Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip all the conversation and go straight for the experience?
In that case, rejoice! This hole meme was made for you!
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Post with your character's name, fandom and pairing preferences in the subject line.
Your character is now in the middle of having sex! Any location, sexual position and level of undress is allowed, so knock yourself out with establishing the scene of your dreams.
Comment around! See if there's anyone else who posted a perfect scene for your character to fuck in.
Keep going and finish the act. Then go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
[Ryuji didn't stay over often in the cafe. Even now that they were dating, that they had starting going out more and more, over nights were a very rare thing. Maybe it was nerves or taking the next step in their relationship. But Akira so badly wanted him over. Wanted to spend time with him. So he just grabbed him one time after school and made him stay over.
Which is how they got to making out in their underwear on the couch.
His fingers curled into Ryuji's thigh as he pushed against him, tongue pressing into his mouth and playing against him. His other hand moved in and wrapped around Ryuji's clothed cock to give it a stroke.
Fuck, he felt so warm with him. His face burning up and his eyes barely staying open. When he was able to pull away with a string of saliva between them, he could barely meet Ryuji's eyes.]
You're a good kisser.
[He's told him that a hundred times but he'll say it again.]
[Chigiri never considered himself the type to develop crushes on teachers or whatever; he'd always felt such a thing was juvenile, even below him. There are boundaries and things in place for a reason, first and foremost, and even more than that, most teachers were way too old anyway, and rarely did his school ever employ the hot, younger teachers like they did in the movies.
That all changed on a fateful morning during mathematics class when Chigiri looked up from his bored perch at his desk toward the front of the class as the principal introduced their new substitute math teacher who'd been brought to cover things while the original went on maternity leave.
The introduction more or less fell on deaf ears. Between all of the girls excitedly whispering amongst themselves and Chigiri's own heart pounding loudly in his ears, he couldn't hope to ever hear a thing, even if his eyes were glued to their new teacher's mouth as it moved when he spoke and introduced himself -- Nanami Kento -- and bowed to the class. Once the fog cleared and Chigiri could hear that rich, deep voice tell them he'll be with them for the remainder of the year, it was a done deal.
Ever since, Chigiri had to sit in class with his legs spread out a bit further apart than usual.
Nanami-sensei was nothing like any other teacher -- or person -- Chigiri had ever met. Tall, blonde, gorgeous and well-built with cheekbones to die for and a voice that could melt cold steel. And God, that ass. According to some rumors, he used to work in the finance sector, which made him perfect for Rakusote Business High School. And the fact that he had no rings on his finger...
Ugh! Chigiri had to remind himself on numerous nights in his bed, after he'd jerked himself to fantasies about the two of them, that there was nothing he as a high-school student could do. Nanami-sensei was a grown-ass man with his own life; probably not gay and not interested in sabotaging what he'd worked hard for just because Chigiri wanted him. So many lives could fall apart. Best to just push such thoughts away.
But Chigiri wanted him badly.
With each passing day, Chigiri's resolve weakened, especially whenever he discovered something new about Nanami-sensei that would attract him more and more to the popular teacher, and it wasn't long before he made the choice -- subconscious or not -- to try to win his favor.
Math wasn't his best subject at the beginning of the year but with Nanami's tutelage and his own determination and adoration fueling him, he began earning the highest grades in the class. Just seeing a "well done" at the top of a test made his heart flutter.
But his own body wanted more than just a "well done", more than just blushing and heart racing, more than just a star sticker on a perfect assignment. Asking his teacher for help when he could show him how capable he was instead wasn't his style. He wanted Nanami-sensei to notice him for him. Wanted him to want him.
So he started treating his hair and skin even better in his daily and nightly routines; would start drawing attention to his mouth (and the sheer lip gloss on his lips) by tapping his pen against it whenever he could, ostensibly in thought; he'd spritz light traces of cologne behind his ears and on his wrists and in his hair, just so that Nanami-sensei could catch a whiff of the intoxicating scent during those few precious moments he stood near.
And on days he didn't have soccer practice (where he'd try to shine to get a certain blonde's attention and approval), he'd help around in the classroom after school. Tidying up, helping grade papers, running errands, anything Nanami-sensei needed, all so his adored teacher could feel appreciated. And if he happened to notice Chigiri crawling beneath a table to clean or doubling over to pick up this or that, even better. Sometimes, he'd take his sweet time and stay a little longer than perhaps necessary, just because.
Today was one of those days. It started raining outside pretty hard outside by the time Chigiri gave up on yet another chance to get Nanami-sensei to notice him and left campus. The walk home on foot in the rain was to be a long one, and he had left his umbrella at home, an honest mistake on his part; his uniform jacket would have to shield his hair and white shirt from the rain, then.
That should have annoyed him, and for a brief moment, it did. Until a sleek black sedan pulled up to the curb and rolled down the window to reveal everybody's favorite substitute math teacher inside. And offering him a ride!
Chigiri couldn't find it within him to even play coy or hard to get -- he just hopped in without a second thought and, with a murmur of apology for being a little wet, gave directions to his house. Taking the long and scenic route, of course.
As much as he adored Nanami-sensei, he wasn't going to give the man his home address, either. He was a horny teenager with mild delusions of seduction, sure, but he wasn't going to have his teacher show up to his house like this. Instead, he would just have him drop him off at a park across the row of townhomes where he lived. That way, no one can see them or suspect a thing.
Or see the hungry look in Chigiri's eyes now, when he glances toward his beloved teacher to thank him for the ride. Or see what follows next when Chigiri takes that proverbial step forward and reaches over to first put his hand on top of Nanami's on the gearshift--]
...thank you so much, Nanami-sensei. Not just for the ride, but for everything. Because of you, I got my grades up and I'm doing better overall.
[--and then, as his heart pounds wild in his chest and he swallows and looks up through his lashes at him, that same hand scoots from the gearshift and right over to Nanami's thigh.
Ah, just like he figured: thick with muscle.]
I've been...ah, wanting to show you my appreciation for a long time.
[Holding his breath, he squeezes Nanami's thigh and waits for his response.]
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