Thirst Trap

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THIRST MEME

A simple meme for simple tastes. Because, occasionally, you just wanna turn your brain off.

No thoughts. Just thirst.

how do
- Comment with your character and preferences. Include a picture if you feel so inclined.
- Others will reply and admit if they are, indeed, thirsty for them.
- People can be as...descriptive about what they'd want as need be.
- Will anyone come clean, or will meme stay dirty?

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[fetlife]

[Five's easy smile widens at his boldness, a wicked light sparking in her eyes. She strokes his cheek, tender despite the dangerous, pointed edges of her gauntlet.

Then, her hand comes to fist in his collar, yanking him forward.] Then you'll show me what you can do.

[She has to pull him down to her level, angling her face up to press a firm kiss to his mouth. It's hungry, assertive, comes with the sharp graze of teeth along his lower lip.]

[farewellsnezhnaya]

[ The voracity behind the kiss was something he had been anticipating, likely even hoping for. Gloved fingertips ascend towards the woman's face, eventually deciding to bury themselves deeply within the confines of those glorious golden tresses. The slightest tug on those locks in an attempt to angle her face upward, making it more accessible to slide his tongue into her mouth without an ounce of hesitation.]

Promise me you won't start pouting once I break you?

[ An arrogant remark in between the sloppy exchange; mouths interlocked seemingly unable to draw themselves away from one another. His hips gravitated inward, colliding with the intoners. He wasn't prepared to back down, especially once let off his leash. ]

lmk if this doesn't work for you!

[fetlife]

[Accepting the deepening of the kiss and returning it with her own trademark aggressiveness, for a moment Five allows herself the pleasure of finally having the irrepressible hunger that the Flower, unbeknownst to her, caused in her. She groans softly into the kiss, rocking her hips against his own in undisguised eagerness, and for a second it seems as if she might let his arrogant remark — the sort of boasts she heard often from the soldiers and mercenaries she let into her bed — go unchecked.

Then her hand reaches out to wrap around his throat and squeeze, the grip somewhere between playful and painful. The metal fingertips of her gauntlet prick his skin. Five pulls away from the kiss when she believes she has his attention, her mouth kiss-bruised and wet, her eyes wild.]

Break me? Is that what you think will happen? [Out of breath and smiling, her grip tightens the barest fraction.] Oh no, no no, my darling new friend. I don’t break. Now you have to be a good boy if you want to play, understand?

works plenty! x

[farewellsnezhnaya]

[ A thin strand of saliva is all that remained of a connection between the harbinger and the intoner's lips, yet even that, too, would break away after mere seconds. Childe felt the air being ripped from his lungs, barely able to gulp down another breath as metal-clad fingers constricted around the base of his throat. For a brief moment, he felt panic, as if maybe the intoner had more than a slight display of power on her mind instead. ]

Fine. I'll play nice, catering to all your desires——no matter how twisted.

[ Defiance practically gushed from his response, words that were already strained courtesy of the hand squeezing his windpipe. He wanted to make her angry, feel the full extent of her wrath. And he would, most likely. For now, he'd play the role of a good boy, yielding to her whims. Childe maintained eye contact with Five, never once breaking it to show his resolve.

Two daringly stubborn forces of nature, it would only be a matter of time before one of them eventually cracked. ]