Give me the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

[thelongcon]

The Truth Meme



Whether by spell, curse or chemical, your character is now compelled to speak honestly about everything. There's a little wiggle room: all that matters is that all they say are true.



1) Post with your character, (you know the drill) they're now stuck speaking the truth.

2) Others tag in.

Comments

[likeaquaman]

Yeah. Hang on.

[He steps away from her long enough to dig his wallet out of his abandoned jeans, pulling a condom out of it. At least he has the grace to look embarrassed.]

Ever since we could touch, I've been, uh, prepared.

[claimyourself]

Oh, Ethan Wate. You are such an optimist. But I like it.

[She grabs the hemline of her dress and pulls it off over her head, letting it drop to the floor and leaving her in only her bra.]

Love it, really.

[bitchesandbreadstix]

Yeah yeah, you are. [She adds before she can think] You're her favourite, we know. [Santana pretends to be annoyed at that but she isn't. She couldn't be. Brittany is everyone's favourite.]

[likeaquaman]

I love you, L.

[He's clearly not entirely sure what he's doing with the condom but he's still giving it the old college try, getting it open and rolling it down onto himself. When he's ready, he looks at her, nerves tempered by love and longing.]

Ready?

[ladyiron]

[That's technically yes and no question that Toni doesn't often think about. Nor does she often want to. She might pay herself to do that, but usually not with others.]

Technically you'd be paying yourself there. With my money.

[somanylyrics]

[her smile goes a little softer]

What....about you? Am I...your favorite too?

[claimyourself]

Yeah. I love you too.

[She's smiling nervously, but she presses herself back against the wall in anticipation.]

[likeaquaman]

[A moment later, Ethan lines them up, then pushes himself in, slowly, slowly, moving so slowly he can barely stand it.]

Okay?

[claimyourself]

[She grips tight to his shoulders and in the distance is the sound of thunder. A storm's forming.]

It hurts a little. But I can take it. Are you okay?

[She shudders and leans in to kiss him.]

[likeaquaman]

I'm great. I'm more than great. I'm with you.

[He kisses her back as he continues to slide in, slowly, until he bottoms out within her, panting softly.]

Still okay?

[claimyourself]

Yeah.

[Gently, she breaks the kiss and tilts her head back.]

So, should I maybe do this?

[She starts to lift her leg, running it up against his own as it makes its journey upward towards his hip. Shivering, she clutches tight to his shoulder and sets her head back against the wall, letting out a soft hum. Outside the storm moves overhead, thunder rumbling.]

[bitchesandbreadstix]

[Santana goes quiet and ducks her head. She still can't stop herself from telling the truth, so she buries her face into the pillow and simply nods with a muffled 'mhm']

[likeaquaman]

Jesus Christ, that's exactly what you should do.

[He tilts his head forward to rest against her shoulder, slowly beginning to move.]

You feel incredible, L.

[claimyourself]

[Her breath catches in her throat, and she makes soft noises. Those noises are totally at odds with what's happening outside, the thunder clapping loudly and often.]

Ethan... oh God. Yes!

[likeaquaman]

[Ethan's thoughts aren't really clear enough to Kelt anymore - there's phrases and words here and there, her name or God's or some words that would make Amma cut the top of his head off and wash his brain off with soap if she'd heard him use them, but nothing that deserves the distinction of a sentence. He rocks against her, hands at her ass, cupping it to pull her hips closer as he moves faster.]

[claimyourself]

[Lena stays coherent a bit longer, urging him on and telling him that she likes how it feels, but soon she's so lost in these new sensations that her Kelting is just a scramble of words here and there.

She's completely lost her focus and so she can't control the storm hammering the whole town by this point. Hail is hitting the windows, winds are blowing Confederate flags away, and there's a downpour that's turning little dips in people's yards into ponds.

She braces her back against the wall and rolls her hips forward, while her arms tighten their hold around his shoulders and she locks one leg tight against his waist. After a brief moment to prepare herself, she holds on tight and lifts her other leg from the floor, making it so he has to hold her up completely.]

[likeaquaman]

[There's definitely going to be some angry calls to cash in storm insurance when people get up in the morning, that's for sure. But Ethan isn't thinking about Mrs. Lincoln's horror when she discovers her birdbath has been blown into the ditch across the street, or how Mrs. Snow will feel at her ancient oaks being knocked into the street.

He's thinking about the tightening coil at the base of his spine, and the heat burning hotter and hotter beneath his skin. Finally, he does get a coherent word out:]

Close.

[claimyourself]

Okay.

[She has no idea if she is, because she's never actually felt anything like this before, so she just holds on tight as more hail pelts the house.]

[likeaquaman]

[It only takes a few more frantic, erratic thrusts before Ethan is spilling inside the condom, his breaths heavy and ragged. He's trying to still move, to get Lena off too, but he feels like his limbs are so heavy.]

[claimyourself]

[Oh, he's still moving. Is he supposed to still be moving after he's done? She doesn't know, but it still feels really, really good, so she keeps moving against him too. Outside it's practically a hurricane, and she knows that there's something incredible within her grasp; she just needs to reach a little farther for it.]

[likeaquaman]

[He finds a second wind in Lena's matching his movements, and he feels like a wind-up toy that someone's finally wound up again. He's breathing hard and every movement is a little more difficult than the last, but he keeps moving, fingers squeezing her rear, kissing her hungrily as he pins her tighter to the wall.]

[claimyourself]

[She definitely likes that, but she can't tell him because her brain has turned to jelly, so instead she just jerks against him, feeling like she's on fire. A moment later, she's crying out into his mouth as she's hit with a wave of pleasure so intense that she completely loses control and the window shatters.]

[likeaquaman]

[The wind and rain pour in, and glass flies around them, and Ethan turns as much as he can to block Lena from the glass. He clutches her to him, breathless, shaking.]

L. I need to put you down.

[claimyourself]

[She's shaking too, completely overwhelmed and unable to think clearly, though there's the vague sense that she did something with her powers and -- hey, it's all cold and wet in here. Oh.]

Okay. Sorry. I can fix it. I think.

[likeaquaman]

It's okay. Just let me put you down.

[He does, pulling her close to him, ducking his head down to brush his lips against hers.]

You're incredible, L.