love club

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plot: muses are becoming self-aware that they are in a comic open: f/m/nb

“None of this is normal, there are the sounds of pages turning, we are constantly finding ourselves in danger and somehow escape with our lives but interesting enough to make us popular characters.” She’d been putting the pieces together, they both fit the role of a protagonist in a story and that itself wasn’t enough evidence, but the gaps in time and the fact she felt herself in one moment and then in a completely different place in a second. “I just can’t tell if this is a slice of life comic or an action thriller…you don’t believe me do you?”

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Xander blinked at her, listening carefully but only barely following. In the back of his head, some of the things she was mentioning rang true and familiar, but it all sounded so preposterous that he couldn’t rationalize it or accepted. She, on the other hand, seemed thoroughly convinced... and she was also speaking very fast. “Hold on, shhh - hold on.” He raised a hand, haphazardly resting his palm against her forehead. After a moment, he continued. “You don’t seem to have a fever... are you sure you didn’t hit your head somewhere? I ask this nicely and respectfully.”

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excelsicrx‌:

continued from here. ( @lcvexclub )

ADAM.

     charlaine was busy the past few days with a couple of lingerie commercials she had to do and it was her first time back with adam after two weeks of being in france and she had INCREDIBLY missed him… and the sex, of course. she had felt herself moist when she had thought about him and what he could do to her, it definitely made her shift on her seat, adjusting her seat belt to better accommodate her comfort. the blonde could only put her hand on his thigh, rather lovingly to hide the intent, hoping it could stir something in him. he had rather displayed affection which warmed her heart even more.

     but he completely missed the point. and so, charlaine has to send the point across.

     her hand travels to his groin, fingernails lightly scraping his pants material to add friction, eyes glancing towards him, wondering what he could be feeling right now as he was driving. charlaine also wanted to test his patience, knowing that he was a very patient man and today, she was in the mood to push his buttons, deliberately so. either way, he would give HER what she wanted — needed — or he would have to suffer for a few more minutes. whatever happens, it was definitely not her loss.

     she was purposely massaging his bulge now, feeling it tighten along with her touch, the fabric of his pants definitely not helping him. and she could sense the shift in atmosphere as made obvious by how he was driving, slower to avoid any accidents. she heard him breathe hard, a smirk growing on her features to represent her victory. “seriously now? you don’t even miss me at all?” she pouted but her grip tightened, just a little bit, so he would feel the pleasure somehow. “your cock definitely says otherwise.”

he had never been the best at opening up and being expressive, but maybe a part of him had been holding it against her a little - her occupation ( job ), that is. he had never imagined himself with someone who was a model, and perhaps a part of him ( a part he was working on ) still felt like that was beneath  him.  it was probably the ideal for many heterosexual men, but it had been the opposed of what adam had been raised to aspire and value. not that he hadn’t had his fare share of close contact with models ( not dating per se - he had always been very particular when it came to that, besides, family approval was crucial ), but that was just something that came with coming from his kind of family. not exactly a perk nor consequence - just a fact.

it took him a second to register that she wasn’t serious or mad, but rather teasing him. “of course i missed you.” feeling her hand applying pressure against his now growing bulge, he let out a shaky breath  adjusting himself in the seat and focusing on the road. “it’s just now is probably not the time to show you how much.”

[wlw]

call out post for my mutuals

u cute

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excelsicrx‌:

continued from here. ( @lcvexclub )

DIANA.

     it was terribly difficult to bring another innocent in his line of work. there were constantly people trying to outrank him, trying to dismantle what his father built. and while he wanted to be a doctor, he ended up being a drug lord anyways. screw his father for putting him in this line of business. it always meant his was life was in danger and that he was not supposed to keep innocents around him… but diana… she was THE exception.

     he had made the move to call it off ( for the fiftieth time perhaps? ), knowing that his operations would be more costly the more he kept loved ones near and diana was a precious being he did NOT want to lose. he releases a sigh, a tired expression on his face, he just wanted HER to understand but if that was the case, why was he not leaving? why was he not being the cold-hearted man his people knew him to be? diana had made him SOFT and it wasn’t good. 

