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[lacetouched]

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rebooted jan 26

[blightbitten-deactivated2026031]

USFW Prompts for SEDUCTION & FORBIDDEN ATTRACTION.

DIALOGUE:

“I've been watching you.” “You stir something in me...” “Do I make you blush?” “Your body remembers mine.” “We could get caught.” “I want us to be caught.” “You were made to be tasted.” “I think of you at night.” “Don’t you miss my touch?” “I could ruin you.” “I want you to ruin me.” “Can you guess the colour of my underwear?” “I saw the way you look at me. What’s stopping you?” “We shouldn’t, you know I’m taken.” “He/She doesn’t have to know.” “Please, you have to leave...” “Our souls will always be entangled, you can't escape me.” “I want to taste you skin, smell your neck, and touch the deepest parts of your soul.” “Is there any chance that action will follow your teasing.” “You need to stop calling.”

ACTIONS (feel free to add + reverse):

➛ [ table ] sender's hand creeps up receiver's thigh and finds them bare underneath their skirt. ➛ [ guess ] receiver catches a glimpse of sender's underwear. ➛ [ tongue ] receiver licks their fingers clean while keeping eye contact with sender. ➛ [ silk ] sender feels up the receivers through their clothes under the guise of complimenting the material. ➛ [ collar ] sender grabs receiver by the collar to kiss them after a heated fight. ➛ [ closet ] sender walks in on receiver changing. ➛ [ hidden ] sender pulls receiver in an alcove. ➛ [ yearn ] sender receives a longing letter from receiver. ➛ [ accidental ] receiver receives a nude from sender. ➛ [ on purpose ] sender lightly touches the receiver as they pass.

[justsomestorage-blog]

Send a '!!!' For my characters reaction to yours climbing into the shower with them

Do it. I command you.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑨𝑭𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. (  some might be a bit suggestive.  )

❛  careful, or we're never getting out of this bed.  ❜

❛  you're making it very hard to leave.  ❜

❛  who said i wanted this to just be a casual one-time thing?  ❜

❛  you looked peaceful, so i didn't want to wake you just yet.  ❜

❛  don't get up yet.  ❜

❛  sorry, i didn't mean to fall asleep on you after.  ❜

❛  we should probably talk about what happened.  ❜

❛  can we not ruin this by talking yet?  ❜

❛  i could get used to waking up like this.  ❜

❛  i thought you'd be gone before i woke up.  ❜

❛  don't look at me like that unless you want a round two.  ❜

❛  you're trouble first thing in the morning.  ❜

❛  no need to act shy now, I saw more than that last night.  ❜

❛  you're blushing again.  ❜

❛  i think the neighbors may have heard us.  ❜

❛  it's only awkward if you make it awkward.  ❜

❛  i don't know what's gotten into me last night; i don't usually do this.  ❜

❛  i should probably go now ... unless you want me to stay.  ❜

❛  please don't say this was a mistake.  ❜

❛  we crossed a line last night.  ❜

❛  well, i guess this does complicate things.  ❜

❛  i don't want to pretend this didn't happen.  ❜

❛  are you sore?  ❜

❛  i think my shirt is still somewhere in the hallway.  ❜

❛  how did your clothes end up over there?  ❜

❛  i remember you were very eager to get them off.  ❜

❛  i think i have some scratches on my back.  ❜

❛  i got worried when i woke up, and you weren't there anymore.  ❜

❛  i don't want this to be just one night.  ❜

❛  please tell me you don't regret it.  ❜

❛  last night meant something to me.  ❜

❛  this changes everything, doesn't it?  ❜

❛  were you trying to leave without saying goodbye?  ❜

❛  like you even remember what happened last night ...  ❜

❛  you might want to cover that before anyone sees.  ❜

❛  i didn't hear you complaining last night.  ❜

❛  i liked seeing that side of you.  ❜

❛  you took care of me last night. let me return the favor.  ❜

❛  i think i'm in trouble because i want this again.  ❜

❛  i wanted you last night, and i still want you today.  ❜

[storyborn]

"a snack?" his brows raise in question to her statement, if only because it makes him smile. teeth chew his lower lip and he leans forward, letting his cheek brush against hers as his head dips to plant a few kisses across her collarbone. "i think i might have to test that theory out for myself." a hand moves, to cup her hip, thumb rubbing over the dress. "how about you lift it up for me, sweetheart?" words are barely above a whisper now, husky.

