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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.

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[Ariadne watched as he rolled up his sleeves, and his forearms, something she'd never really noticed before now, were suddenly pretty damn sexy. She blinked a couple of times, trying to focus on the situation at hand.]

Mm, yeah. Air would be good.

[Unbidden, her head is already being filled with very dirty thoughts. Maybe some cool air will help clear her head.]

[Eames nodded, hoping that that would be the case. He wasn't sure he could be trusted around Ariadne otherwise. He was starting to feel in desperate need of a shockingly cold shower.]

Yeah, right.

[He managed to hold the door open for her on their way out, but he wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last in the polite conversation game. His head was already starting to swim as it was.

Christ, he had noticed how pretty Ariadne was before but this was just ridiculous.]

[She slipped through the door ahead of him, heart pounding in her chest so loudly she was sure he could hear. The cool air did feel good, but didn't take the edge away from her heated skin. Ariadne slipped past the group of people smoking outside the entrance, suddenly wishing she smoked so she'd have a distraction from how, well, aroused she was. There really wasn't any other word for it.

She leans against an empty stretch of wall and lifts her hair away from her neck to cool it off, laughing quietly.]

Maybe I should have gotten a Shirley Temple instead, huh?

[The air did help a little bit, but it wasn't as much as Eames had hoped. The coolness only skittered around his skin; it never really sunk in to do any real affect. And it only got worse once Ariadne leaned back against the wall. He was suddenly very tempted to kiss all the way up the exposed line of her neck. It was enough to make his laughter come out a little stained.]

Nothing wrong with being a bit adventurous.

[He licked at his lips, trying to cling onto his self-control. It was pretty hard when the threads of it were starting to come undone.]

I guess I should probably get you home.

[He reached out to take her hand then dropped it when he realized that he was leading her towards an alleyway instead of down the main road.]

Ah, I mean... Sorry.

[His words made her flush even more than she already had been, and the way he licked his lips was very distracting. And then she started thinking about him licking her lips, and that was just.

Well, it sounded awesome, but still.]

Probably. [She sounded neither convinced nor convincing, and her fingers automatically laced themselves through his when he took her hand. She blinked. This...was an alley. It probably wasn't the best place for them to be in their state, but Ariadne wasn't going to complain. Maybe she should just...go with it. She grinned up at Eames.]

Don't be.

[His groan was cut off when he recognized the slyness in her expression. He found his lips spreading into a grin of his own before he could even think twice.]

I knew there was a reason I liked you.

[There were other reasons, of course, but Eames wasn't all that focused on them at the moment. His train of thought was already starting to narrow down to just Ariadne. Thinking of the things he wanted to do helped to relive the heat slightly, so acting on them must...

Ah, yep he thought as he threaded his fingers through Ariadne's hair and pulled her up for a kiss. Good idea that.

[She laughed again, a little breathless, and she was about to make a half-assed, snarky reply when he kissed her. And then, funnily enough, she forgot what she was supposed to be saying, too busy returning Eames's kiss enthusiastically. He was much bigger than her, but she pressed herself up against him as best she could, completely unselfconscious.

And miraculously, it did help with the aching heat in her core, itching under her skin. A little, anyway. And, well, Eames was hot. That much was a fact. She definitely wasn't complaining.]

[Maybe he should be more concerned that all this was happening in an alleyway, of all places, but, honestly, it wasn't like Eames hadn't had sex in stranger places. And, besides, the way Ariadne was arching up into him felt entirely too good to give up.

Surely the locals could understand. It was Paris, after all. No one ever behaved themselves in Paris.

He dragged his teeth across her lower lip while his free hand slid up her thigh, groaning when he remembered just what she was wearing.]

Of all the days to wear trousers, love...

[She would never do this under normal circumstances. Despite her less-than-legal employment, Ariadne was mostly a good girl. But right now she didn't really care where they were. Eames kissing her had set off a chain reaction of sorts and there was no use trying to stop it.

Quietly, she gasped at the drag of teeth across her skin, pressing her hips upward into the hand on her thigh. She made a small noise of discontent. That was rather annoying.]

I wasn't—expecting this, exactly.

[Eames realized he was chuckling despite himself. Because, well, she did have a point, didn't she? And Ariadne had never struck him as the type to wander around in skirts as it was.]

Well, that's true enough.

[He pulled back from her, although only enough to let their lips slip away from each other. Even that felt like it required some sheer force of will, though. It helped a bit that he knew what he was planning was going to be something better.

He shifted his hands towards the clasp of Ariadne's pants, undoing it so he could slide he hand inside.]

[She'd always been a skinny jeans sort of girl, though now she found herself wishing she'd worn something a little easier to get into. Hindsight's a bitch. Her lips followed his when he pulled back, reluctant to break contact, but his hands at the button of her jeans gave her pause, and when he slipped his hand inside, she whimpered a little bit at the sudden heat and contact. It helped a bit more with her little problem, anyway.

She let out a small "oh," shifting her hips forward a little using the wall behind her as leverage.]

[There was no way to stop the smirk that was starting to tug on Eames' lips. It was almost like managing to figure out something particularly tricky on a job. It also came with an added bonus as the heat receded just enough to let him think properly. Or at least properly enough as the situation required.]

There we go.

[He slid his fingers down, doing his best to work with the angle that the shifting of her hips provided.]

[She let out a quiet moan as his fingers slid against her folds, hips jerking a little bit at how good it felt. She was trying to be quiet, considering they were very much in public, but right now every feeling seemed amplified tenfold, sending a shock straight to her core. Ariadne tilted her chin up to plant a heated kiss on the underside of Eames' jaw, letting out a shaky breath.]

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these two are slipping dangerously close to alleyway sex haha

i'm not even sorry

and conveniently placed alleyway go!

yesss

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