     he could not bear to leave her, tear-strained and almost begging, not in this state, nor EVER. why did he even bother to open up this topic when he knew it was futile? when he knew what the outcome would have been? it had always been a push and pull for anthony and he always wondered why she chose to stay. and her choosing to stay, it was what rooted him to this very kitchen, his lips tracing her own as his hands made her way to her thighs. the simple adoration and awe he had for her was enough to make him stay with her… maybe just for one more night? 

     the male could feel her passion from the way she held tight to his face as he adjusted her on the kitchen counter so he position herself where he could probably give in for one more night. his hand started to squeeze her thighs tight as if he was asking for permission to go deeper while his other hand strayed to remove the straps of her summer dress.

diana had never asked him to simply walk away ( it would be a stupid thing to ask ) but she had said that everyone has the power the choose what they do with themselves and their lives, and the choices we have made in the past don’t have to be the same we make in the future. she had said that in the past and she believed it with all her heart. asking him to change would be insulting, nor did she want to. for better or for worse she had fallen in love ( boy, had she fallen in love ) with the person he was flaws mixed in and all it didn’t matter, she has her flaws too. she had never wanted to change him ... only his circumstances. a clean slate, tabula rasa, was all she had wanted him to at least attempt to give himself, and if he was willing to do so she was more than ready to meet him halfway however he needed her to. she had no fear, she didn’t mind waiting, she didn’t lack patience and perseverance - whichever lengths and struggles, she  was ready to face them.  

but of course, he had to want to meet her half-way first, and he doesn’t ever seem to want to. or maybe he doesn’t feel like it was a choice. either way she doesn’t know how to convey it anymore; that this is no life and that he’s not an extension of his father, and that she is so tired of feeling like with him it’s always a losing battle even when things are well. it’s so very unlike her to stick around like this, to keep subjecting herself to something she knows will only bring her pain. she’s a caring person, she’s a forgiving person, but she doesn’t believe in making the same mistakes over and over again... yet here she is, going against her own beliefs. it feels inaccurate and unfair to think of him as a mistake though, besides it takes two to make an emotional mess as big as they one they were in.

half of diana wants to hate him for pulling her into him again, and the other half keeps telling her to stop fooling herself. as if when she opened the door she didn’t know there was a chance they would end up like this, with barely any distance between them and their lips touching, despite all of the arguing and her involuntary crying - as if a part of her didn’t want for it to happen. diana can see how the night will unfold, and the morning too. it’ll be more than pleasant and then more than crushing. she knows this and yet she still allows her legs to spread when he squeezes her tights. “stay.” she whispers against his neck before kissing it gently. his rousing touch doesn’t make her forget the pain in her heart, but it helps to contain it and ( at least for now ) she embraces it and whichever consequences it might bring wholly.

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silverglvss‌: 

The witcher ‘ Geralt’ had been hired by the King a few weeks prior to keep him protected from the imminent threat of higher vampires or so he claimed as he stated his life was in danger and required a monster hunter to guard him as he paid Geralt daily by pouches of gold as he stood around the King. Observantly his amber hues had watched the King become hot tempered towards his wife known as the Queen as Geralt wanted to step in and say something at times yet held his tongue as he knew it was not his place to intervene for the trouble it brought as Geralt was already on thin ice due to his occupation of a witcher which were uncommon and rare to meet these days. Geralt this evening however was searching for the King only to discover him slumped in poor shape in the hallway as he couldn’t leave them their especially with the Queen around as Geralt then crouched down to slide his strong masculine forearms underneath to King to carry him as he could catch the strong scent of alcohol coming from the unconscious King he carried into their bedroom. Setting him down as his eyes would meet the Queen’s when he had not expected a thank you and bowed his head in her direction. Glancing his eyes over towards the King who was most likely in a deep sleep he took a few steps back and muttered in a husky gravelly tone.” He’ll be up most likely mid day by tomorrow.” Basing his assumption as to similar occurrences he had witnessed.”Forgive me for being outspoken and I know it’s not my place to say my thoughts out loud which is why I hardly talk at all but you two don’t seem right for each other. I can’t stand idly by and watch how terribly he treats you. If you were my Queen I’d treat you like you were my world.” His eyes would then sink down to the wooden floorboards as he felt he had share far too much on his mind yet he kept his attraction towards the Queen secretive for obvious reasons.