[lacetouched]

silly remark wasn't meant to get a reaction - but somehow he manages to make her blush even more in return. how ridiculous this all is: but she's been so cooped up post coma, trying to find her footing again in world. who could begrudge her a little fun? some time where she just gets to be something other than the genius she spends her life trapped as? so fingers move to silver dress, tugging it up - up - up until she can drop it aside, black lingerie left as she glances up at him. no point doing things in halves. "better?"

[samanthasawyer1]

[lacetouched]

khan asked ❝You're so damn beautiful, I swear you make me sick.❞ ↳ @deficd

the fingers in her hair cause a gasp - tilting her head back further - eyes briefly fluttering shut. is it a compliment? somehow it feels more like a negative than a positive, like it infuriates him to admit. can she blame him? it's never been her intent to get under his skin, to intoxicate him as much as he intoxicates her. with her cardigan thrown aside to the corner of his office, thin white straps of her white and blue dress too easily fall from slender shoulders, exposing more of pale skin.

"I'm sorry." she gasps it out, knees pressing against his sides, fabric slipping higher with every rock against her. shifting to press little kisses to his jaw - smudged lipgloss staining them both. the rough material of his clothing gets another soft groan, shifting back up against him, doing her best not to dig nails into the desk under her. "should I wear a potato sack next lecture?" it's not the time for jokes, maeve knows that. but she can't help the urge to murmur little tease, "I didn't mean to distract you."

[lacetouched]

spencer asked (brush) sender's muse gently combs their finger's through receiver's hair, even as they make them cum, again ↳ @yoakkemae

her hair has grown much longer - she's always made a habit of wearing it to her shoulders, her collarbones at most - since the end of her studies at least. but coma gave it time: where roots had grown out like weed between concrete tiles, length now like she used to wear years before. it looks better. dyed back brown, the natural curls half present as they make a halo around them both on bed, sticking to her flushed skin as she muffles her moan into next kiss.

it's not fair. the amount of time he's taken completely making her undone, her nails scratching into bed as she shifts, leaning into his touch as he strokes through her hair. "you're a nuisance." it's whispered so fondly, full of exhaustion.

[nipplelodeon]

[deficd]

It’s too dark, but he can make out every fragile tension in her frame, the way she’s fighting to keep even her shivering internal, and it’s all he can do not to dig his teeth into the side of her throat to see if she’ll shake, to see if she’ll break. The temptation is almost religious— a cruel, hot spark that’s followed him his entire life, the need to reduce beautiful things until there’s nothing but nerve and need left.

She’s softer than he remembers, fuller everywhere, her limbs banded with the fresh musculature of something that’s survived a siege and refused to perish. He wants to break it open and taste the marrow.

He can’t stop fucking smiling, even as he pulls her thighs open and spittle drips down his jaw.

“You know better than that,” he whispers, running a thumb along the seam, then pressing until she tenses. His mouth drags over her nipple, tongue tracing the tension until her breathing changes from resistance to something that’s more like mourning, and it is grief, in the shape of a gasp. He grinds himself against the trembling line of her, damp and impossibly hot, and he mutters into the darkness, “You never should have left me. Never should have kept her from me.”

He’s inside her before she can shape a retort, and her cunt— oh, her cunt is as hot and furious as he remembers, tighter, if possible, from whatever hell she’s suffered alone. Maybe from the child. Maybe from missing him.

