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bakerstreet2013-05-29 08:22 pm
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The Midfuck Meme
MIDFUCK MEME
♋Respond with your character(s) and put their name and canon in the subject bar. (You can make blank comments with < ! >. Remove the spaces).
♋ Respond to other character(s) with your own as if you are right in the middle of having sex. How did it happen? Who started it? Who is topping who? All that matters is they are in the middle of it.
♋ Want to add some direction and maybe a little kink? Take a spin on the Random Number Generator to give yourself a location. (Change the max from 100 to "10").
♋ Have fun threading out hot sex. Maybe they'll want another go, afterward.~
1. Between These Sheets
It's traditional and cliche, but we all know that beds in these kind of situations can come in handy.~
2. Sex On the Beach
Hot sand, cool water, sunrise or sunset, all you know if you don't care where you might be getting dirty as long as it's fun.
3. On Wheels
Car in a parking lot, truck on the road, motorcycle on the side of the highway, maybe even in the back of a carriage on your way home from the ball. Have fun smutting it up when you should be on the road.
4. There's More Than Hot Water Here
You're pressed against the wall of the shower, clinging to the sides of that bathtub, or maybe even holding on the stairs of that indoor pool. Too bad you'll have to get clean all over again.
5. My Body Is Your Bread
Crucifixes, altars, and confessionals, but this isn't the kind of worship you had in mind. Or is it?
6. Getting Creative With Furniture
Who said beds are the only nice furniture in the house? Couches, walls, tables, desks, any space can fit your needs for the moment. And don't forget the office, too. Just make sure your coworkers don't hear you.
7. Try This On For Size
You're in the changing room, but you're not trying on those clothes when you have enough to take off. Maybe that outfit did really make you look good enough to eat.
8. Shhhhhh, this Is the Good Part
It's dark and the only light is from the silver screen. But you're not paying attention to it so much as the person your came with--or met when you got there.
9. A Quickie Behind the Tree
A private place? Who needs one when you have a forest, or a park, or even an alley right there beside that building. You're outside and you don't care who could walk by.
10. We Have Ways of Making You Scream.
Dark, damp, and maybe even a little musty, but this dungeon is full of surprises. Those chains and whips could come in handy
It's traditional and cliche, but we all know that beds in these kind of situations can come in handy.~
2. Sex On the Beach
Hot sand, cool water, sunrise or sunset, all you know if you don't care where you might be getting dirty as long as it's fun.
3. On Wheels
Car in a parking lot, truck on the road, motorcycle on the side of the highway, maybe even in the back of a carriage on your way home from the ball. Have fun smutting it up when you should be on the road.
4. There's More Than Hot Water Here
You're pressed against the wall of the shower, clinging to the sides of that bathtub, or maybe even holding on the stairs of that indoor pool. Too bad you'll have to get clean all over again.
5. My Body Is Your Bread
Crucifixes, altars, and confessionals, but this isn't the kind of worship you had in mind. Or is it?
6. Getting Creative With Furniture
Who said beds are the only nice furniture in the house? Couches, walls, tables, desks, any space can fit your needs for the moment. And don't forget the office, too. Just make sure your coworkers don't hear you.
7. Try This On For Size
You're in the changing room, but you're not trying on those clothes when you have enough to take off. Maybe that outfit did really make you look good enough to eat.
8. Shhhhhh, this Is the Good Part
It's dark and the only light is from the silver screen. But you're not paying attention to it so much as the person your came with--or met when you got there.
9. A Quickie Behind the Tree
A private place? Who needs one when you have a forest, or a park, or even an alley right there beside that building. You're outside and you don't care who could walk by.
10. We Have Ways of Making You Scream.
Dark, damp, and maybe even a little musty, but this dungeon is full of surprises. Those chains and whips could come in handy
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[Ggio keeps pushing, keeps taunting even though it is evident that Ichigo working a finger into him is taking its toll. He squeezes sweetly around that finger, sucking Ichigo in all greedy and impatient. He moves in close again, hooking both hands around the back of Ichigo's neck to better slide his cock against Ichigo's, almost rubbing the entire length of his torso against him as he rocks up, down.
Letting his movements speak for himself. He does cry, but far from the broken sobs Ichigo expects (and could get, who knows, if he has that kind of tenacity in him), the noises Ggio makes are soft. Breathy. And he hisses as he grinds up, sighs as he grinds down, almost able to feel that cock stretching and stuffing him as he slides along him.]
Ah...
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[He refuses to be pushed around, even now, no matter how sassy or arrogant Ggio gets. No, he's going to keep fighting himself, and pleasing Ggio, too, so he's forced to remember that he's worth it. Because he is worth it, dammit, and he's going to make Ggio remember this damn fondly when it's over if he has any say in it. From the way that Ggio is grinding, undulating, it's working, too, and he shivers as Ggio's chest rubs against his.