Things had been far rougher than before lately, the so called threat of higher vampires looming over him like a plague. She had attempted to speak to the king about it - why the imminent danger and how had he gotten himself in such a situation - but her concern and curiosity seemed only to have angered him. Diana might be hopeful, but she’s not stupid, and she knew that pressing the subject would only end poorly for her. Apart from a couple people in the castle ( both servants, curiously ) she really didn’t have any people to talk to, even those she approached with small talk seemed to cut her off. She wasn’t sure if it was simply their way of being, or if they disliked her, or if her husband in his mercurial anger had ordered them all to ignore her. Either way, it was isolating, but she found a way to press on, chin up, and until tonight no one had caught her with her facade so down. But if Geralt was finding her in a vulnerable place, he had displayed some vulnerability himself. His words caught her by surprise and for a moment she simply sat there, on the bed without doing or saying anything. Should she pretend she hadn’t heard his words, for the sake of both of them? The thought crossed her mind, but it seemed cruel. “Compatibility isn’t the foundation of an arranged marriage, I’m afraid.” There was a sad smile gracing her lips as she spoke, her hazel eyes on her drunk sleeping husband, then she stood up and pulled one of the blankets over him before tuning around and walking to the opposite end of the room, close to the door. She knew the king was in a deep sleep, but she still worried he might hear her somehow. “You don’t have to apologise.” She finally said, suddenly considering her words carefully out of fear. He seemed to be speaking his mind with honesty and she wanted to tell him that she appreciated his words, and that if he felt an attraction to her that attraction was mutual, and that she would like to get to know him better - that she should have preferred to be his queen - but the slight paranoia in her brain didn’t allow her, a paranoia which had only been developed since she had gotten married. The fear that her husband had put the man up for this and was trying to catch her in a lie so he’d have a real reason to be angry at her. “But whoever or whatever made you believe you can say such things ...” She trailed of, realizing she wasn’t sounding as sure of herself as she ought to. “You can not. You don’t have to watch anything or anyone other than my husband. If something bothers you, you can simply look away.” It’s what everyone seemed to do, anyway.

[lcvexclub]

for once in my life i’m feeling lots of domestic and or comforting smut tonight so if you’re feeling that too pls lmk so we can get something going maybe.

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sacrosanctvm‌: 

“Egg his car? What are you- twelve?” There were times when he wondered how they’d become friends. Something about her was so wholesome. With her cute little pout and misty eyes, she was plainly adorable. Donovan wasn’t exactly a bad guy. He wasn’t malicious, didn’t actively set out to hurt anyone, but he wasn’t exactly an upstanding citizen. At times, things that he did for the fun of it ended in consequences for others while he got through without a problem. That wasn’t his fault. Things just tended to work out that way. Wasn’t his problem. In his eyes, Julie could use a little of his carelessness. She needed to just let go, even if it was only long enough for her to get a few moments of relief from her heartbreak…which he still didn’t think should have been a thing considering the fact that the idiot who’d left her like this hadn’t even been good enough for her in the first place. She was lucky to be rid of the guy. She just had to see that. “I mean stop crying into your rosé, pull on your big girl panties, and find someone way hotter than both of them to fuck. Shouldn’t be too difficult for you,”