Feyd-Rautha wants to ruin her. Wants to weld himself into her body so she can never forget him for a single fucking day, no matter how far, no matter what planet, what disguise, what name she tries next.

Grinds into her, deeper, until her bones make protest-song against the wall. Somewhere nearby— not near enough— is the faint, irregular breath of their spawn. Not a mistake, not an inconvenience; the living proof of his possession. The thought is a fever, making his thrusts sharper, and when he says,

“I’ll make sure you never leave me again,”

he means it in every imaginable sense.

[lacetouched]

some part of her, some part she loathes, still cares for him. maybe it's whatever remnants of an abandoned puppy that still live in her chest - so used to being sent away, to being forgotten, that she can't help the shred of addiction when it comes to someone determined to want her. she's clever enough to know when she should run: but she's also clever enough to know when there's so little she can do.

having his their child was stupid. naive. not entirely intentional. having to feel something he'd placed in her growing, moving, constantly within her... even without the running and the hiding, it could have easily been labelled a type of torment.

there's no answering him, not when he manages to thrust whimpers and tiny squeaks out of her throat despite her determination to stay hard to read.

she doesn't want to give him the smugness of seeing her undone - but how can she hide it when he's dissecting her with every move? forcing angles and contact until there's nothing left she can't be aware of but him  &&  her, neither with a clear beginning or end. 

romulan hasn't been with anyone since him. there's been no time for it. their child is still so young: still has her own claim on maeve's body, has still shaped it in all the subtle ways that can't be denied. (his heat against her makes her think of the casts of pompeii, forever shaped by the ash of the eruption. she can feel him burning her in place around him, against him, and it's almost funny how he can make an act of preservation feel so much like destruction.)

his words still echo and ache - pushed deeper into her with every thrust, shaping her around him. her back arches with her little whines; every effort to reply cut off or ruined by his next move into her.

her nails are sharp, claws that dig in every chance she gets where he's too distracted to keep them properly secured.

there's no undoing the ties between them. she can't erase child, can't erase how even in the dark his gaze stings at her flesh.

"'m not yours." it's stupid. maeve knows that, knows the struggled words couldn't hold less weight. how could they? not with a baby that holds both their blood, not with him moving inside of her. but stubborness feels like a final line of defence... he's hunted her down once already, it'd be impossible to pretend anything he says can be taken as a hollow promise. 

her body clenches around his with her next half swallowed whimper, noise not intended for his ears.  "y-you don't get a vote in where I go."

[storyborn]

atlas has a warm smile as he reaches to take hold of her hand after it touches his lapel. thumb brushes over her skin & he lifts it up to his mouth, brushing gentle kisses along the tips of her fingers. then he moves along to plant little kisses to her knuckles, inhaling the familiar sweet scent. she smells delightful. "you look good enough to eat."

[lacetouched]

he keeps on catching her by surprise. kisses to her hand making her cheeks only darken - she's hardly a stranger to flirting, to charm, but something about older man has her stuttering like enamoured schoolgirl. it's stupid and she knows it. but she chuckles at compliment, raising her eyebrows as she tilts head back to properly look at him. "well, I have been told I'm a snack." she playfully jokes instead, suddenly all too aware of every breath. "I'm glad you like the dress."

[dweetling]

Send " ❗❗❗ " for your muse to suddenly and unexpectedly kiss mine.

[soulrph]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

i said i’d do them and here we are, a list of prompts set either before or during sex. as always, if you want to reverse the roles, add “+ REVERSE” to your chosen meme! so, [ STRADDLE ] + REVERSE would mean the receiver straddles the sender! okay, now, have a wonderful day!

[ UNZIP ] :     sender unzips/unbuttons receiver’s dress/shirt - s l o w l y

[ STRADDLE ] :     sender straddles receiver.

[ PULL ] :     sender pulls receiver closer to them.

[ PUSH ] :     sender pushes receiver against a wall during foreplay.

