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My heat/rut senses are tingling!

THE IN HEAT/IN RUT AU MEME
not an alpha/beta/omega meme

There's no need for elaborate backstories for this AU. You go into heat, rut, whatever you'd like to call it. You've always done so since you were of age to do so. It's a socially accepted norm, and people have gotten used to the difficulties that come with the mating seasons. Life goes on.

Isn't this alpha/beta/omega, then? No, not at all. In this meme, there are no gender-variant genitalia unless your character comes prepackaged with those. No giant cocks - again, unless your character is already packing - or self-lubricating assholes or anal wombs, and no knotting. Unless that's your thing. There's also no set in stone roles with regards to dominance and submission, and some people do not even feel the inclination towards either. Still, there are a few similarities, mainly being that the pheromones of others can put someone into heat that was not in it before and the bond between mates. In addition, some humans/human-stand-ins have created packlike dynamics in response, but this is not universal.

In this meme, it's just regular old human...oids feeling the urge for sex. And by "urge," we of course mean all-consuming drive. If characters choose to ignore that urge, it will backfire on them. The more they put it off, the more they will lose their control, becoming more irritable and aggressive, and eventually be nothing but a rutting animal until the need to mate is satisfied. Not all heats call for mating, of course, and most people can just relieve themselves, but when you do mate, you feel the urge to stay by their side and essentially "nest." These desires don't always pan out into offspring, and mating isn't forever unless it's mutually decided upon. However, impregnating your mate is said to be one of the most euphoric experiences a person can have, even if some people only mate because they want to utterly possess someone, as mates are bonded for a while.

If there's anything that's to your fancy that's been left out, go ahead and add it in. Play it how you'd like!

HOW TO PLAY

Comment with your character and preferences.

Include what you're interested and not interested in.

Respond to others!

PROMPTS

first heat: Baby's first heat. YOU'RE A TEENAGER/LATE BLOOMER AND WHAT IS THIS?

old hand: You've done this a million times, but it never gets any easier.

happen to be here: You're not picky. You can't afford to be. You'll take anybody who's nearby.

old faithful: You're going to the person you always go to in order to relieve your problem.

worked something out: The two of you aren't involved. You just help each other out.

unexpected: You never expected to rut with this person, but here you are.

forbidden: AKA the obligatory incest or age difference option.

volunteer: You've offered yourself up out of the kindness of your heart.

tribute: This isn't your offer. You're the offer from others, a gift for someone powerful to sate their appetite.

mating: You've decided to go one step further and make your relationship deeper.

nesting: Aaah, (temporary) domestic bliss. And lots of fucking. Lots and lots of fucking. Like, you'll barely be able to stand.

bonding: The bond, which is mildly psychic and intensely physical, makes sex even more intense.

the natural conclusion: Heat calls for pregnancy. Get someone pregnant.

already pregnant: Unfortunately, being knocked up doesn't abate your partner's desires. Or yours.

mates for life: Now you're absolutely certain that you want to be with no one else. Of course, this means you'll be in synch with their heat for the rest of forever.

save you: You've been saved from the advances of an undesired mate by someone who may be much more suited. Show your gratitude?

cockfight: Two people want the same mate. That won't do. There are ways to figure that out, not always involving fists.

increase in dominance: Exactly what it says.

increase in submission: Again, exactly what it says.

unexpected dominance: No one expects you to ever be dominant. Prove them wrong.

protect: You want to protect your mate from others, and that means putting your scent all over them.

set off by someone else: You were doing fine until you got a whiff of someone else's pheromones.

resisting temptation: Your heart belongs to someone. You want to stay out of this "heat" thing. You want to rise above it. Whatever it may be, you just have to not take the bait. Easier said than done.

all worked up: You're beginning to lose control and yourself. Quick, do something before you're jumping anything that moves.

pack: As mentioned prior, some people, especially those far out from civilization proper, have formed packs that hold to the more traditional alpha structure. Of course, these packs come with their own rules when it comes to heat and mating.

suitable partner: The desire for certain mates can come from a subconscious level, and you can find yourself aroused by someone showing how strong they are (they can protect you), how curvaceous they look (that must mean they're fertile), or any other number of traits that can benefit you.

desperation: You'll take anyone! Anything!

final release: You've reached your breaking point and your mindless. At least you'll get relief.

fighter: Part of your process is seeing who's worthy of you by testing their mettle. That, or you want to fight anything.

off your meds: It's fairly rare, but some can get blockers for their heat. What if those blockers run out? Why, it makes your heat ten times worse!

noncon: They don't want this. You don't want to stop this.

dubcon: You say no, but your body says yes and you can't stop loving it.

calm you down: Whether it's to fuck or to fight, you're going mad, and they have to bring you back down to Earth.

territorial: How dare someone look at what belongs to you? You'll have to make things right.

odd man out: For some reason, you don't go into heat. Never have. Being with you is pretty relaxing, and some find it appealing to not have to deal with pheromones that aren't theirs. You do have to learn how to appreciate their problems, though.