Julie quirked an eyebrow at his reply. “And a half.” She retorted sarcastically in jest.  “What?” Brown eyes were suddenly alert as her features twisted in confusion, then as her gaze lowered to the drink in front of her they turned into disgust. “I’ve been drinking rosé? ----- urgh, I trusted you.” Comically, Julie stuck out her tongue pretending to feel sick as she pushed the glass in front of her away. Cliches weren’t something Julie had a problem embracing, but rosé with it’s ( in her opinion ) weird taste was an exception. She even had a theory as to why it’s so popular: it’s all the pretty bottles and the pretty shades of pink, made to distract people from how awful the supposedly fancy drink is. Oh yes, she had a whole theory about it, and she almost got into it but ( thankfully ) Donovan spoke and his words stopped her on her tracks. "It’s not that it’s difficult or easy it’s just... I can’t just,” She paused, leaning in as if she were about to kiss him but then pulling away just as quickly, waving a hand as she spoke. “Muah! and go off with some random person.” That sounded an awful lot like her boarding school years and she wished to leave the Julie she then - so good at making bad decisions and far from the person she wanted to be - exactly where she was: in the past. “And really --- R E A L L Y, what’s that supposed to do anyway? No sex is good enough to make you stop thinking about someone, even if they’ve broken your heart.”

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bohmbshell‌: 

It seemed he would never love her the way she loved him and no amount of bickering would change that. If he was going to dig his heels in and avoid the issue she figured it’d be easier to just relent and so as he grasped the hem of her dress, her legs parted slightly. “I’ll leave you after.” She hissed, resting a manicured hand on his cheek and guiding her mouth to his, their lips still fitting together the same as always. 

Not if I leave you first, was the thought that crossed Ivan’s brain as she spoke - that had been on his mind for a while now, truthfully. Not that he wanted to to dump her, oddly he quite enjoyed having a girlfriend even if he didn’t exactly love her, but he was certain that if he did she would just crawl back to him eventually. He wanted to be cruel, to tell her to keep telling herself that she would leave, but something stopped him ( perhaps the prospect of being crueler later on ) and he simply offered her a smile as her lips found his... but he had an idea now, and it didn’t involve doing this things way - her way. Removing his hand from her dress, he took a small step back, simply telling her to; “Turn around.”

[lcvexclub]

omg how are you formatting your ask's they look so good

what do you mean hdasgduashdo i just format them like i do replies?? 

like

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anonymous sent: Why Aren’t We Roleplaying? // accepting ◆ - I’m really shy so please don’t hurt me … 

Hi. I’m super why ( and awkward ) too!!! I’ve been meaning to attempt to reply to one of your opens but haven’t been able to SO thank for replying to one of mine and breaking the ice. Lets get some neat plots going 😎.

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anonymous sent: Why Aren’t We Roleplaying? // accepting ○ - I ship our characters but I’m a little embarrassed about it

Why are you embarrassed? 

Regardless, dude I’m literally the most relaxed person when it comes to shipping. I also really hate small talk so if you want to ship or already ship our muses literally all you have to do is hit me up and say so or share your ideas. I’ll likely be game. I’m really not picky with ships and can ship anything, as long as the plot interests me AND you give me things to work with.

[imameme-youreameme]

Some Very NSFW Workplace Sentence Starters

“I have a meeting in 45 minutes, we have to do this quick.”

“Close the blinds and lock the door, I don’t want anyone walking in on us.”

“My desk is big enough that you can fit under there and give me head without being seen.”

“You’re really distracting, you know. You make me want to push all this paperwork to the side and bend you over my desk every time you walk in here.”

“Not so loud or they’ll hear us and we’ll both get fired.”

“How about a quickie before we go to the meeting?”

“Lift up your skirt and bend over the desk. We’ve only got 20 minutes before the potential new hire comes in for their interview.”

“Quiet. Get on your knees and suck.”

“Don’t make a sound. They’re right outside the door.”

“Every time I see you walk by, you make me want to rip your skirt off and fuck you.”

“Let’s just call it what it is, we’re office fuck buddies. Nothing more, nothing less.”

“You can’t say anything about this to anyone. I don’t need to be part of all this office gossip that goes around.”