[ PIN ] :     sender pins receiver in place during foreplay/sex.

[ TRAIL ] :     sender presses a trail of kisses from receiver’s chin down to their waist.

[ HOIST ] :     sender lifts receiver on top of a counter as they have sex.

[ BENEATH ] :     sender moves a hand beneath an item of receiver’s clothing to touch their skin.

[ SCRATCH ] :     sender trails their fingernails against receiver’s skin during sex.

[ TUG ] :     sender tugs receiver’s hair while making out or having sex.

[ TILT ] :     sender tilts receiver’s head to the side to kiss their neck.

[ NECK ] :     sender wraps a hand around receiver’s neck during foreplay/sex.

[ LIFT ] :     sender lifts receiver up, so receiver’s legs wrap around sender’s waist.

[ LAP ] :     sender pulls receiver into their lap.

[ BEHIND ] :     sender arrives behind receiver and begins to kiss them from behind.

[ DOWN ] :     sender gives receiver oral sex.

[ HUSH ] :     sender and receiver try to keep quiet during sex.

[ PUBLIC ] :     sender and receiver have sex in a public place.

[ YANK ] :     sender rips off an item of receiver’s clothing.

[ COVER ] :     sender uses fabric to cover receiver’s eyes during foreplay/sex.

[ ICE ] :     sender uses ice cubes against receiver’s bare skin.

[ MARK ] :     via gentle biting or hickeys, sender leaves a mark on receiver.

[mcbreedme]

the idea of someone strong enough to actually physically lift me up and down on their cock makes my brain shut down

[bijouxgaga]

justin timberlake~tko

[florial]

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ fill me up.

some very, VERY nsfw starters focusing on ... breeding kinks! warnings: pregnancy talk, breeding talk.

i'm gonna knock you up.

fuck your cum back in me.

i want to feel you dripping out of me.

pin me down and pump me full of you.

fill me up again and again and again...

i can't wait to see your belly swell.

mount me, take me, i'm yours.

i'm going to fill you with load after load...

give me your seed.

i need your thick cock twitching in me.

i'm going to hold you down while you take it.

you look so good filled with my cum.

you're never going to feel empty again.

stay inside me, don't let anything drip out...

put your legs up, i want it to take.

please, please, i need to cum in you.

you're filling me up so good...

be a good [ boy / girl ] and cum in me.

i forgot a condom... guess it's a sign.

i'm going to milk you dry.

i need to cum in you.

i can't wait to see your tits get heavy...

i want to see my cum leaking out of your cunt.

if you don't cum inside of me right now, i'm going to cry.

everyone's going to know you're mine.

i'm going to cum in you whether you like it or not.

please cum in me, please, please don't pull out.

are you gonna let me get you pregnant?

gonna hold you down until it takes.

i'm going to ride you until you paint my pussy white.

you can cum. if you let me cum in you first.

i forgot my birth control.

hold me down by my hips and make me yours.

i can feel you against my womb...

you're getting every drop of me.

if you don't get pregnant, guess we'll have to do it again...

i don't actually want to get pregnant!

be a good [ boy / girl ] and let me cum in you.

are you gonna fill me up, or was that all talk?

please, i need it! fill me up!

i don't wanna feel empty anymore.

i wanna feel you twitching in me while you fill me up...

hold me down and breed me.

i'm gonna shove my cock so deep in you you'll feel it in your womb.

fuck, let me out, i'm gonna cum.

take it, fucking take it.

don't pull out until i'm overflowing with you.

i can't hold anymore in me...

i want you to ride me so i can picture your belly swelling while i cum in you.

how many times are you going to cum in me?

please let me cum in you [ mommy / daddy ], i need it, please.

you're so good at taking my cum.

i wanna put a baby in you.

shut up. i'm gonna cum.

bend me over the nearest surface and leave my thighs dripping.

are you pushing your cum back inside?

not cumming until you're cumming with me.