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[ Lanzhu chuckled and placed her hands on her hips. ]

Maybe, maybe not. [ She chided as her tongue clucked to the roof of her mouth. Blue eyes focused on the blush blooming upon his face. ] Lanzhu couldn't help but take notice that you seem a little...

[ What was the word in English... ]

Yāzhì...? Suppressed. [ At least she thought she had it right. Nonetheless compensating by running a thumb over his cheek. ] Is Lanzhu right~?

[No thoughts, just SAAFDHGASHDJAFHSJDASHFSAJKJ]

I, uh... s-suppressed? I have no idea what you're talking about, I just didn't get out much for a while, like a long while, like not at all, like...

[She touches his face and when he continues talking his voice has lost some of that manic energy.]

...like ten years... yeah... okay... a little. A lot.

[He wonders why he's suddenly breathless.]

[ Her long fingers cupped his jaw, giving it a little squeeze as she gazed down the bridge of her nose. ]

Lanzhu can help but you have to be a good boy about it.

[ Quite CLEARLY younger than him, but she didn't particularly care. ]

Understand?

[It doesn't occur to him to care, either.]

Yeah... [He smiles slightly.] Tell me what you want me to do....

So agreeable!

[ She liked that! Going as far as to reward him with a barely lingering smooch to his lips. Now, her perfume mingling with that needy musk of his was thick but fresh in a mesh of rosewater and amber.

Luxurious.

Idly, she reached for his right hand, placing it upon her hip where her dress rode up. ]

Why don't you start with giving Lady Lanzhu a kiss like you really mean it.

How worthy are you?

[He gasps slightly when she kisses him, just a small sharp inhale through the nose. Oh, that... that felt too good.

He's trembling by the time she places his warm hand on her hip.]

[Hoping he still remembers how to even do this, he leans in, head tilting, letting his eyes fall shut. Their lips meet and at first it's hesitant, light. A beat later he captures them more fully, gentle but fervent, his mouth opening softly. He tastes a bit like coffee, a bit like some kind of herbal mouthwash, a bit like salt, all blended together into something warm and dark. His lips are soft and his hands gentle, desire trembling behind them as he breaks the kiss for an instant before returning, pulling away, returning, over and over, growing warmer and warmer.

And there's an odd energy to his skin that wicks into hers, a slow-wave current of pleasure.]

[ A mere touch of the lips sent a certain jolt down the girl's spine. Like sheer physical contact breathed his erotic energy right into her. Lanzhu's body jolted forward as her hands ran through his mess of hair, easing her skilled fingers in soothing patterns all along his scalp.

It didn't take much to pull her trigger, did it?

Lanzhu greedily nipped at Bruno's lips, tongue craving his earthy flavor and how her senses fell apart to nothing but her loins throbbing with her heartbeat. ]

Nn~ [ Her right hand dragged from his hair down to his hip... And forward a bit simply to squeeze his rear. ]

[The moment she presses against him his hand moves from her hip to slide under the fabric of her dress, seeking skin and pulling her even closer against him. He gasps as his lip is caught between her teeth, as it sends a fierce need pulsing through him. His other arm curls around her and he draws his fingertips along her spine.

Bruno may be a thin little thing but you don't spend a decade leaping about over holes and cracks in an unstable structure without growing an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. He's a bundle of contradictions, this one. Her squeeze draws a breathy moan from him, scarcely louder than a sigh.

His lips move to her neck to press wet heat against the skin, kissing a line under her jaw to her ear, a soft, light purring sound in his throat. They're stood wrapped around each other in a semi-secluded corner, complete strangers, and he wants nothing else, completely awash in lust, now.]

[ Everyone was allowed a devilish streak now and then.

A little rutting upon a stranger never killed anyone. ]

Tell Lady Lanzhu your name... [ She cooed at the rare instance where her mouth was free. Her chest spiked with quick breaths, fingers tugging to loosen up the clasp around her neck and free some space for her ample chest to shift forward. ] She should know who it is she is praising.

[ Her tone maintained its sophisticated air, albeit shivering the slightest bit. She always had reservations when it came to new people but such things had been stripped away.

Just one formality though. ]

Only then will she touch you where you want.

Mmmhh... [He reluctantly pulls his lips from her skin with one last gentle nip to her earlobe and whispers,] Bruno. My name's Bruno.