“These daily quickies we have are what get me through the day. I look forward to coming to work because of them.”

“Meet me in my office in 20 minutes. Make sure you’re not wearing any panties.”

“Do you know what the thrill of office sex is? The possibility of getting caught.”

“Move your computer so you can fuck me on your desk. I’m not trying to have keyboard impressions all over my ass.”

“So, lunch break. Want to join me in the bathroom and have some fun?”

“I try so hard to concentrate on my work, but then my mind wanders to what you have on under your clothes and how much I want to fuck you across my desk.”

“I was working on the portfolio for the ______’s case, then I got… distracted when I saw you walk by.”

“Having a hard on at work is fucking painful. Come help me out here.”

“Cut that out unless you’re trying to get me to bend you over this desk.”

“I’m the boss, I can do whatever the fuck I want. And what I want is to fuck you senseless right here, right now.”

“You getting that raise is contingent upon how well you do sucking my cock.”

“You have lipstick on your collar, we all know what you were up to.”

“There’s a hotel right around the corner from the office. How about you take an extended lunch and we go have some fun?”

“Looks like I left lipstick on your collar. Want me to leave some more?”

“So tonight, after everyone leaves for the evening, wanna have some fun in your office?”

“I hope you’re not busy, especially since I came all this way just to see you.”

“So, boss man, tell me, how much do you really want to bend me over this desk and fuck me?”

“I only come to work everyday in a good mood because of our daily office quickies.”

“The worst thing about the weekend. I don’t get to feel you inside/around me until Monday comes again.”

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so I need a ‘you’re a person of high wealth/status and I legally married you at a courthouse the night before your wedding because you found out your fiancé is trying to dupe you and your family out of money/ruin your reputation as a revenge plot because of an old family rivalry and they’re not legally entitled to your assets if you’re already legally married to someone else and you agreed to pay me a high sum of money for this and I have a lot of debt so I didn’t pass up the deal but then your ex hits back at you in the media and we have to keep up the charade of being married and you agree to keep paying me money for it but oops I think I might be enjoying more than just the money and oops you’re starting to grow fond of me and this wasn’t part of the deal shit fuck’ plot please and thank you

[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

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Send Me "Right Here" For A Public Sex Themed Sentence Starter!

1. "Come on, nobody's even looking"

2. "We should make a list of places to have sex"

3. "Stop it, I'm trying to watch the movie"

4. "I dare you to get on your knees right now"

5. "Just give me a little peek..."

6. "This place is pretty deserted, it's giving me ideas."

7. "Have you ever had sex in public."

8. "Can you remember all the dirty things we did last time we came here?"

9. "Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes."

10. "Think anyone would notice if I slipped my hand down your pants?"

11. "Stop grabbing my ass, people are looking."

12. "Shall we pull over? I know a great spot."

13. "Come on, I want to put on a show."

14. "I know a great club where we can do anything we want."

15. "I need you. Right now."

16. "Whats the weirdest place you've ever had sex?"

17. "Please? I'm really horny."

18. "I think this picnic needs spicing up a little."

19. "Lift up your shirt, let me see."

20. "I bet I could give you an orgasm without anyone noticing"

21. "You promised we could do it anywhere. So why not here?"

22. "How about we sneak off and go have our own fun?"

23. "You look so hot when you dance."

24. "Take your clothes off. Right here."

25. "Oops...I dropped my napkin"

26. "I don't think I can wait until we get home."

27. "Get up on the hood of the car so everyone can see."

28. "So...Have you ever had sex in a church?"

29. "Do you think anyone can see us from all the way up here?"

30. "Let me come in the changing room and help you out of that."

31. "You know what the best thing to do while camping is? Fuck."

32. "Is a playground at night a totally inappropriate place to fool around?"

33. "I need you to come in the supply closet and look at something."

34. "I don't want to go all the way home. Lets just do it here."

35. "You know...I've never actually had sex on a beach..."

