapped up against the other man's ear, as he bit the soft flesh gently, just testing to see how his doppelganger would react. His deft fingers began fiddling with some of the fastenings of the other Loki's blue-green armour, feeling the leather underneath his long digits. Playfully, he allowed his hand to graze across the other man's crotch just for an instant.

It shouldn't be a shock to anyone to find trickster gods fascinated with taboo-breaking experiences. This Loki absolutely did not have sex with a stallion to bear Sleipnir, nor does he have any plans to attempt it, but there's an underlying truth to some of his Midgardian mythology, even if the stories themselves, taken at face value, are borderline slander. Kinky doesn't even begin to describe him.

"Oh," he says softly, "I actually do like being bitten." His breathing is picking up, chest rising and falling visibly beneath the leathers.

The noise he makes when licked might surprise the both of them. Apparently there are a lot of physical and emotional impulses at play here; he's just come back from death, and feeling something that isn't pain or terror is so good he's almost dizzy with it. He shifts from tentative playfulness to desperate lust--and fast. Hands come up to clutch at his double's shoulders, and his hips jolt at the brush across his crotch, a thready moan escaping from between his lips.

The response from his double came as a slight surprise to him since he didn't realise how much the man wanted this. How much he craved the touch of his double. It was almost intoxicating having a mirror image of yourself so wanting and so horny.

"Is that so? Well then, I'll do my best to oblige, although....I can't promise I'll be a good boy."

A coy glance was thrown at his double and then in an instant his lips were attacking the other Loki's neck, nipping, lapping at the pulse point and groaning. A hand slid down to massage the other man's crotch through his leather pants, which weren't doing anything to hide the man's obvious desires. His free hand wrapping around the man, bringing him closer, so he could inhale the unique scent of dust, dirt and hot skin.

Loki's own desires were now tenting his own leather pants, whilst his mind was wondering what The Grandmaster was thinking of all this. He was probably getting off on seeing both Loki's fondling each other. The thought of undressing his double had Loki salivating at the mouth, whilst he nibbled at his double's earlobe.

They say people at the edge of death sometimes feel a rush of desire, as if the body is trying one last time to pass on its genes. Loki was spared that, thank the Norns--the only thing worse than being killed by Thanos would be getting killed by Thanos while having an embarrassing physical reaction. Eurgh. Still, there might be some residual aspect of the same primal instinct here. He has escaped the afterlife yet again, and now his body would like to make up for the opportunities he might have lost.

And because they are mirrors, the lust of one is likely to spread rapidly to the other.

"I would be disappointed in you if you were a good boy," he grits out, then gives a cry of startled pleasure at the feel of his twins mouth on his throat. The faint lingering bruises there are sensitive, and were it anyone else other than his own duplicate he'd shove them away, but there's a dizzying moment of awareness that this is just...another him, and that's all right. And then the ache and pleasure melt together and leave him weak-kneed.

"Fuck! Oh--oh, yes, that's...mmn!" His arms go around the other Loki's waist, and then one hand drops lower to cup and knead his ass, pulling their hips closer together.

The Grandmaster, who has been quiet up until now, chuckles, voice rich with approval. "There we go, I knew you'd be into this. This is why I let you get away with murder, Loki. You're just so...uniquely qualified for Sakaar. Honestly, I hate to admit but you're just irreplaceable. Look how sexy you two are together; I could eat you with a spoon."

His lips curled up in a sly smirk at his double's words. Oh, he was far from being a good boy as it could get, having only recently nearly taken over Midgard as it's ruler. Loki had played a large hand in orchestrating the Chitauri invasion of New York but it had failed due to the Avengers. It was always them getting in his way; Thor and his merry band of miscreants.

But now all thoughts of failure, New York and the Chitauri were out the window, as all Loki could think of was being close to his double. He craved contact and desperately wanted to free himself of his layered armour.

"Mmm, we're both very bad boys, Loki. We're made for one another."

The Grandmaster's words rang true in his ears and Loki knew that this was what he had wanted bringing them both here. He wanted to watch them fuck. It was as simple as that. Would he get his wish? For the time being, both Loki's were kissing, fondling and finding themselves both equally as arousing as one another.

"You smell so good--I want you."

Rough words growled out, as his deft fingers slid along his double's chest, finding the fastenings of the armour. He began pulling straps, buckles and everything else away from the other man, aiming to strip him piece by piece. Hopefully, his double would do the same for him.

"H-how did you know?" Loki sputters, thoroughly distracted by the attention but making one last attempt to wrap his brain around the Grandmaster's plan before he drowns in a sea of endorphins. He knew the ancient alien was powerful, but pulling someone from another dimension, another time...that's beyond any scale of magic the Aesir ever knew. There must be an endgame here, a plan, and he doesn't think he'll find it objectionable, but he still wants to ferret it out.

Then again, there are two of him here, now. Whatever it is the Grandmaster wants, two Lokis can certainly figure out how he got them this far, and either further the plan or throw a wrench into it.

He's talking to the wrong person, and the moment he realizes that, his double is purring in his ear that they're made for one another...

"Yes," he whispers. "Yes. Fuck me, please--!"

Well, there's a matter of clothing in the way first, so they'd best work on that. He laughs at the speed at which the other Loki seems able to find the fastening of his clothing. The outfit his double is wearing is more elaborate, Asgardian make rather than Sakaar's faux-leather imitation, but he used to own it, and so he knows exactly how to remove it expediently, even without magic. Once his own tunic is shed and discarded, and his double's armor is cast aside, he slides down the front of his body, nuzzling and nipping his chest, until he's on his knees in front of him.

