混沌

One direct strike that cuts to the core is more powerful than a thousand cuts. [Independent Naruto OC. Est. 2013]

[cunningpeach]

Temporarily low activity due to illness.

[cunningpeach]

@kahenn said: “What did you think would happen?“ 

“I mean...”  So she hadn’t thought it entirely through.  No one should be surprised, least of all Miki, who surely knew enough of Momo by now to realize that the petite woman did whatever she needed to get her way.  She was spoiled like that.  She really hadn’t anticipated any consequences.

Perhaps she should stay bowed, the shouts of the officials from her country and Konoha booming from the other room.  In her defense, this was only her first international incident in she’d been in Konoha for two whole months.  Really, that was impressive.  “I wouldn’t even call it stealing.  It wasn’t actually his in the first place.  It’s more like taking something that belongs to no one.  I have others at home.  I was returning it to its family.”  She was going to stay bowed, just in case the yelling turned her way again.  Too bad that scroll was ‘destroyed’.  Returning it could fix all this.

[cunningpeach]

@fatechosen said: “ i can’t help you unless you tell me the truth. ” - sakura 

The blonde frowned at the medic.  She wasn’t asking for help, did not want it.  It wasn’t anything against Sakura personally.  She had an excellent reputation as a medic.  But Momo did not like being treated by those who were not her blood relation, especially those she only knew by reputation.  It was dangerous.  Who knew what anyone’s motivations really were. 

“It’s not so bad.  You shouldn’t focus on me.”  Never mind the puddle of blood forming beneath her, staining her white jumpsuit.  That color never had been a particularly good choice.  She could bandage herself until Kiri help came.  “I’m alright for the moment.  You don’t have to do this.  I’m not even really hurt.  Where did you come from anyways?  Konoha shouldn’t be here.  This isn’t your territory.”  It wasn’t Kiri’s either but she’d ignore that.

[vaememes]

💔     HEART     ACHE     SENTENCE     PROMPTS    !  

❝ You are a victim of your own broken heart. ❞

❝ You’re breaking my heart.  ❞

❝ The heart is just a muscle, isn’t that right? ❞

❝ You’ve left a void in me that cannot be filled. ❞

❝ Time does not heal a broken heart as they say. ❞

❝ How do you cope when the love is with somebody else? ❞

❝ Well, you can’t have heartbreak without love. ❞

❝ Love is supposed to heal, to be your haven from misery. ❞

❝ My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. ❞

❝ There is an ocean of silence between us… and I am drowning in it. ❞

❝ Raw love, like raw heartache, could blindside you. ❞

❝ I was born the day you kissed me, died the day you left me.  ❞

❝ I’ve fallen victim to love once in my life, it was enough for me.  ❞

❝ I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. ❞

❝ I would have followed you to hell and back… if only you’d lead me back.  ❞

❝ I had fallen but you were not there to catch me.  ❞

❝ This pain has not passed, this pain, I’m afraid, it will never pass. ❞

❝ A broken heart can be as lethal as a bullet to the brain. ❞

❝ As if you gave your heart to autumn, for what it destroys never blossoms again. ❞

❝ A single heartbreak teaches you more than what a lifetime of schooling can. ❞

❝ You taught me how to live with you, now tell me how to live without you… ❞

❝ You hurt me and yet I cannot stay away, I am miserable either way. ❞

❝ Do you know why he did what he did to you? Because he could. ❞

❝ I have been bitter since the day you broke my heart. ❞

❝ Today is just another day of trying to get by without you. ❞

❝ An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost. ❞

❝ I cannot carry on with my future when I am stuck in my past. ❞

❝ Many things we die but this love I have for you will not. ❞

❝ I could never love another as I do you, even if I wanted to. ❞

❝ This heart break will be the death of me. ❞

❝ I still fight and I don’t know why. ❞

❝ If our love is tragedy then are you my remedy? ❞

❝ When you’re ready, come find me, my heart is open. ❞

❝ Love is both, the strongest and the weakest thing you can have in life. ❞

❝ Black misery painted on a blood red heart. ❞

❝ You make me feel like a firefly. Trapped in a belljar; starved for love. ❞

❝ Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from. ❞

❝ My heart does not beat, it aches, for you. ❞

❝ Do you even know how you make me weak? ❞

❝ If you lose your one and only, there’s always room here for the lonely. ❞

❝ Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable. ❞

❝ Sometimes it feels like love and sometimes it feels like the death. ❞

❝ I don’t know where your heart is but mine is bruised. ❞

❝ I tried to wash the scars and marks from under my skin but you’re etched in me like stone.❞