36. "Lets just duck into the toilets. Nobody will know."

37. "What if we stayed in the department store until after closing and had sex."

38. "Just put your hand under the table and feel it."

39. "I wonder if we can have sex in Ikea without being caught."

40. "This ghost train is supposed to last half an hour. I wonder what we can do in that time.."

41. "Looks like we're stuck here. How about we fool around?"

42. "It's dark enough in here to get away with anything"

43. "How great would it be to have sex on the London Eye?"

44. "Who cares if everyones watching?"

45. "I know the catacombs are spooky, but how about we explore it in our own way?"

46. "I would love to look over the whole of Paris while making love to you."

47. "who knows how long we will be stuck in this lift. Might as well occupy ourselves."

48. "Are you really flashing me? Here, of all places?"

49. "Lets see how much fun we can have in the library without making any sound."

50. "I've always wanted to fuck on a yacht."

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‘we’re in a dysfunctional, toxic relationship but i still love you more than anything in this world’ sex - any of my males to your diana santos!

@excelsicrx​ sent:  fifty reasons to have sex // always accepting feel free to turn this reply into a proper starter & link me to it!!

How did she allow herself to keep getting pulled back into this … this thing that they had that was anything but stable and healthy? When did she become this person? 

The truth is, she has never felt this kind of love for anyone, gut-wrenching and knife-twisting but other times so so so beautiful and fulfilling… until it’s gone cold and ugly, that is, then it’s as though there’s no more sun in the sky and everything is slowly decaying.  She is strong and determined, or at least she liked to believe she is. Around him she could so weak - not always, some times he made her feel safe and like the brightest star in the sky ( and she hoped with all her being she made him feel the same ) but on days like today, where everything was falling apart again and she found herself unable to stand her ground… she was weak, she was weak for him. 

Maybe he’s terrible, and maybe they’re terrible for each other but she always comes back around, like today, she could have pretended she wasn’t home but she didn’t.

What does that say about her? Doesn’t that make her as terrible as him?   

He stands there across the kitchen and she keeps thinking that this will be it, and it mind as well be because she’s all emptied out, she has nothing left to give. This will be it and it feels both like a blessing and agony. 

But the next thing she knows Anthony’s lips are on hers and in a twisted way Diana feels like she had been holding her breath and can finally breathe again even though her heart is collapsing in on itself. Leaning to narrow what space that’s left between them she can taste the salt of the tears that had silently been running down her face on her tongue, then his. 

Their lips part, their foreheads touching as the world around them seems to stop spinning. She keeps waiting for him to back away and walk out ( she keeps waiting for herself to do the same ) but he doesn’t ( and she doesn’t ) and her gaze doesn’t move away from his as he reaches for the hem of her summer dress. The sensation of his fingers brushing against her inner tight feels like atonement and she rests her forehead on his shoulder, legs parting, feeling both blessed and cursed all at once.

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

[ choke ]   your muse choking mine.

[ kiss + soft ]   your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.

[ kiss + rough ]   your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.

[ pin ]   your muse pinning mine down.

[ wrists ]   your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.

[ push ]   your muse pushing mine into bed.

[ rip + clothing ]   your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

[ talk ]   your muse talking dirty to mine.

[ eyes ]   your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

[ down ]   your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.

[ knees ]   your muse telling mine to get on their knees.

[ hips ]   your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

[ denial ]   your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.

[ many ]   your muse making mine orgasm over and over.

[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

[ lazy ]   your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.

[ love ]   your muse telling mine they love them during.

[ dominance ]   your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.

[ submission ]   your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.

[ humiliation ]   your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.

[ pain ]   your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.

[ knife ]   your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

[ public ]   your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.

[ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.

[ eat ]   your muse eating mine out.

[ sleep ]   your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.

[ gag ]   your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.

[ blindfold ]   your muse blindfolding mine.

[ praise ]   your muse praising mine in bed.

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.

[ want ]   your muse telling mine they want them.

[ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.

[ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.

[ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.