Drink Me

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The Aphrodisiacs Drink Meme

Welcome to the drinks meme! Use RNG or pick a drink that catches your fancy. Effects are coupled, so the more the merrier (and kinkier)! All drinks include powerful aphrodisiacs and the bar features handy private rooms stocked with everything your fantasies require.



1. red - juicy red apple spiced with cinnamon and nutmeg. effect: extreme, sudden arousal. You need someone, anyone, and you needed them yesterday.

2. orange - fresh orange juice with vanilla-laced champagne. effect: voyeurism. who cares who's watching? you want it right here and now. Or maybe you're the one who's into watching?

3. yellow - sweet and sour lemonade topped with meringue. effect: violence. angry hatesex can be more fun that it sounds...

4. green - lime sparkler with coconut and green tea flavors. effect: jealousy/yandere. You'll crave your partner desperately, and no one else can have them.

5. blue - crushed blueberry puree, vodka and soda. effect: domination. You'll have the urge to beat someone into submission. Make them the dog they really are.

6. purple - crushed blackberry puree, vodka and soda. effect: submission. You'll submit to any demands, and pain becomes the greatest pleasure. Who knew bleeding could feel so good?

7. pink - sweet sparkling champagne with strawberries. effect: loving. Your coupling will be adoring and loving. Onlookers will puke from the sweetness.

8. black - licorice and chocolate liqueurs. effect: The strongest of them all. There's no fighting the urge to fuck after drinking this. Even the most stoic of people can't resist this drink.

9. brown - coffee with hazelnut and cream. effect: energizing. You'll want to go all night, nothing can stop you. Multiple orgasms are nothing.

10. white - frozen coconut with jelly balls. effect: extreme bondage. You'll be frozen in place and desperate to be bound.

11. grey - earl grey tea with honey. effect: genderswap. Not the prettiest of drinks, but it will make you into the prettiest (or most handsome) belle of the bar. Just a sip gives the unbearable urge to crossdress.


meme written by spoilering

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I collect way too much fanart XD

[cawcawmfer]

Clint would have said that somewhere buried in this, it was a need as much as a want. They both need their releases every so often, and it needs to be with someone they trust enough to make it happen.

Natasha's words go right through to his groin, sending sparks that make him twitch below. He lets her go for his shirt, body lean and long, while he licks his lips and says, "you've got me for forty-eight hours, 'Tash." Permission, though he had no idea just how far it would go.

[falsely]

"Good." She skims her fingers up his sides, mapping out the plane of his chest, over muscle and the cut of his hip. There are scars there, some of which she's sure she's given him, some that he took for her, some that she was too late to take -- it happens. It's like a timeline, reaching back into the past to relive every bloody moment.

Shifting around, she gently places her hands on his chest, pushing him down onto the couch, settling into his lap a little too snug to be by accident, the apex of his hips catching against the button of his fly. "Then I better get started."

[cawcawmfer]

Not that she carried any less scars, for the same reasons, for years beyond his understanding. Natasha carried secrets in a deep well not even he knew the depths of, scars made long before he was born even though everything told him that she was younger than he.

But none of it matters right now; they had survived the mission, and both had a goal in mind right now that had nothing to do with their past or future, just a present between them. The pressure of her body against him forces a groan from between his lips, his hands folding behind his head for a moment with a playful smirk on his lips. "What will you have me do?"

[falsely]

It's not often she matches it, that free-falling playfulness. She lifts her hand, slipping two fingers past his lips and into his mouth, eventually trailing them down his bottom lip, his neck, his chest. All the while she smiles at him, leaning closer. Natasha doesn't always bother with the pretense -- sometimes the sex is too rushed and too hurried and too intense for it, no more room in their lives for something light-hearted. But right now, for some reason, feels- it feels important. It's what she wants.

"I was thinking it was more about what you wouldn't do," she murmurs, her hands reaching to pop open the button, skimming her nails down his navel. "Like stay still. And don't move."

[cawcawmfer]

This bit of playfulness is highly encouraging, shown by the pulse where their bodies meet, the smile staying on his lips as his hands shift to remain permanent. "And what if I don't?" he challenges, responding as ordered for now, however.