❝ You call it love, but still you hate me? ❞

❝ You’re the pain and the medicine, one taste and I’m numb again. ❞

❝ With you next to me, there’s no darkness I can’t overcome.  ❞

❝ They don’t love you the way I love you. ❞

❝ What a wicked way to treat the one that loves you. ❞

❝ What’s worse, looking jealous or crazy? ❞

❝ There’s a fire starting in my heart, it’s bringing me out the dark. ❞

❝ The scars of your love remind me of us. ❞

❝ Tears of blood fall from my broken heart. ❞  

❝ Never mind, I’ll find someone like you. ❞

❝ When it’s all said and done, I’m still in love with you. ❞

❝ I want you to know that I’m all yours. ❞

❝ You could break my heart in two but when it heals, it beats for you. ❞

❝ The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it…  ❞

❝ Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time. ❞ 

❝ I know you still think about the times we had. ❞

❝ I’ve been so selfish because I love you so much. ❞

❝ You’re just like a pill, instead of making me better, you keep making me ill. ❞

❝ I bet you start loving me as soon as I start loving somebody else. ❞

❝ Do you ever think of me when you lie? ❞

❝ I fell for your lies, you hurt me, all the time. ❞

❝ Despite everything, I still remain loving you. ❞

❝ I’m waiting for the one day to come, when I can look at you and feel nothing. ❞

❝ Love creeps up on you, you never know how hard it’s there until they leave.  ❞

❝ I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive myself for just how badly I broke you.. ❞

❝ What chance did we have against fate? ❞

❝ Be careful when fixing broken people. You may end up cutting yourself. ❞

❝ Every other lover will always be compared to you. ❞

❝ I would recognize your heartbeat from the ends of space. ❞

❝ Even in dreams, ghosts of former happiness haunt me. ❞

❝ You should see me when my heart is broken. I don’t grieve, I shatter. ❞

❝ Love, but don’t fall in love because everything that falls breaks. ❞

❝ If my love was a war, you only fought for the glory of winning. ❞

❝ How many hearts have you collected? How many chests have you left aching and empty? ❞  

❝ I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ❞

❝ If it’s a question of my heart, you’ve got it. It don’t belong to anyone but you. ❞

[cunningpeach]

peepingtoad​:

This girl was cute, but cute wasn’t gonna be enough to sweeten his mood right off the bat. It would have to be a sustained effort on her part—a little more than just a soft touch to his arm, that’s for sure! Some serious buttering up was in order if this strange chick wanted him not to be a grumpy, bratty bastard for this entire encounter. And that was the very most she was going to get from him, at that. It didn’t go lost on Jiraiya that her interest in garnering information from Konoha’s perspective seemed to be greater than that towards Minato in particular. Of course, he couldn’t blame anyone for having a healthy curiosity, but one had to wonder exactly how she’d gotten past the likes of Ibiki and his team, who thoroughly vetted foreigners before allowing them to roam free.

With all this in mind, he scoffed nonchalantly, only allowing his gaze to slide partially back towards her right as her own attention was caught by the arrival of their round. It was always a boon, in his experience, not to seem like he was on the ball. And generally speaking, people did take his merry state for obliviousness. 

“Well, you’re probably right,” he stated with a lazy shrug, and knocked back the rest of his beer before allowing himself a crooked grin. “After all, it’d take a hell of a lot for someone of my calibre to get so starstruck to the point I’d ruin a stranger’s evening just to talk about ‘em!” 

“Hmm, now who would I go so far for..?” He tasted the question over an extended pause, mouth screwed up while he stroked and tapped at his chin… until, with a snap of his fingers, he angled his head towards Momo with a wolfish grin to match the suddenly lusty glimmer in his eyes. He hardly noticed that her hands were no longer on him, thanks to the recollection of certain photos he’d seen that sprung conveniently to mind. “That’s it! Your busty Mizukage sure would do it! She’s a reeeeeal looker! I wouldn’t mind barging in on someone’s day if it meant I could get to know her, y’know what I’m sayin’?”

Now, whether he was serious about that or not, he hoped it’d prove irksome to this Momo either way. Judging by the fact that she was more than happy to demand his attention, it could very well rile her up—and in fact, he hoped it would. Perhaps she was still a few steps ahead of him there, however. Perhaps that was what led her to suddenly push herself up from her seat, only to neatly make a new one… on his lap. Jiraiya’s entire body tensed when that light yet warm weight settled on and against him, his arms hovering awkwardly between resting on the bar and falling into anything that may suddenly be considered an embrace with this weird, pushy chick. 

