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Random Mass Crazy Fucking Meme

So, you're just chillin' and relaxin' one minute, and everything's going well. Well, but boring. Hmmm, wonder what's on TV later this evening? Maybe there's a Kitchen Nightmares marathon on...

And then, suddenly, just like that, you're hit with the desire to have sex with the first person you see. You might not know them. They might not be your type at all. Heck, they might not even be from your world. But none of that matters. You want to pin them down and have your way with them - there's nothing gentle here. No making love, no sweetness. Just bend somebody over (or be bent over by them), anybody will do, and have sex until your brains fall out. And you will, because this person is yours; nobody else will make them feel the way you do.

How to Play:

Pretty damn simple. This meme is for dirty, possessive smut driven by animal desires.
Comment with your character.
Tag anyone. It doesn't matter if they're castmate or no, compatible or otherwise. The goal of this meme is to play smut with as many people as humanly possible.
Give that your character will have the sudden urge to fuck someone/be fucked hard, there's a likelihood that kink and certain triggers will come into play. Be careful and say what you need to say.
Otherwise, get crazy.

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[It was something bound to happen eventually, Clark knew. The attraction he'd felt toward the man had only intensified in the five or so years the two had become acquaintances, then comrades, before finally becoming friends. Bruce had become somewhat dependable, and as a confidant, there really was no one better to vent to that he'd known other than Bruce Wayne. A friendly companionship became a need for more, and before he knew it, the desire he felt for the other man pervaded his thoughts with more force than he could bear.

Which was likely why he sought him out this night, waiting until the rest of the League was gone, leaving Batman alone on monitor duty. Finally, he left the confines of his quarters and stalked the halls, steeling his courage for what he had planned. At last he reached the monitor room and let out a soft breath of air before entering.]

Bruce.

Manning the monitors isn't exactly the highlight of Bruce's evening, but it's a task that needs doing, especially when he's one of the only ones left and his keen eye for detail puts him at the top of the list for banal duties like that. Even so, as usual, he's doing more than one thing at a time; advising the League on progress, ensuring they're safe, and in a separate window accessing some private databases from the Cave to update certain files he keeps.

Bruce doesn't look up when Clark enters. He doesn't need to.

"Clark."

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[ The thought had crossed his mind before. What must Superman be like in bed? Every time he thought about it, Nightwing always found himself slipping off somewhere to handle his body's reaction. Just the thought of having that strong body underneath him sent shivers running up his spine. Somehow, though, by an off chance, he found himself getting his chance tonight.

Where thugs had gotten their hands on kryptonite, the acrobat didn't know, but they had actually managed to ward off and beat the Kryptonian down to the ground with their unnatural help. That meant nothing, though, to someone trained to fight off large numbers on pure human skill alone. Nightwing beat off the thugs and sent them running off, leaving him to rush to Superman's side. They'd actually managed to cut and shackle him with the various pieces of the glowing green rock. He skillfully removed everything as he straddled the alien's waist.

It then hit him... The feeling that this was his chance. With slightly shaky hands, he reached out to cup Superman's cheeks and leaned in to kiss him. That wasn't the end of it, though - he began to rock his hips against the Kryptonian as well. ]

[Nightwing's reaction to the situation and Superman's were far different from one another. For one, Clark was mainly focused on the burning pain ripping through him at the introduction of Kryptonite to the surrounding environment. Second was getting the he'll away from it as soon as possible, but he was rarely any good at the 'run away' option when said rock was still in close proximity to him. So it wasn't until after a few moments that his mind began to clear a bit that he realized exactly what was going on.]

Di-Nightwing? What's going...?

[Well, the kiss and the feeling of being rocked against couldn't make things any less clear. Clark gulped and set an eye on Dick, not certain how to proceed here.]

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[The Other Girl took the brunt of the impact, keeping her alive throughout the dimensional shift, but once she's landed, the Hulk melts away into Bryce again, leaving her as the one most capable of handling the situation. Which leaves her, as usual, lying naked in a crater and considering how best to get out and find clothes.

Great.]

Dawn was a friend of Dave and his Bro. They just happened to meet up from living in the same city and due to their friendship she confided them in the fact she was a shapeshifter. The Strider Brothers seemed pretty cool with it so she came over pretty frequently. She would chill with whoever was home. In this case she was chilling with Dave while Bro was off doing whatever it is he did when he was out.

