The Abrupt Kissing Meme

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The Abrupt Kissing Meme

 

 

Plain and simple: your character is being kissed. Abruptly. How did this happen? Were they talking too much to the point where it was the only way to shut them up? Was someone bidding adieu or just not able to hold in their feelings? Or was this some CPR class gone bad? More importantly—how do they react?

How this works:
→ Leave a comment with the usual information in the subject line: character name, fandom. Any preferences, including what you don't want, should be included as well. Congratulations, your character is being kissed by whoever tags them!
→ Tag around.
→ Feel free to roll RNG (1-9) if you cannot come up with scenarios of your own.
→ Have fun, and be excellent to each other!

• 1 — Simply put: I like you. (You may or may not know this already.)
• 2 — I did it to shut you up. (It worked, didn't it?)
• 3 — I've always been curious... (About what it'd be like to kiss you.)
• 4 — It was an accident! (I totally tripped!)
• 5 — Farewell. (I may never see you again and...!)
• 6 — Taunting. (Bet you didn't see that attack coming didja?)
• 7 — CPR (You were asleep and you suddenly woke up..?)
• 8 — No more waiting! (Ain't nobody got time for that.)
• 9 — Fuck da police. (In other words, the random/whatever option.)

Comments

[excessive]

His senses were in hyper drive. He wanted everything. Kisses. The feel of Stiles' body to his own. Anything the other boy would give. Suddenly it was all about hedonism and sex and touch and screw everything else.

Even as he shifted, arms wrapping tightly around Stiles. It was an embrace. He couldn't deny that, nor could he deny wanting it all.

[teenyoda]

It felt strange to be held like that. Stiles wasn't new to the concept of hugs, he gave them out freely to people he loved, but Isaac hadn't ever really cropped up in his 'people I think I should get close and press my body to' thoughts before.

That was kind of a shame, because this felt damn good. Good enough that he was sort of hoping Isaac wouldn't notice how excited certain parts of him were that this was happening.]

[excessive]

I wouldn't be only Stiles' body reacting that way. Isaac was falling over the top, considering things about backrooms and alleys that he'd only experienced online through porn. This was something else though, even as he broke the kiss only because his lungs felt heated and his skin electric.

"Okay then. Whoa."

[teenyoda]

Stiles took in a huge gulp of air, panting as he looked at Isaac with a stunned expression. "Isn't there supposed to be breathing during that? I'm pretty sure there's breathing. Otherwise there'd be a lot of kiss-related deaths."

Even the lack of oxygen hadn't dampened his body's reaction, his cheeks pinking as he stared at Isaac.

[excessive]

"You might want to try breathing," he said, chuckling, giving Stiles a look. "It means you won't pass out if I keep doing this."

His hand slid down, just brushing the swell of Stiles' ass. "Especially if we take this further." He couldn't help it. They'd been making out in a bar and now he wanted to drag Stiles somewhere dark and find out what else he was willing to do.

[teenyoda]

"If you keep doi-- whoa." He felt the hand move lower, heard the words slip out of Isaac's mouth and suddenly he felt like every drop of blood in his body was bee-lining for his crotch. He breathed out a laugh, nervous, anxious, and totally turned on all at the same time.

"F-Further?" Oh, grow up, Stiles. He knew what he meant. It wasn't like he hadn't seen a few gay pornos in his life.

[excessive]

He smirked, his smile wicked and lazy and taunting all at the same time. "What? Didn't like the kisses," he asked, finding himself giving in to lust without a thought for how far he was pushing this or what it would change. "Want me to stop?"

And with that he took as step back.

[teenyoda]

"No!" Stiles' hand shot out before his brain had time to give it a yes or no on that. He pulled Isaac back in, keeping that closeness they'd had that he liked. Isaac stepping back had let in air and air was cold. Isaac pressing against him was warm and he liked that. "I didn't say that."

[excessive]

He grinned at that reaction, glad he was right. He stepped in closer, sliding both hands along Stiles' hips. "So then, what do you want to do," he asked, fingers hooking into his belt loops.

[teenyoda]

His mouth opened, but nothing came out. Congratulations, Isaac. Stiles was at a loss for words. "I, uh, definitely like the kissing. More of that's good."

[excessive]

"In the middle of a club," he asked, leaning in and doing just that. More of the kissing. A small one, not even sure what he was doing and yet knowing he didn't want to stop. It was madness but he liked it.

[teenyoda]

"You kind of started that," he added, eyes moving down to Isaac's lips before they closed when those lips touched his. Club or no club, he couldn't deny that it felt good. His brain was still trying to figure out what was going on, but his body was more than happy to play along.

[excessive]

He nodded, realizing he should say the right thing. "I started this for the wrong reasons," he admitted. "You know that." That he didn't doubt. Not in the least. Stiles wasn't dumb, but that didn't mean the second kiss hadn't been a lot more real. Or the third. "But they're gone, you know."

[teenyoda]

"Huh?" It took him literally twenty seconds to realize who Isaac was talking about. "Oh, shit. Should we go after them?"

[excessive]

Isaac gave a bit of a look, looking downright cranky. "We should... but they're gone. We go after them now, they'll know. But if you want to stop..."

[teenyoda]

That Isaac looked pissed that Stiles wanted to stop was sort of... cute.

"Do you?"

[excessive]

He took a breath, shaking his head as he exhaled. "No. Which I don't know what to think of that. I'm kind of focusing on the part where if something happens to Danny, I'm a dead man but that's to distract my other thoughts."

[teenyoda]

"Other thoughts?" He flicked his eyes down, blush spreading over his cheeks. Oh. Other thoughts. Yeah, his mind was going there too.

"We could, um, follow them and, uh..." And what? Make out in the jeep? Yeah, that was a good idea.

[excessive]

"The ones that involve you and dark corners," he said, his voice only hesitating slightly, showing he's not as secure as he tries to make it sound.

"That's... not a bad idea. Let's do that."

[teenyoda]

Him and dark corners. Him and Isaac and dark corners and that kiss. Yeah, that wasn't helping the problem in his pants, thanks.

"Um, sure. Yeah. Let's, uh, let's go." He tugged his shirt down a little more, trying to cover the evidence of his approval of all things currently happening.

[excessive]

Isaac grinned at that tugging, leaning in close. "Nice to see you like the idea too," he teased, smirking as he gave Stiles' ass a quick slap. "Come on."

[teenyoda]

Was that a yelp? Yes, that was a yelp. He grabbed his ass, looking after Isaac in both surprise and mild annoyance, but he wound up following after him anyway. "Hey, you can't just boss me around like that. I'm my own man."

[excessive]

It was a cute yelp! And manly. It can be manly and cute at the same time. Suuure.

"Hey, what? Did I say you weren't? Just because I like touching your ass isn't saying anything about you as a man, thank you."

[teenyoda]

"Smacking it does. It denotes the submissiveness of the smackee, particularly to the smacker." Which was so not true. Maybe.

[excessive]

Isaac paused, blinking at that. He stared at him in confusion. "Wait, it does," he asked, not even trying to hide the way his face screwed up, the way he looked at him in loss. "That's what it means?"