What the hell? What the actual hell?!

Mouth frozen in a half-smile, half-grimace, a muscle in his cheek twitched, betraying how very brittle his sense of calm really was. He tried to maintain eye contact with Momo for a few tense moments, tried so hard to stifle the hot, prickling sensation rushing to his cheeks as a petite hand fanned lightly over his chest…  Alas, he had to admit defeat with a soft huff and a sidelong gaze, his mouth fixed into a pout. Both hands fell to the table’s surface with a dumb, defeated sound.

“… You’re really asking me to teach you, huh?” By the dry tone of his voice, that obviously wasn’t a real question—but despite how unimpressed he managed to sound and how sardonically a singular eyebrow was raised, inside, the feeling of being caught utterly off-guard was beginning to wear off. Now, cogs were turning and rockets were shooting off every which way. She’d really just done that! Just parked herself in his lap and cosied up to him with all the ease of a hostess! Not a single doubt existed in his mind, of course, as to whether he was being completely messed with right now. That much was obvious. But since when did a minuscule detail like that ever prevent him from enjoying some outrageous flirting all the same?

He couldn’t let himself get all flustered and defeated by such basic wiles. He was Jiraiya, for heaven’s sake! And at the end of the day, she was the one challenging him suddenly and out of the blue. Since she clearly knew not only her history but also his name, which he acknowledged with a mere hum of amusement, she must also have some idea of what she was getting herself into here.

“Hmm, well… I suppose you probably can be taught a few things. For example…” He leaned forward to take the other, newly-poured cup of sake in his hand and kept his elbows leaning on the table, enclosing her in his arms casually yet with a notable rise in intimacy. She was already on his damn lap in public, in a bar that wasn’t even like that, so how much worse could it get? Jiraiya’s voice lowered and softened from the blunt, snarky tone he’d maintained earlier, and his head tilted just so, with a smile playing on his lips as he continued in a murmur by her jaw: “In a noisy setting, it’s much better to keep one’s voice low and have a reason to get closer to your target, dont’cha think? It means nobody else can hear you, there’s no chance of misunderstanding, and just like that…” Closer yet he leaned, reducing the final word to a whisper beneath Momo’s ear. “… Robbery!~”

Someone of his caliber?  It wasn’t like he was Hokage or something.  This man sure was full of himself.  At least it made the best method of dealing with him obvious.  It didn’t take a brain to manage to flatter a man into submission.  She was almost disappointed.  She hadn’t expected the man who taught the Fourth  Hokage to be so one dimensional, a pervert with a big ego.

“Mizukage-sama is pretty, ne?  She’s always going on about how hard it is to find a husband and I’ve never understood why.”  Jiraiya almost had it, his goal of making her jealous, but he’d picked the wrong person.  Momo was one of Mei’s people and being the traditionalist that she was, thought the woman far above herself.  “She’s so tall and strong and aha, yeah those are big too, ne?  I’m kinda jealous, even though I’d totally fall over if I was that stacked.  Why do you think she doesn’t have a husband?  I think men are scared of her.  She’s way too smart and strong.  Who could possibly be her equal?”  She was rambling now, nearly dropping her cup as she listed things on her fingers. 

Looking up at him, a wide smile spread across her face.  “You’re a total hunk  now that I can see you well.  The tattoos are cute.”  Ever one to ignore boundaries, she reached up, touching one of the red marks that ran down his cheek.   “Do you want me to put in a good word  with her for you?  I guess I could introduce you but… ah, she doesn’t leave Kiri much these days.  There’s so much to do after the war and alliance or not, our villages have a long way to go on relations.  But Kiri has bars, ya know.  You’d be right at home.”

She gave a little nod, her hand lowering and now that she no longer anticipated being tossed onto the floor, rested her hand in the small space between them, right against his leg, or rather, his inner thigh was where her fingers touched.  There was clothing between them but she could still feel the heat of his body, delicate fingers of one who wasn’t a physical fighter caressing back and forth.  

“Mm,” she agreed, trying her best to appear the picture of innocence but perhaps failing to completely remove the Cheshire cat likeness from her expression.  “Oh!”  She had intended to say more, to make some cheesy joke but he caught her off guard by enclosing her against the table without actually going out of his way to touch her.  Her cup was quickly set on the bar lest she spill it for real, her hold on his leg tightening, nails felt through the fabric as she maintained a firm yet hesitant grip.  “Do you need a reason to get closer, Jiraiya-sama?”  A reason to violate normal boundaries?  As if wanting to wasn’t enough.  But then, she was cute.  She could get away with it.  