[With that he returns to his kisses, moving down the length of her neck.
One hand slides up her side, over her ribs, and gently explores the curve of her breast. His lips return to hers, again, thoughts falling away, his mind sinking into a warm sea of delirium. With her body pressed flush to his, she can feel that heat between his legs growing more intense.]

Bruno...

[ The name rolled off of her tongue like warm chocolate, filling her head with promises of a million things still to come. Her rational brain at this point was almost completely melted-- nothing mattered but body heat and this man she was presently enamored with.

Lanzhu lifted her right leg, draping it over his hip as she balanced upon her toe. Pelvis tilting ever to slightly so she could slip a hand between his legs and palm at his groin with a firm touch. ]

Lanzhu will make you feel brand new...~ [ She whined with her own girlish purr thrown in as her mouth was once more taken over by his. Melting into him, Lanzhu let fly a hard groan of a noise lost straight into his mouth. Muffled and needy, she tangled up their tongues again and continued to grind her palm to the front of whatever pants he may have been wearing. ]

[He swells hotter under her hand, growing firmer, his breath coming even harder, and after another several moments he breaks that desperate kiss, pulling back just far enough to tug the voluminous ruana over his head and drop it behind himself. His face is flushed and some of his hair has fallen forward, obscuring more of his face.

He pushes a hand through his hair, getting it out of the way. His eyes flick behind her and with a confidence born of desperation he gently pushes her back a couple steps to bodily press her against the wall.]

Mmmmh, you promise? [he whispers breathlessly before his lips capture hers again. He's honestly surprised with himself that he's gotten this far on instinct alone, one hand pawing at her dress, making its way under the skirt and between her legs, hot fingers gently probing.]

[ Lanzhu surprised herself-- not shoving her way through to take the lead, but moving with him to press her back against the wall without any protest. No, she was under as much of an influence as he was now... It would be mutual, whirlwind lust.

Lanzhu withdrew her leg, bracing her foot against the wall behind her. Enough to let him move around and place himself between her legs all he pleased. Every skirt of his fingers between her thighs had her mewling~ She hadn't even bothered to pull the top of her dress down or take the goddamn thing off. She didn't need to. Everything he needed was easy access...!

Ahem. ]

Promise. Lanzhu doesn't lie... [ She gave him a kind little giggle before pressing a playful kiss to the very tip of his nose. Her way of showing sincerity in the midst of a heated moment.

Now that, that was out of the way, she went back to exploring his body with her hands... Fingers running up his abdomen, lingering at his sternum before the right slid back down and dipped to wrap her fingers around his aroused manhood. Slowly, thoughtfully stroking. ]

Bruno's a big boy~ Lady Lanzhu likes that...

[Sliding her fingers along his torso, she can feel his ribs.
His middle is soft but concave.

Her hand curled around his cock elicits a shaky moan. To be honest, he'd never thought much about its size, but if she thought it was large he wasn't going to argue. He had other things to use his mouth for, after all, such as gently sucking at the skin of her neck. His hips move unconsciously.]

[The hand that isn't under her skirt fumbles at the fastenings of his trousers. After a couple beats he gets them undone and allows them to drop to the ground, kicking them aside a little.

With a hungry, almost gutteral moan he slides his hands along her hips and under her butt, lifing her up with only a little effort.]

[ And up she went. She was quite light, thankfully but Bruno was a scrawny fella with so much hidden potential! Thank goodness she decided to bother him.

Lanzhu ended up releasing him, choosing to cup his face with her hands and shove their lips together again. One of which slid into his hair like before, tangling up in it and gripping to make sure he wasn't going anywhere too far from her lips. The only directions she wanted him moving in was forward.

Groaning, Lanzhu attempted to wriggle her hips again. Her dress had ridden up over where his hands held her, leaving his palms grasping bare skin and noticeably strong muscles beneath it. She was in INCREDIBLE shape. Curvy body, lean middle, toned arms and legs all wrapped around Bruno and begging for more of him. ]

[Soft, purring moans ride every breath, now, as they kiss and kiss, and he feels a bit wild from that and from the notion that he'd gotten her up against this wall in the perfect position. One hand fumbles only a little at finding and pushing aside whatever underwear she might have on, fingers drawing across those wet lips. Impatient, he slips his hand under his throbbing cock and guides it between those lips and into her core.

He gives a louder moan at this, something above a whisper, now. Ah, god, it feels too good. He pauses to catch his breath, surprised he hasn't simply climaxed yet from the delirious pleasure.

After a couple beats he presses against her and moves his hips, working his thick, throbbing length further into her, still shivering with need.]

[ Those simple cotton panties were easy enough to nudge out of the way for now. There was plenty of time to do away with them if they wanted.