Those noises, too, are a clear sign that he's doing things right. He keeps rubbing, pressing. Digging his finger in against that hole and tries to push in harder, further, to give him more to enjoy and be stressed by. And he can't help thinking that he wants to be in there, too, wants to fill that little hole, feel how it squeezes down on his cock, because he knows it will feel fucking amazing.
He leans in again, sucking at his ear, biting it. He needs to keep his mouth busy before he says anything more, says anything he'll regret. And he doesn't want to moan too loud, give Ggio to feel smug with. Not yet. Not here.]
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[Just because Ichigo's proving interesting enough, and not just crumbling under Ggio's aggression and forwardness. Because he's makes Ggio laugh, and not just in mockery, and he has a nice, long, lean hard body that's just delicious to rub against. Because he knows how to use his mouth and tongue and teeth and Ggio wants to put that to use on other places on his body.
And his cock. If it feels that good in Ggio's hand, against his own cock, then having Ichigo in his ass would just be - he doesn't even know, but it makes him cry out harder thinking about it, being spread around him and pounded until he shut up. Fuck, and to be able to taste him...]
I'd stuff my ass full of your cock. You have, ngh - no idea how hard I'd fuck you, until you explode and fill me up with come. You'd like that, huh? Having my tight little ass bounce all over your dick?
[And Ggio's always had a bad habit of talking to much, but even this is different for him, and voicing all of his filthy fantasies has him rutting even harder against Ichigo, reaching back and gripping his hand hard like he can force more of him in that way. He's working against himself, in a way, hearing himself speak like this, feeling the growing pressure in his cock, his balls, his breath hitching and only spurred on by Ichigo biting him like he can't take it anymore himself.]
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All those fantasies just make him burn even more brightly. Yes, he wants to fuck Ggio hard, to pound him. He wants to see that pride crumble and his face flush, hear him moaning, see his cock wagging in the air from the force. See it squirting sticky seed all over Ggio's body, his chest, his face, leaving him such a mess.
It would all be so satisfying, and like all of this, only better because it is Ggio. Because he's so arrogant and smug and sure of himself, and yet here he is, humping against Ichigo's cock and his fingers like they're the things he needs most in the world, and panting out how much he wants to get fucked. It's one of the hottest things Ichigo has ever seen, and he can't stop, not now, not until he's had his fill of Ggio - something that seems like it will take a very long time.]
Y-Yeah, I bet you'd make a good little fuck, Ggio. I bet I could just ruin that ass of yours, aah, if I fuck it hard enough, you're so tiny.
[And as good as Ggio is, as hard as he's making Ichigo, he's not going to let him have all the fun. He racks his brain for as much dirty talk as he can find, and it comes easier than he expected. Maybe it's how close he is, or how hot this is, building up from the long lead-in. He's not sure, but he just keeps rubbing, squeezing, grinding, feeling his balls ache and thrusts his finger harder into his ass.]
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[That's exactly what he wants to hear. That he's wanted in the best possible way, and it does more than stroke Ggio's ego. The talk, the fantasizes, the fact that he's doing something so wicked goes straight to his head, straight to his cock, and judging from the fine tremors coursing though his slight body, he's close.]
That's right, pound my tight ass, leave me dripping - ahhh!
[So close, that he doesn't even mind being called small, because it's clear what those advantages are. He's hardly aware how his words have shifted, how he pants and speaks as though Ichigo really is fucking him the way they describe. The idea is so vivid, with Ichigo playing with his ass while Ggio humps him, feels his size for himself, and his hands are scrambling, clenching Ichigo's shoulders, scratching down his chest. Until one hand grips the hair at the back of his head tightly, keeping him in place while Ggio crushes their mouths together, his other hand back on his dick, pumping furiously. He presses his body close as he can get, and soon he's groaning, sucking in breaths through his nose as his come splatters between the two of them.]
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He can't do it now. He's too close,too hot already, he just knows that he's going to come and it's simply a matter of time before Ggio makes him lose control. All he can do is hold on as long as possible, try to hold out, see if he can last longer than Ggio. He doesn't want to give Ggio anything else to lord over him, after all, and having a clear victory would do a lot for his confidence in this... whatever it is. Not a relationship, obviously, but it's something, and he wants more of it.
