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SUPER FLUFF MEME

It's what you get when you combine the Affectionate Physical Contact Meme with the general Fluff meme. Since they're both basically related and are involved with one another, why not go ahead and throw them together for the ultimate fluff situation? Here's how it works:

Post with your character with the character's name and series in the subject line.
Others respond.
Use RNG and enter 1-15 to pick a scenario.
Then use RNG again and enter 1-9 to pick which physical contact to use next. "Roll" this as often as you want.
Enjoy the fluff!

fluff scenario

1. Sick day. You're down with the flu or some injury. Whatever the reason, you're bedridden or at the hospital. Aren't you lucky that that special someone came to visit you?

2. Date night. You've made special plans to show that special someone just how much you love them and nothing can go wrong tonight.

3. Cheer up. One or both of you is feeling down and it's time to get out of that slump by either finding a way to distract yourself or talking it out with the other person.

4. Love confession. Your stomach is doing flip flops and your heart is racing, but you've read all the signs right, and it's time to let that other person know you feel the same way.

5. Special gift. Maybe it's the first time, or maybe this is the gift that really counts. Birthday, Christmas, or just a random present, you've been planning and saving up for this one and are hoping that special person will like it.

6. Last time (for awhile). One of you is going away for some reason (it can be as simple or angsty as you want it to be) and you may be back or you may not, but you want to spend the time you've got left where you are with someone special.

7. Pillow talk. You've just had fantastic sex (which playing out is optional!) and you're both content to lay back and enjoy a little bit of pillow talk or maybe go for round two as soon as you catch your breath!

8. Shared dessert. Whether it's because you're both cheap or you're one of those cute, lovey-dovey couples who love sharing desserts, the two of you are sharing that delicious ice cream sundae or cake with one another. Did some of it get on your partner's nose? Or maybe you want to go ahead and take a bite out of the cookie sticking out of their mouth.

9. Need a friend. You just want to hang out with the guys/girls and have a little fun.

10. I'm sorry. You had a fight with someone and now it's time to kiss and make up. . . or at least make up.

11. A moment at home. There's nothing better than enjoying a peaceful day without anything to worry about. Maybe you'll share a book with a friend, or just enjoy some tea and catch up.

12. Been so long. You're back after a long trip somewhere and now it's time to meet up with someone you've missed a lot and make up for lost time!

13. I'll defend you until the end. You're going to fight for that person and you're going to let them know it or show them, whichever comes first.

14. Pillow fight. You're both feeling the need to have some friendly horseplaying, and what better way than with pillows?

15. Wild card. Reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

physical contact

1. Hugging. You just want to give your loved one a warm embrace. Be it out of happiness, to comfort them while they're down, or just to give them something warm to latch onto, you just want to wrap your arms around them.

2. Kissing. Whether it's a peck on the cheek or a deep kiss, a kiss good-bye or a romantic kiss, you find yourself compelled to kiss the other person! Be as tender or as passionate as you so choose.

3. Holding hands. It's a simple gesture, really -- to reach out and take someone's hand. But that one simple gesture can convey any number of sentiments. What the sentiment is is up to you, but you find yourself reaching out to take your significant other's hand.

4. Carrying. Is your loved one hurt and needs a lift? Do they want a piggyback ride? Or do you just want to spare them the effort of walking? Whatever the reason, you're now itching to pick up your partner and carry them to their destination (maybe even the bedroom).

5. Dancing. Kick up the music, because it's time to dance! But no lone dancing allowed -- you need to have a partner! You can do whatever dance strikes your fancy. Personally, I recommend the slow dance, but you can do whatever you want!

6. Massaging. Did your significant other have a rough day? Did they get hurt? Or do you just feel like doing something really nice for them? Whatever it is, you're giving them a nice massage now. They'll feel wonderful in no time!

7. Tickling. Does that special someone feel a little tense? Maybe they've been frowning a little too much late? Or maybe you're just feeling a little devilish. Give them a tickle and see what happens!

8. Cuddling. Sometimes there's just no better feeling than curling up next to each other on a warm sofa. Hold each other, lie next to each other, fall asleep on each other -- it's all good here.

9. Wild Card. Reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

(stolen from various memes on

memebells )

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What? No, I just - wow - I had an itch!

[ There's an embarrassed smile with a face flush - she's not really mortified because it's not like it's anything Scott hasn't seen before, but it's nothing he's seen her do, and it's just bad situation overall. She sits up in between his legs, hands wiping themselves off on her sheets, embarrassment written all over her. ]

Hey, well, you do this to me so. Blame yourself.

Allison.