Lanzhu raked her nails over his scalp, pushing herself chest to chest with him. Her legs wrapped around his slim form, her heel bumping the small of his back for an extra push inward. ]

Zhè-- Zhè g-gǎnjué zhēn hǎo... [ lips against his ear murmuring words he wouldn't understand but were expressed breathlessly hungry. Almost a whine. Her hips bucked and moved with his, almost keeping them flush to one another for the time being to let them soak up the sensation of fulfillment for a moment. ]

Mmmmmhh~ Ah, god, you undo me, [Bruno whispers as they move together. His lips find hers again for a series of wet, desperate, open-mouthed kisses, quiet moans humming in his throat. His thrusts start slowly, gently, luxuriating in every sensation her body gives him.

Soon, though, he lets his head sink into the corner of her neck and his thrusts become greedier.]

That's right-- Don't be shy...~

[ Lanzhu tossed her head back, resting it upon the wall as their movements became more fervent and she didn't at all fear that he would drop her. No, no, Bruno had her pinned there.

Her insides hugged him right, bathing him in all the delicious tightness of her body. Her hands left him completely, rising up over her head to also rest on the wall. Her tongue flicked out to wet her lower lip between her chorus of loud, shameless moans and yelps. ]

How does Lanzhu feel, hm~? Talk to her...

[ she liked a vocal man, what could she say!! ]

[A throaty moan hums against her neck as he falls into a slow, heavy rhythm, lightning in his skin, his hands clutching under her thighs. He almost can't breathe enough to talk, and when he does find words it's a stream of breathless little nothings in Spanish at first. He catches a bit of his own sapience before it all drops into sensation, never to be found again, and what he catches becomes words he never thought he'd say--]

Ah~! Ah, god, you... you feel too good... drive me crazy.... Mmmhh... mmmmhhh... [His words pause for desperate, wet kisses to her neck.] Wanna hear you cum, wanna... feel your nails in my skin, wanna... mmmmhhh... lick you clean when we're done....

[--mainly because he never thought he's have a chance to say it.
Until now.]

[ And to THAT she could happily oblige. He wanted nails, she'd give him nails. Besides, her hands hated not being busy right now. Like fighting the pull of a magnet but she wanted to hear his wanton pleas before she put her hands back on him. While Lanzhu was trying very, very hard to not be a submissive little waif it was becoming increasingly difficult to be as demanding as she had initially planned.

Honestly all she could think about was milking herself dry of every climax she could manage. Priorities, you know? ]

That's right, you filthy thing--

[ Lanzhu practically yanked him back in by the hair for another kiss. Hungry, greedy, nibbling his lips before her tongue would dive back in to tangle with his. All the while, her fingers remained tangled in dark tresses while the other hand raked nails over his shoulder blade. Then the other would join it in desperately clinging to his flesh in the middle of his back. She may need to fix her manicure after this. ]

[She pulls him in and a shaky moan hums into the join of their lips. His tongue slides against hers and even that feels far too good.

And the nails in his back makes him cry out, the first really loud sound he'd made since they'd started, the tiny bolts of pain sending delicious fire through his nerves, pushing him ever closer to his climax. He tumbles down a slope of sensation, desperation gathering around him.]

Ah... ah, god, I'm gonna.... [he rasps.]

[ Whatever it took, she didn't mind making a nail a little wiggly as long as she left track marks on his skin that he'd remember well after they healed. Maybe enough to bring himself back to her one day.

For now she wasn't going to squander a second.

Their angle made each thrust run along a certain spot inside which had her a complete mess. Just perfect for her. She fed from his desperate, rattled words. ]

Cum in Lanzhu~ [ She damn near cackled. ] It's been so long~ Let it all out... Mmf!!

[Oh, something about hearing that sends another thrill down his spine, sending him hurtling toward the edge. He drops his head to her neck again. His hips buck as his climax hits him hard, hard enough for him to white out.

A strangled sound rasps in his throat. His hands grip her thighs hard enough to bruise (for which he'll apologise, later), and his release pumps into her, hot and thick and plentiful.

It has been so very long.]

[ Cumming together was so cliche. An act too scripted to be anything more than fantasy. But when it did happen she took back everything she'd ever said about smutty novels.

Lanzhu buried herself in his neck, sinking her teeth into his skin. She may draw blood, she may not. Pressure in her loins exploded, blazing with the wildfire in her belly and left her clinging and quaking as she came. Muscles massaged him, tugged him deep into her core as if to promise not to lose a single drop of seed, hips swaying ever so lightly. Her lips spilled affectionate, but unintelligible endearments flush to the bite she'd left behind. Soothing kisses over the spot which would surely bruise and ache for a while. ]

H-hah... Lanzhu can't get enough of you...

My heat/rut senses are tingling!

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