She was already a pretty sexually dominant woman already. She made it no secret that she did camshows and even, half jokingly, invited Dave to sit in on them. So when the undeniable urge struck her it wasn't hard for her brain to work through what she wanted to do. Dave would find himself being pulled onto Dawn's lap, her lips instantly at his neck kissing and sucking on it. "Heh you're so cute, I have no idea why I didn't do this sooner."

Dave had known Dawn for what had seemed like an eternity. Bro called her family friend, which was pretty much true, but she also happened to be a pretty choice chick. As attractive as she was, she was also cool as fuck and he liked chilling out with her whenever he got the chance. It didn't really matter if Bro was around or not - he was always pretty grateful to see her come over. She was an awesome friend to have around.

Tonight, he'd been intending to show her some of his latest jams on his laptop, but way before that could even happen, things took a sharp right turn and he found himself inexplicably straddling her thighs while her mouth played with neck. He'd always known she was pretty sexual, but this was his first time experiencing it first hand. The strange thing was the moment he found himself settled in her lap, Dave knew he wanted her. Bad. He grinned at her, hands grabbing the hem of his shirt and shrugging it off. "I dunno either, but I really shoulda tapped your ass like two years ago."

He followed the sentiment up with a hand pressed right against her breast, rubbing it through the fabric of her low-cut shirt. Dave could be pretty sexual himself and dominant to boot. His other hand tipped her jaw up so that he could nip at her lips, grinning. Tonight was going to be fun.

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Html is a cruel mistress

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It is. And I hate it... but I love it. It's my curse.

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Haha I know the feeling, I keep a few HS muses around so it hasn't been kind to me xD

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Oh? Which ones?

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Mostly just a bunch of AUs

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Cool, cool!

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Jane usually had a pretty good hold over her sexual urges. Having barely gone past the point of no return only a few times certainly helped, as did not having a designated sexual partner beyond her hand and a toy she'd sheepishly accepted as a gift from Roxy one birthday years ago. Most of the time, she just took care of herself before things became an issue.

But after a month staying at the Lalonde's and being constantly surrounded by her attractive friends and their siblings, well, she's gotten a little something under her skin. It's no help at all that a certain younger Strider won't cease in his flirting, and things may or may not have gotten hot enough this summer that he's rarely seen wearing a shirt and it has been over a month since she touched herself because she is just that good of a house guest.

Fucking diggity damnit. She was glad her body insecurities were plenty reason to keep her away from the pool, generally, or else she'd be subjected to wet, dripping, clingy-suited Striders and Lalondes as well. Which is really not fair at all.

Same goes for the fact that the pool room is the quickest short cut to the kitchen and she just happens to cut through when Dave's emerging from the pool all sexy like. Jane actually has to stop walking as she can feel her legs about to go all jelly-like underneath her. She forces a weak smile at the man, fully intending to continue on her way when her legs stop being gooshy.

"H-hi! I was just going to put a pizza in!" Awkward pause. "You want any?"

Dave is infinitely glad for the pool at Lalonde's place, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the heat. Or, well, that's not the primary reason, anyway -- though it's a nice way to beat it whenever Rose insists he takes it outside. See, the really great thing about how cold the pool is has everything to do with its ability to kill boners with an extreme prejudice. Which is good, he reflects after slipping out of the pool, because this summer has been... it's been something else. It's like he's had a sexual awakening, despite already being just as horny as any other teenage guy.

It's gotten so bad that during the month he's been here, he has definitely spotted Lalonde and their teenage kinds sorta mom in skimpy as fuck outfits and almost had a masturbatory fantasy on his hands. It's that kind of hell, the one where all his issues start spilling out and he fucking hates everything. Sure, he's rubbed his frustration out - usually on a daily basis when Egbert and English were busy with "scrums and such" - religiously, but at some point, masturbation stops being fulfilling and really, he just wants to have sex. And hey, as a bonus, he even knows who with: Jane Crocker.

She's pretty much the source of his woes, actually. Sure, she's not doesn't wear the revealing shit Roxy and Rose sometimes do, but he can't take his fucking eyes off of her when she's around. He decided pretty early on that he wanted to put the moves on the pretty lil' lady, but she's never really given him any clear signal and her really doesn't wanna piss off John by trying to kiss his weird grandmother slash granddaughter.

That doesn't stop him from trying, though, and today, no matter how many cold showers and dips in the pool he takes, his blood is still running hot and he's actually pretty damn horny; when he spots her, Dave stops where he's standing and tries to be super obvious when he check her out. He even hums his approval.

"Nah. I ain't hungry for pizza," he smirks at her, getting closer, "But I could go for a pippin' hot Jane. I've got somethin' much better than a pizza to put in you, Crocker."