His fingers are no less deft, working at the fastening of his trousers, but his eyes are upturned, aurora-green, teasing and bright. He knows damn well the kind of response he'd have had to a man on his knees at this point in his history.

Loki's eyes flickered back to where The Grandmaster was sitting and found himself fascinated by just how much the man knew regarding his double's fate. What sort of power did he have? It was immense. Yet, Loki wasn't interested in that now. Oh no. There were much more attractive things to focus on, such as his double now kneeling in front of him.

Oh Norns.

He could do nothing but lick his lips and allow the other man to fiddle with the fastenings of his leather pants. His cock visibly twitched within the confines of the tight material, allowing him to emit a low groan. Oh, he was hard and wanted it. Strange as it was, he was finding this whole lewd scenario a massive turn on, maybe perhaps it was because it was his double doing it all. He was attractive. What could he say?

"Yes. Take me into your mouth and pleasure me. I want this. I want you."

It was an obvious admission, aided by the fact that his double looked so fucking hot just on his knees right in front of Loki's aching crotch. Long digits threaded into dark raven hair, as he sighed in pleasure.

"Ohh, going right for it, aren't you?" The Grandmaster murmurs, evidently fascinated. He sounds more than a little turned-on, himself, voice developing a husky edge. Good to know the visuals they present are having the desired effect on their orchestrater.

The kneeling Loki grins wickedly, half at the sound of the man observing them, half at the way his double is reacting. He's learned something this Loki, he would wager, has not: the person on his knees is not always subservient. He knows exactly what he's doing.

He's quick to undo his double's trousers and tug them down--not too low, just past his hips, just enough to give him full access. His hands press gently against his belly, thumbs sliding over hipbones and tracing the crease of his groin. Then he cups the other Loki's balls in his palm gently and curls his other hand around the shaft of his cock, licking a wide stripe with the flat of his tongue, from base to tip. Once, twice, teasing, before mouthing a sloppy kiss against the flushed head.

"Mn, feel free to pull my hair," he suggest. "I've always liked that."

And then he stops playing and truly gets to work opening his mouth and taking him in his mouth, his throat, slowly but with confidence, down to the hilt.

A sharp intake of breath and Loki was near panting when he felt his double's hot mouth envelop his whole cock, feeling himself become buried in that hot wonderful heat. His fingers did indeed thread into his double's raven locks, pulling when he felt that tongue run along a sensitive vein or when he felt a throb. Norns, he was past caring what the Grandmaster thought of it all now.

"Ngh- you're good at this."

How many men had this version of himself sucked off? The legendary tongue doing it's work and causing Loki to keen and then let out a lewd moan. He jutted his hips forwards slightly, keeping his gaze upon his double, biting his lower lip. His balls ached with arousal and want and Loki knew that his double's silver tongue would bring him off rather quickly. Yet, he did want to hold out to see just what the other man could do.

Another low moan was ripped from Loki's throat, as his head fell back almost instantly, allowing the pleasure to enhance his senses.

[Profile in journal. Ask about kinks.]

Victor's in the middle of some small fixing up in the cabin when he picks up on a scent. It's sweet and familiar, and it awakens his senses. The feral drops what he's doing to go outside and investigate, soon discovering where the sweet scent originated.

He stood there with a smirk as he watched Catherine bathing in the warm water, naked as the day she was born.

"I knew I'd find something I'll like out here."

"It's hot out today," she said with an amused grin, wondering how Victor could stand being outside with so much on. Especially when her senses told her he was in the mood for something more than working or hunting.

"With all the streams and natural pools around, you can't expect me not to use them." She took a few playful strokes away from the edge. "Why don't you join me, bad boy?"

"It's definitely a hot day."

Her senses weren't lying to her, because Victor was more than willing to join her and enjoy more than just a nice swim with her. He stripped completely, giving her a good view of his muscular naked body as he descended into the water.

"You won't have to ask me again. I sniffed you out and I couldn't resist coming out here."

Victor swam closer, letting out a low growl. No other woman could affect him in such a wonderful, arousing way.

She licked her lips as she watched him slip out of his clothes and step into the water, making his way closer to her. His body was as close to perfect as anyone could get, and he was all hers. Though her heat probably had a lot to do with his sudden interest.

Just to tease him, Catherine swam away, keeping a few feet between them.

"Can you ever resist?" she asked, splashing him playfully with a laugh.

"Good point. With you, I wouldn't even want to try resisting."

He loved the chase, chuckling as she splashed him. The heat did affect him quite a bit, but he always wanted her intensely. He wanted to feel her beautiful body against him, and take her passionately right then and there.

"You are so damn beautiful, Catherine."

Victor moved closer with a playful smirk.

Instead of moving away again, Catherine let him come close and wrapped her arms around his neck. She could play hard to get some other time, maybe when there was more space to make a game of it.

"You're pretty damn fine yourself," she purred before giving him a soft kiss. "Think you'd mind spending the rest of the day out here with me?"

Victor was happy to play chase with her later, but now he wanted her close and to show her his deepest affections.

"I won't mind at all, baby. You looked so tempting swimming here naked, and y'know how that affects me."

He returned the soft kiss, his hands roaming on her soft body.