And then he feels it. The heat and wetness of that come splashing up his chest, and he can see it splattering over Ggio, too, and that sight is just too hot, too fucking hot to be allowed. He looks so good covered in the sticky white that Ichigo needs to do the same. It doesn't take long at all for him to come, too, a matter of moments, and when he does he pushes down on his cock, aiming it so that almost all of his seed lands on Ggio's body, making such a mess of him. He can't help it, he just needs to see it, see the proof of how much he had of Ggio, how hard he fought and won, too, won a victory over this arrogant, delicious, sexy as fuck little tiger.]
G-goddamn, that was... aah.
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Awesome? I know.
[Easy to say even if his breathing is harsh - maybe Ichigo wouldn't know that this was the best Ggio's had in a while, and it was just messing around. He reaches for Ichigo's hand, taking it off his dick to get a look at the seed covering his fingers before bringing them to his mouth, slowly licking and sucking each one clean.]
Mmm... this is pretty good.
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But it's extremely distracting how Ggio takes his hand, lifts it to his mouth, and starts to suck his fingers. Ichigo barely manages to suppress a groan, no matter how hot the sight is, Ggio looking like he's relishing in the taste of his come. He can feel a tingle running between his legs just from the sight. God, he wants more and he wants it right now, but he's better than that, he has to be.]
You, uh, you can have more any time you want.
[Which sounds like a pretty limp offer. He'd meant to sound all cool and sexual and yeah, damn right you're going to suck my dick, Ggio, but it really doesn't come out that way. He still hasn't found his sea legs yet when it comes to stuff like this, but Ggio makes him want to try. Just to wipe the smug look off his face, and replace it with one of unrelenting pleasure.]
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But reality is kind of messing with his afterglow, and he's thinking this may have been too risky. They're both well-known guys, and even if this was kept under wraps, Ggio's wary of letting in someone even that much, especially someone who wasn't forgettable.
Oh well. It was fun while it lasted.
He's not ready to go just yet, though, so he just leans in to suck and kiss under Ichigo's jaw.]
It'd be nice, wouldn't it?
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Wow, that's another thought he never expected to have. What's up with him today?
But then he's leaning in again to kiss Ichigo's throat some more and that feels pretty nice. So maybe this Ggio guy isn't all bad. Hell, he just gave Ichigo the ride of his lifetime, and that was just grinding and frot and handjobs. Imagine what he could do if they went even further. He shivers and can't help nodding a little, his hand falling to stroke over Ggio's limp, slightly messy cock.]
Yeah. I bet you'd love it, sucking me off. Maybe you should give it a try sometime.
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Not to say Ggio wouldn't enjoy making Ichigo's dick wet, but he's been generous enough as it is today. Maybe if Ichigo was daring enough, gathered up a bit more experience and came back when he was ready, because Ggio is certain of himself as always, and believes he's way too much for Ichigo to handle. Or too little, to be specific.
Ah, but his eagerness, his curiosity is endearing, and Ggio doesn't have any sticky feelings or much of anything for Ichigo, besides something of an appetite for his dick. Enough so that he'd want to fool around, maybe.
He smiles while Ichigo's face is in his neck, petting a hand down his neck, sighing almost wistfully as Ichigo starts to stroke him again. This is nice, and it's so tempting to stay here and play some more. But he has a reputation to keep, and he can't come off as someone likable. Even if it's just for his ass, though he doesn't mind that much.
Ggio pulls back to kiss Ichigo's cheek, gives him a small lick while he's at it, and hums in a way that could be agreement, but is mostly noncommittal, as he carefully pushes away and stands up.]
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So as odd as it is he does keep kissing over his throat, relishing in the taste of his skin. And that stroking it nice, feeling Ggio's hands on his body, reminding him that this happened, and it was good, and he can just bask in it right now, the pleasure and the satisfaction, even if there's part of him that isn't totally satisfied.
He frowns when Ggio gets up, though, watching him as he pulls away. Is he just going to leave? Get dressed? For some reason, a reason he isn't quite sure of himself, he doesn't really like the sound of that. Maybe he just wants more. More of Ggio's body and the pleasure that it can bring him, because that was good, so good, but it wasn't yet enough. But he doesn't want to just up and say that and seem like a needy whiner.
Instead he tries to sound as calm as possible, like he doesn't care, isn't bothered.]
Going already?
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[And that's it, really. It's the only way Ggio knows how to treat people, using them for amusement, not concerned with any kind of commitment. It's how he would be expected to be treated as well, since he's not blind, and knows he's far from the most pleasant person to be around, even if he looks great.
Besides, this is Ichigo, who should be trying to kiss girls or something instead of wanting more of Ggio, who would probably break his dick in half with his ass. Ggio almost snorts as he grabs up his pants, trying not to spare Ichigo another glance lest his risk being tempted. So what if feelings were hurt?
It's just the way he works.]