“Mmm….” a soft purr left her lips, quiet for once, at least for a brief moment, permitting him a small win.  “I guess some women might fall for that,” the blonde cooed quietly, eyes averted.  Reaching out, she grasped the sake flask and refilled his sake before pouring herself some more as well.  Down it went, swallowed in one drink.  She couldn’t hold her liquor all that well so he shouldn’t  drive her to over drink.  

“And what else can you teach me, ne?  I imagine you know a great many things.”  She squeezed his thigh again.  “You will show me things, right?  I mean, I’m not as beautiful as Mizukage-sama but you still think I’m cute, right?  If you didn’t, you would have told me to go away a while ago so you must think I’m pretty.”  A giggle left her lips, playful like a bell. “But maybe you’re just trying to figure out if I’m a spy, is that it?  Walking into a Konoha bar in a Kiri forehead protector, I’d have to be the worst spy ever.  Or the best.  Do you wanna frisk me and see if I’ve brought any ninja spy tools?”  She shifted, looking back to his arms resting on the bar.  “You can if you want.  You can touch~”

[thatsbelievable]

[soulrph]

𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙿𝚃. 𝟸

i said i'd do this and now i'm mildly stressed BUT HERE WE GO FOLKS!! sender is the one sending the meme, etc, etc, and as always, ONLY use these memes if you're of an appropriate age. okay have fun ily all!!

" stay. "

" don't go... "

" are you sure you want to do this? "

" come closer. "

" i want you. "

" i wanna make tonight all about you... "

" take your clothes off... slowly. "

" god, you're beautiful... "

" we don't have to do anything tonight. would you rather cuddle, instead? "

" maybe you could... show me what you like? "

" lock the door... i don't want anyone disturbing us tonight... "

" i won't break, you know. you don't need to be gentle. "

" no, no... don't stay quiet. i like the sounds you make. "

" i... i want you. i want to feel you... "

" hey, hey... take it easy. we have all night. "

" here's my key. room 206. oh, and please... don't be long. "

" you drive me absolutely crazy, in the best, most wildly frustrating way... "

" you have no idea what you do to me, do you? "

" what would you do? if you and me were all alone, nobody to interrupt, nobody to see... or hear... the things we'd do together? "

" you're definitely over-dressed for what i had in mind tonight... "

" oh, i'm definitely gonna make you beg for it... "

" meet me in the restroom in ten, got it? "

" i love you... "

" you have no idea how badly i've wanted this... "

" i want you biting down on my shoulder so that all those people can't hear you screaming my name. "

" a bed? who needs a bed? i can think of thousands of different places before we'd ever need a bed... "

" i don't care if they hear us... "

a few lil actions for ya:

[ TUG ] : sender tugs receiver closer to them by the waist.

[ NECK ] : during a make-out session, sender begins to move their kisses down to the receiver's neck.

[ LOWER ] : sender takes receiver's hand and slowly guides it down below their waist.

[ GLANCE ] : sender can't resist glancing down at the receiver's lips as they're talking.

[ LINE ] : sender presses a long line of kisses from the receiver's lips, down to their waist.

[ INTERLOCK ] : sender interlocks their fingers with the receiver during sex.

[ LOUD ] : sender whispers, gasps, moans, or cries out the receiver's name during sex.

[ MUFFLE ] : sender muffles their voices by pressing their mouth into the receiver's shoulder or their pillow.

[ QUIET ] : sender covers receiver's mouth during sex so as to avoid other people hearing them moaning.

[ BOUND ] : sender uses lengths of ribbon or scarves or ties to tie the receiver down during sex.

[ RELENTLESS ] : sender practices edging on the receiver.

[ BATHROOM ] : sender and receiver engage in sex in the shower.

[ LEAD ] : sender takes receiver by the hand, and leads them on to the bed.

[ OUTSIDE ] : sender and receiver have sex outside.

[ FINALLY ] : both sender and receiver, having been teasing and flirting for a considerable length of time, finally give in and have sex for the first time.

[ CAR ] : sender and receiver have sex in the backseat of a car.

[cunningpeach]

what’s your role?

Well.

[memies]

INTRODUCTION/ICEBREAKER STARTER - Feel free to change pronouns, e.t.c. 

“Allow me to introduce myself, my name is…” 

“A new face, eh? Haven’t seen one of those in a while.” 