[ His gaze is dark now, heated, a different kind of look in his eyes as he sits up similarly, shifting around to gently nudge her down, their heads now resting where their feet had been. He hovers close to her, one hand sliding down between her thighs, his fingertips seeking out her clit to rub slowly. ]

Is this what I do to you?

[ The look takes her breath away - doesn't scare her but entices her further to jump into this with him, to be apart of him and he world and all that means. She squirms beneath him, powerless and longing and every inch of her crying out in desire. For him. ]

Uh - yes. More than this - too.

[ That look is still there, but then she answers and he grins, that slightly goofy, broad grin that shows signs of the teenager still present, not just the werewolf. His touch between her legs quickens a little, and he ducks his head against her neck, kissing her pulse point. ]

There's more?

My - my heartbeat.

[ Which Scott has probably noticed by now, but is beating faster than normal, naturally. She was going to try and think of more things to name, but his distraction is proving more difficult than first thought, and she closes her eyes letting her head roll back as she moans loudly. Fingernails just lightly claw at his back, and if she were speaking, she'd probably ask for him to do even more to her, because it all feels so wonderful and new. ]

[ It's easier to ignore how hard he is when he's focused on her, the sounds she makes that are anything but quiet and the light scratch of her nails down his back. He can smell her arousal and he can't help it, he has to slide down her body in search of more, more of her.

He slides his arms around her legs and stretches out on his stomach between them, burying his face between her thighs to press his mouth to her, licking slowly. ]

[ If she were loud before, she's screaming now, not holding back at all. It's rare when they're completely alone like this, so she doesn't plan to waste that gift. The hand on his back moves to holds his head ever so close to her center, while her other hand claws at the bed sheet, looking for something to... something. Something to help her stabilize and stay afloat. Help her to stay his in this moment even if it's just for a second more. ]

S-Scott...

[ This is the best part, when she surrounds him like this - her scent, her taste, the sounds from her lips. She never holds back when she's with him (unless they're specifically trying to keep it down).

His arms encircle her hips to keep her from moving away, leaving her spread open for his mouth, his tongue parting her and then pressing in, over and again. He groans low in the back of his throat, a quiet acknowledgment of her. ]

[ She's dying a perfect death here, ripping apart at the seams because she can't seem get a hold on reality anymore. She's too far gone, too buried beneath words like passion and desire, to really have any knowledge of where this is even going. Her head is heavy, sweat running down her forehead, blood pulsating in her veins, hair standing on her arms. She can feel everything he's doing, and there are no complaints on her end, only sighs for more. ]

If you don't stop you know I'll -

[ He's right there to remain her one link in the here and now, reaching up with one hand to link their fingers together, giving her silent permission to hold on as tightly as she needs to while he takes her upward, higher and higher. She warns him, but it's not a bad thing; if anything, it just makes him eager for it, ready to be the one who takes her apart and then gently assembles her into one piece again. ]

C'mon. [ He pauses to speak, nuzzling the inside of her thigh, and then licks a hot stripe along her before his tongue thrusts in. ]

Not -

[ - without you, she wants to say, but words cease to form as all logical thinking fails her. There's only her and Scott and wonderful feelings and the universe, and she can't make sense of anything. but that's fine, because she has his hand in her's which she grips onto tightly, and she has his breath on her thighs, and she knows - she knows - wherever she goes, she won't be alone.

She succumbs. She releases herself, but she doesn't go anywhere. She stays here with Scott, because there's no place in the world she'd rather be. Muscles clench and release, everything tired and lazy from his brutal attack. She melts. she doesn't disappear but she feels like air, weightless and free. She's still holding his hand. ]

[ It's okay, it's all okay. It's not as if he's keeping a running tally in his head, an ongoing score chart of who owes who in number of orgasms. Besides, it's kind of worth it when he gets to see her like this, full of abandon, her body tensing so tight and then releasing slowly, and then that contented look on her face afterwards.

He turns his head to kiss the crease of her thigh, licking his lips, and then slides up to lay next to her. He's half-hard against her hip but it's not what he's concerned about right now. He just holds her, feeling those aftershocks course through her body, lifting his chin to kiss her temple. ]

[ She's definitely keeping count of who owes who orgasms, and if she had a voice, she'd assure it would not stay uneven for long. She doesn't, though - it's lost in breathy pants and the aftermath of her orgasm. She's calm and content - smiling despite her tiredness.

Allison stays on her back but eventually opens her eyes, looking right at Scott. He's lovely and not nearly as lost as she is, but he's her anchor and she clings back onto him, not to stay here but rather to stay here with him. ]

Wow.

[ He grins, gently laying his head next to hers, watching the profile of her expression as she slowly comes back down from everything. Like we said already, she's gorgeous.

And he'll let her cling to him as long as she needs to. ]

That's my line.

Check the script. It's mine.

