The Morning After Meme

[yohko]

MORNING AFTER MEME



Last
night was pretty wild, or maybe it wasn't. You have just woken up, but
you are not alone. Perhaps it is a stranger lying next to you, perhaps
it's someone you know. It might be your significant other, or a one
night stand. The fact remains that you are in bed together, naked and
something happened. 

HOW THIS WORKS; 

+ Comment with your character. Information and preferences best be included!
+ Someone replies. 
+ Shit may or may not hit the fan, that is entirely up to you. You might even want to go for round 2, round 3 etc. etc. 
+ Tag around!
+ Have fun and be excellent to each other!

Comments

[study_in_scarlet]

Closing her eyes she threw her head back, her fingernails lightly grazing over his abs as his fingers pressed a little harder against her flesh.

She hated the term ‘perfect’. She had heard it far too many times in her life, had too many people refer to her as such before she turned around and stabbed them in the back, sometimes literally. But here with Clint, among rumpled sheets smelling of sweat, sex, and blood, with him filling her so completely and making her feel so whole... well, this was about as close to perfect as she would ever concede.

To keep from getting too emotional or sentimental it was then that she started to move with long, slow strokes at first, the tempo increasing with each one.

[ihazanest]

And Clint? Well, he rarely said it unless he actually meant it, which was something she likely knew about him. Thinking, though was something that was rapidly losing its appeal at the moment. Clint was far more interested in feeling, though he couldn't help the grin when she started to move in earnest.

One hand stayed curled against her hip, mostly just to keep track of where she was, while the other one slid up to toy with her breast, since it was right there where he could reach it. It only took a moment to settle into the rhythm she was setting, rolling his hips in counterpoint to each of her movements.