“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t help but notice that you are crying. May I offer you a tissue?” 

“Do you know any good cafes in the area?”

“No, we haven’t met before. I must just have one of those faces, I suppose.” 

“That looks heavy - need a hand?” 

“Why don’t you want to tell me your name?”

“Hey! You can’t be in here!” 

“I seem to be low on cash… Would you mind sharing a taxi with me?” 

“What are you staring at?” 

“Would you mind sharing your umbrella with me? I forgot mine at home.” 

“Excuse me!” 

“Please don’t stand on that!” 

“I love your sweater, would you mind telling me where you got it?” 

“I know we barely know eachother, but I… I could really use some company right now.” 

“Get out of my way!” 

“Would you mind removing your arm? You are blocking my armrest.” 

“Excuse me, have you seen this dog?” 

“I think you dropped this.” 

“Is this seat taken?” 

“No, I’m *Name here*. I think you are mistaking me for someone else.” 

“I wouldn’t mind some company, I don’t know anyone here.” 

“May I borrow your phone?” 

“Could you help me with this?” 

“I need a stranger’s honest opinion… Which one of these dresses look best on me?” 

[cunningpeach]

yuki-no-hate​:

“Not sure yet~  But the tall people are too happy about being tall.”

“What’s your solution?  Let them wear you like a hat?”

[cunningpeach]

yuki-no-hate​:

“I have a solution. Every tall person should just get on their knees~”

“Are you... into this sort of thing?”

[cunningpeach]

Momo is 5′1.  She smol.

[oneinathousandmemes]

Why Aren’t We Roleplaying?

Send me a symbol to say why we aren’t making sweet threads together!

● - You seem so busy …

○ - I ship our characters but I’m a little embarrassed about it

□ - I don’t have any thread ideas

■ - I have some ideas, but I’m scared you won’t like them

▲ - I’m not sure how our muses would meet

▼ - I don’t know if you like my muse

▶- I think you don’t like me …

◀- Let’s do an AU!

◆ - I’m really shy so please don’t hurt me …

♧ - I’m like? So lazy? And haven’t like? Replied in like? Forever?

◇ - Other/idk just wanted to say hi

[breakthecage]

//It’s Munday.  Look upon my face.

[cunningpeach]

@kxmorebi said: “I’m sure we can put those lips to better use.” chatting too much, im sure he'd say this off hand and IMMEDIATELY BACKTRACK AWKWARDLY LOL 

“You wanna what?”  Her eyes narrowed at him.  “You’re either asking me to get on my knees or telling me to shut up, hm?”  He’d better be wanting her on her knees because it was really mean to tell her to stop talking when she was just excited, even if that excitement was about boring intricacies of fuinjutsu that he’d never find any interest in.

Momo climbed into her love’s lap, arms draping over his shoulders as she faced him down, daffodil eyes staring straight through his soul.  “Which is it, huh?  Do you wanna make me silent or get off?”  Better choose the correct answer, Yamato.  She didn’t look happy.

[cunningpeach]

peepingtoad​:

It was also lucky that he couldn’t hear her thoughts in return, in which case he might have found himself vexed that his own prowess was relegated to a mere ‘or something’. Didn’t she know that the Flying Raijin was originally invented by the Second Hokage, and that Jiraiya had played a part in introducing Minato to and helping him perfect that technique? Well, obviously not, since people didn’t tend to just know this kinda thing… but still.

He scoffed at the little taunts and tried to ignore whatever assessment of him was going on to his immediate side, much more intent on taking another sip of his beer—except before he could quite touch the rim to his lips, a gentle curl of the young woman’s hand over his own caused him to freeze up. Without his usual plated gauntlets on, the complete, unexpected contact was enough to shock him into doing nothing besides slowly blink as she took the pint—his pint—from his hands… and started to chug it!!

Jiraiya’s jaw dropped in silent outrage and petulantly squashed down arousal. The cheek, the nerve, the gall, the audacity and the gumption!! How dare she just take his beer?!

Before she could even place it down again, Jiraiya swiped it defensively with the hand farthest from her, ready to hold it well out of reach in case another theft was attempted. First his wonderfully game lady, and now this? Again—the absolute gumption. He told himself that the prickling sensation over his flesh, reaching from his arm to the nape of his neck, was purely irritation at play. Couldn’t be anything to do with her lingering touch on his arm, which was also bare of his usual mesh armour—just like the minute twitch of his eye bore no correlation to the moment her tongue darted out over her lips.

Jaw clenched, he tore his gaze away.