[ She's more than full of affection, and she snuggles on up to him to feed off some of his warmth and comfort. Allison leans in for a lazy kiss, too tired to pull away after so she just stays nearby, the very tips of her lips brushing his. ]

Yeah, yeah.

[ He smiles against her lips, curving an arm across her body so he can cuddle up next to her. They've had the whole afternoon to themselves and he hopes like hell that her dad isn't coming home any time soon. Besides, studying is definitely overrated. ]

Did I mention you're a jerk?

[ It's teasingly said, with a light slap on his chest. She referring to the whole "no-orgasm" on his part, which she was perfectly willing and (somewhat) ready to give him. Total jerk. ]

What? We've got time.

[ So maybe he's holding out a little until he can get inside her again. Priorities are important. ]

And if my dad comes home right now?

[ It's a serious thought, but Allison smiles when she says it, sitting up to stretch her arms out over her head. She humors a glance over to the clock to confirm that they some time - quite a bit of it actually - before she has the worst talk in the history of worst talks with her father. But Scott's worth that risk, right?

She stays sitting but looks down at him, eyes still tired but her smile exuberant. She braces her hand on the bed, before swinging a leg over Scott's lap to straddle his hips. Better believe she's wearing a smug look! ]

[ And that, Allison, is what it looks like when you put the fear of God into Scott McCall. More accurately, it's the fear of Chris Argent as his eyes temporarily go wide and he actually utilizes his werewolf hearing to make sure he can't hear the sound of a car approaching or keys turning in the front door.

His heartbeat only slightly returns to normal when he catches a glimpse of Allison's expression, and he breathes a sigh, hands absently coming to rest on her thighs. ]

Don't scare me like that.

Sorry! It wasn't a very funny joke.

[ But her smile is still big when she leans down to kiss him. A lot of times. As many times as she's allowed to before the forces of nature - namely the need for oxygen - kick in.

When that moment comes, Allison hardly breaks away, instead hovering close and kissing his neck in light little brushes. She's innocent for now, as not-sexual as she can be when both of them are naked in her bedroom, but there might be a slight rock in her hips here and there. Accidental (not)! Just to keep him on his toes. ]

I mean, if you're going to make me feel better now -

[ He grins, slow and broad, and slides a hand up her spine to cup the back of her neck, keeping her face close to his as they kiss, over and over until he's starting to forget a time before they started doing it.

Eventually, however, the kiss breaks, and he tips his head back against the mattress as her lips continue a descent further down his neck. His hands move back down to settle against her thighs, thumbs tracing the curve of strong muscle. ]

[ She buries herself in the crook of his neck, breathing in his natural musky scent and the scent of sweat still lingering on his skin. He's addictive in more ways than one - in sight, in sound, in smell, in taste, in touch - basically everything about him is something that manages to keep Allison coming back for more, no matter what. He's... well, he's Scott, and that's more than a good reason to keep close. He's the best, to Allison at least. ]

You're a weird guy, Scott.

[ She laughs, because weird isn't the half of it, but it's not a bad thing by any means. She loves his weirdness with how she loves everything about him - the bad, the good, and the ugly. Allison sits up, fingers running down the outlines of muscles on his chest, tracing them lightly and without care. Not to be corny or anything, but... she's pretty sure she's got his muscles memorized now, with how often she looks at them, feels them. ]

Me? I'm a guy, Allison, it doesn't take much to get my mind back around to - you know.

[ His hand smooths through her hair when she hides her face against his throat, enjoying the softness of her dark curls against his fingertips. There's a part of him that doesn't really know what he ever did to deserve her and another part that's so terrified she'll decide this isn't a good idea and end things. But he's desperate to hold onto her, to preserve this, to still be them.

He lays back, folding one arm behind his head, and gazes up at her face, the idle look of concentration on her features as she traces the muscles of his chest and abdomen. There's no denying that the bite had - filled him out in certain places, but he's been working on increasing his strength and resistance to boot, and there's added muscle now on top of what being a werewolf had already accentuated. ]

I love you.

[ She beams brightly when he says he loves her, fingers continuing to tickle his skin as more of a distraction from blushing than anything else. He's the only one that gets her like this - bashful - and it's annoyingly girly for her tastes. But there's something about she doesn't really care about, she doesn't mind being a little bit delicate and frail around Scott, because she knows he'll protect her. Or try to. ]

Me too, Scott. A lot.

[ A hand moves to brush some hair from his eyes, lovingly and longingly, without hesitance or embarrassment. She's proud of her feelings - unashamed - more than happy to say them out loud. Quickly, she darts a kiss to his cheek, before falling back into her sitting position, uncaring of their lack of clothes. ]

More than I'll ever tell you.

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