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Moment after

The Moment After Meme

You've seen The Morning After, and the Build-Up, and even the Mid-Fuck memes. But what about the moment after characters have done the deed? Do they cuddle or light up a cigarette? Go for seconds or reflect on what just happened? Hop into the shower to wash away their sins? Regret everything?

Well, we'll find out, won't we?

How it works:

- Post with your character, name and fandom in the subject. Include any prefs or no-no's.
- A set-up isn't necessary but hey, if you want, go for it!
- Others respond to your character.
- Congrats! They just had sex.
- Have fun!

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His breathing was still heavy as he settled in against Ash and laid his head on his shoulder. There was a definite smell of alcohol in the room. "I think I want some more of that."

A hand smoothed gently over Alex's short hair to rest at the base of his neck. His smirking lips press to his temple. Lips still swollen and raw from the make out session that started this. Finger tips draw a slow line from his neck down his spine. "Just try to get me out of this bed."

"I meant some more of whatever you have in that bottle." His expression is one of mischief as he moves to straddle Ash so he can reach to bottle on the nightstand and take a drink. "But you too." He's still straddling Ash's hips as he settles back down enough that he can kiss Ash properly again.

"Oh. That." He says with a laugh. His hands settle on his hips. Fingers digging in ever so slightly. Their lips meet again and he moans softly into the embrace. Tongue slipping between his lips to steal a taste of the liquor he just drank. "Tastes better this way."

Alessandro reaches a hand up to tug at Ash's hair, and when their lips break apart, he uses that grip to pull Ash's head to the side so he can kiss and then lightly bite his neck. He may not be a vampire anymore, but he still likes the feel of skin against his teeth.

The scrape of fingers pulling his hair. Teeth biting at his neck. It was a weakness for him. The light bite causes his skin to erupt in goosebumps. Ashley groans loudly, unashamed of letting the other man know how much he likes what he is doing. He drags his fingers over Alessandro's back, lightly scratching into his skin, pulling him closer.

"More teeth." He demands as he tilts his head wanting more of his lips and teeth on his neck.

It was some ungodly hour. The ass-crack of dawn the following day, perhaps. Or maybe even the day after that, when they finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a drunken slumber… And that’s precisely when a hand flicks on the tasteful lighting in Ashley’s bedroom.

“Well, well. What have we here?” Oni noisily dropped her keys on the console, leaning with her back against the bedroom door with her arms folded over her chest. “You’re lookin’ in better spirits.” Among other things. The air was heavy with sex. Even if the two men weren’t still naked under the sheets, she’d have known exactly what happened, but she isn’t so peeved about that as she is with the fact that neither of them thought to invite her to the party.

His first instinct is to bury his head under the blankets when the light is turned on. He does exactly that. Before he can yell at the AI to turn off the lights he hears Oni's voice.

He tugs the blanket down to his nose and peeks out at her. His pupils might give away that there is more at work here then alcohol, Ash has a taste for molly, especially when sex was involved. Or when he just wanted to stay out of his head. Not that he would blame either one for what happened, he isn't that kind of guy. Looking at her now he does regret not calling her. Didn't he try? He swore he sent a message. She isn't throwing anything yet so he decides to go with the cheeky greeting. This is a situation he has never found himself in before and he's not really sure what to do. Puppy eyes?

"C'mere. I think I'm feeling sad again." He gave the bed between his long body and Alessandro's a smack. Then he reached for his phone and saw the half written unsent message meant for her. He dropped the phone back on the side table and reached out a hand to grab hers. "Please? I'm sorry."

When the lights turned on, Alessandro immediately winced and turned over to hide his face against the pillows. All the alcohol that had been making the evening? Night? Morning? nice and fuzzy and pleasant was now just making his head hurt. A lot. The light wasn't helping.

He turned over when he recognized Oni's voice. Unlike Ash, he hadn't taken anything other than alcohol, and so his expression was equal parts pain from his hangover and regret. There was no hiding the fact that he was naked under the sheets, so he didn't try. He did, however, get out of the bed and move towards Oni. One, so he lightly wrap her in his arms and give her a kiss. And two, so he could reach over and flick the lights off again.

She knew how he felt about electric lights.

"Don't give me your sad face, you're not foolin' anyone." Somewhere in the midst of their nocturnal aerobics, all the pillows were knocked off of Ash's ridiculously oversized bed. Oni scooped one up and beaned him in his stupid, handsome, stoner face with the soft missile. "You're only sorry you got caught, connard."

"Et tu, Romero?" She watched him amble out of bed like the nude statue of a Greek god of debauchery. Oni lifted her chin defiantly, but she wasn't so steamed that she didn't return his kiss... or let her fingers slip in the hand reaching for hers.

That said, she was sorely tempted to turn the light back on, just for spite.

He turned on his side to face her where she stood at the door. That he noticed she had closed behind her. Ashley laughed when the pillow hit him. Grabbing it he tucked it behind him. Resting on his elbow he propped his head in his hand. "Only sorry you weren't here to watch."

It wasn't a lie. Ashley didn't often fall into the trap of regret.

He watched Alessandro as he approached her. His eyes wandering appreciatively over the body he was now very familiar with. When she kissed him back Ashley smirked faintly. He was also very familiar with her body. And his mind was already wandering as he watched them.

He got up and went to both of them. Tilting his head down he nuzzled the top of Oni's head. "I'm going to give you two some privacy."

Edited (Fuck my phone) 2023-06-11 14:10 (UTC)

[ m/m ]

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[ How did this even happen when he's clearly terrified of her? Who knows, but it did. And it cannot be taken back. Ever.

Either way, Nadja is giggling delightedly - while still looking at him like he's a literal snack. Because, well, he kind of is to her. ]

You tasty little morsel. Your hair is like what the humans call the marshmallow fluff.

And all of that naughtiness when you looked like you were going to piss your knickers before. Maybe that is your thing.

[ Being fucking terrified = turn on? ]