“Yeah, I get it… except I’m not usually so ‘excited’ I’ll interrupt a stranger’s date just to talk about someone else.” And particularly not someone who is a) dead, and b) was formerly rather close to said person. But he’d spare her the depressing specifics of that lecture, he reiterated to himself with another sip of his beer (as if he was gonna waste it), before exhaling crisply. “Yep. I just pull the straightforward, straight-up robbery and hit on that person, like any decent sleaze would. So you take notes, missy!”

He rapped on the bar’s slightly sticky surface several times with an impatient finger, as if literal paper and a pen would simply materialise upon which to take said ‘notes’. In the back of his mind, he was a little curious as to what a Kiri-nin would be doing around these parts… but at the forefront was his stubborn refusal to entertain this chick any longer than he had to. They’d share a flask of sake, then he’d send her on her way.

“So d’you actually wanna know my name? Or are you happy with just ‘that guy’?”

Oh, he’s a salty boy tonight!

A hand gently pressed against his forearm, she could feel his pulse increase in pace.  Oh he was so mad.  Though she controlled her face, the blonde was absolutely giddy.  She’d caught the sannin off guard for sure.  He was indeed a fun game, even if he seemed to be more of a mouse to toy with than a worthy opponent.  Maybe she’d bat him around a bit, toy that he was.

“Then I guess you’ve just never been excited enough.  It’s totally overwhelming.  Absolute joy!  I read all the reports of the Fourth Hokage’s battles in the war, at least from our side.  It takes a whole lot of paperwork for a foreigner to be allowed into Konoha’s records room.”  Especially a foreigner who was a known intelligence specialist, even one as cute as her.  “I hope one day our villages trust each other enough to allow that sort of thing.  It’s amazing, huh, what sharing information can do?  It’s like we both have half a puzzle and yeah the picture on the pieces looks cool but you can’t really appreciate it until you have the whole thing.”  She also really wanted to get her hands on that fuinjutsu.  Surely they had to store those secrets somewhere.

There was a little giggle, bright eyes darting away from only a moment as a sake flash and two cups was set before them.  “If I were to pull a robbery, what would that look like?  I always thought I’d say something to chase the person’s date away without a fight, say, within seconds, and then get that person’s attention all to myself.  But, aha, I’m not a very good sleaze.  Why don’t you teach me?”  Her hand left his arm and she picked up the flask, pouring them each a cup, his twice as full as hers, which was less of a ploy than it was her compensating for the size difference between them.  If there was one thing Momo couldn’t fake, it was an alcohol tolerance.  

Scooping up her cup, a boot pressed against the metal of her stool’s ring, lifting her up.  In one motion she turned, plopping herself across his lap, cup still in her hand as she lifted it to take a slow sip.  Oops, she wasn’t at home and would attract attention.  Oh well.  “Please, Jiraiya-sama, teach me how to be sleazy like you.”  There was a definite tone of both girlish whining in her voice, bottom lip sticking out as she did not try to hide her teasing.

A hand pressed lightly against his chest, keeping herself steady in case her anticipation of his  permittance of  this position was wrong and he tried to dump her out of his lap. Her hand slid up and being that he was lacking his usual mesh armour, brushed over his heart in yet another touch that felt simultaneously innocent and inappropriate.   “And of course, I’d love to know your name.”  Never mind that she’d just said it.  Momo couldn’t possibly know the sensei to the Fourth Hokage by appearance after all.  She’d noticed him by over hearing his name.  She just hadn’t said it before now.   

[octoberinspo]

SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition.

Feel free to add your own.

“You’re really hot.”

“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”

“You know, those/that ______ of yours are/is pretty distracting.”

“Hot damn.”

“So, you come here often?”

“Well, well. My night just got better.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“You have got a great ass.”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“You enjoying the view over there?”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“Don’t be bashful. You know you want to.”

“You can have me any way you’d like, baby.”

“You wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”

“I’m off in a few minutes, you know.”

“It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I wanna see you get naked.”

“You like how I bend over for you, huh?”

“You’re getting me all worked up.”

“What do we have here?”

"I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“Play your cards right, and I just might have to put you on speed dial.”

“You like that, don’t you?”

“How do you want me?”

“I’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”

“I want you. Right here. Right now.”

“God, you’re perfect.”

“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”

“I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”

“You wanna help me out of this ___?” (Insert article clothing here.)

“Can I keep you?”

“You’re such a tease.”

“Oh my, looks like I/you dropped something.”

“I love it when you talk dirty.”

“I can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”

“It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”