66, after hours.

shegunner + tarttmum usfw.

[midfieldrs]

sideblog for usfw content for @shegunner + @tarttmum. memes always open, low ac.

[midfieldrs]

honestly, this was not her plan -- this hadn't been something on her mind in the slightest, but even so.. here they were. it'd been one of those spur of the moment things, he'd wrapped up with training at the same time she had and after bumping into one another in the parking lot, they'd somehow made plans to meet for dinner, a glass of wine. usually, doing the same thing with someone was a little dull to tanya but with johann it was always a great meeting of minds, she bounced off of him, felt like she was finally on the same level as someone else.. it was refreshing.

thankfully she'd always picked low-key places to eat or hang out with people for the pure fact that she was ms ballon d'or winner twenty twenty three, she didn't want people to be whispering about what friends she ate dinner with. it was a small italian place near enough to her apartment that she'd go to on her cheat days, they'd eaten and had wine and laughed and kindly she'd offered him to come to hers when the manager came and murmured about them closing soon. it's dark on the quiet streets of london, eleven at night and people not populating these streets like usual and there was just a moment when she's talking about which way they needed to walk where a lamp light cast onto his features and she was struck with just how handsome he was. she wasn't sure how long she'd been staring at him before she'd stepped up on the tips of her toes to hesitantly, to gently press her lips to his, but once she had it all fell apart.

a five minute walk to her flat turned into a thirty minute one, the two of them stealing away in the dark little alleyway near to the restaurant, her petite frame pinned to the wall and her strong arms tight around his neck, kissing him with fire, nipping at his lower lip and even going as far as to hook a finger into the belt loops of his trousers, pulling his hips closer to hers. it all makes her giggle in a low, wicked little way and her pupils are blown wide by the time her front door is slammed behind them.

she's the one who pins him this time, straddling his lap and pressing her groin so close to his, chest pressed flush against his body and her lips claiming his once more, moaning into him; this really was only meant to be dinner. dinner and a glass of wine. and a chat. but she's got herself pressed close to him and her lips trail and she's nipping at his earlobe, cool hand snaking up under his shirt as she whispers, breath as warm as hellfire, " i'd quite like to fuck you. " @flmed.

[archivedevoured]

the cautious, bashful kisses 'neath the dimmed lamp-post have become an enormity of unfulfilled desire, with each nipping &. tug 'tween lips and teeth whispering salacious quips that telltale the scandalous imaginations .. even when her body entrapping him as she asserts herself to her; revealing her own desire to be known by him, of which he never thought that he would ever recognised from her .. despite the apparent glances, or exuberant confidence emitting from her whenever he walks to the pitch during her session . . . the man's still oblivious enough to be wanted by her. even when he is subjected to her suggestive roll of her hips against his clothed waist.

‘ . . . why do you want to fuck me? ’ seemingly an innocuous question, however within spontaneity, the man's lips are quirking into an impish simper, with his calloused hands trailing down to the inside of her shirt; brushing against the naked skin within, which elicits an involuntary sigh before it begins. her hands may have started roaming upon his chest, however he is familiar with the sensation, however for her, it may have been different as he swiftly undoing her straps &. cascade to pelvis . . . audaciously slinking his hand to the inside of her pants whilst the other's gathering her fallen tresses to be put aside thus his lips are nibbling upon her neck. palm deliberately clasping upon her rear, with tongue soothing the audacious bites on her skin before murmuring the sweet-nothings, ‘ you do know i shouldn't do this to you right? like, there'll be no stopping on this. there's no turning back. do you want to fuck me with your cunt that much, hm? ’

[midfieldrs]

she’s dripping, she knows this already. she’s wet from their heated kisses, the feeling of his groin beneath hers as she rocks her hips, the sound of his low voice… why does she want to fuck him? she almost scoffs at such a question, but instead presses the tips of her nails into his pec, “ why wouldn’t i? why would i not want to fuck you? “ she nearly growls, but is stopped from doing so by his lips and teeth on her soft neck, tongue lapping over what damage he does there. she’s glad to have him pinned beneath her, but for a second her mind wanders in anticipation- tanya has flashes of him fucking her where they sit, against the wall over there, maybe with her chest pressed against the dining table or her soft duvet. it makes her moan a little, just the thought. the thought of being fucked by him…

tan starts moving her hips again, hit and flush against his pelvis, “ i know. ” she says firmly, “ i don’t want to turn back, coach. “ she briefly wonders if he’d ever watched her body when she trained, played. if he’d ever thought of her in this way, “ i want you to fuck me. “ it’s a slight whine of need and desperation, one of her own hands reaching down to undo his button, his fly, then her own before snaking her hand into the front of her underwear and withdrawing it, showing him her fingers, slick with her wetness, “ wanna taste? “ she smirks, her other hand sorting his underwear so she might be able to wrap her hand around his cock.

[midfieldrs]

honestly, this was not her plan -- this hadn't been something on her mind in the slightest, but even so.. here they were. it'd been one of those spur of the moment things, he'd wrapped up with training at the same time she had and after bumping into one another in the parking lot, they'd somehow made plans to meet for dinner, a glass of wine. usually, doing the same thing with someone was a little dull to tanya but with johann it was always a great meeting of minds, she bounced off of him, felt like she was finally on the same level as someone else.. it was refreshing.

thankfully she'd always picked low-key places to eat or hang out with people for the pure fact that she was ms ballon d'or winner twenty twenty three, she didn't want people to be whispering about what friends she ate dinner with. it was a small italian place near enough to her apartment that she'd go to on her cheat days, they'd eaten and had wine and laughed and kindly she'd offered him to come to hers when the manager came and murmured about them closing soon. it's dark on the quiet streets of london, eleven at night and people not populating these streets like usual and there was just a moment when she's talking about which way they needed to walk where a lamp light cast onto his features and she was struck with just how handsome he was. she wasn't sure how long she'd been staring at him before she'd stepped up on the tips of her toes to hesitantly, to gently press her lips to his, but once she had it all fell apart.

a five minute walk to her flat turned into a thirty minute one, the two of them stealing away in the dark little alleyway near to the restaurant, her petite frame pinned to the wall and her strong arms tight around his neck, kissing him with fire, nipping at his lower lip and even going as far as to hook a finger into the belt loops of his trousers, pulling his hips closer to hers. it all makes her giggle in a low, wicked little way and her pupils are blown wide by the time her front door is slammed behind them.

she's the one who pins him this time, straddling his lap and pressing her groin so close to his, chest pressed flush against his body and her lips claiming his once more, moaning into him; this really was only meant to be dinner. dinner and a glass of wine. and a chat. but she's got herself pressed close to him and her lips trail and she's nipping at his earlobe, cool hand snaking up under his shirt as she whispers, breath as warm as hellfire, " i'd quite like to fuck you. " @flmed.

[rubymemes]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 👀 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (a collection of spicy prompts with various contexts. They were left vague to match varying levels of spice and situations.)  → add + reverse to reverse the roles!

[OFFICE]: sender and receiver are making out in receiver's office

[CAR]: sender and receiver are making out in receiver's car

[BITE]: while kissing, sender bites receiver's lips

[PULL]: sender pulls on receiver's hair to expose their neck

[PINNED]: sender pins receiver against a wall

[LAP]: sender pulls receiver onto their lap

[ELEVATOR]: sender and receiver are making out in an elevator

[FLIRT]: sender flirts with receiver to make them blush

[CHOKE]: sender grabs receiver by the throat

[KNIFE]: sender uses a knife to rip receiver's clothes

[GROWL]: sender growls in receiver's ears

[QUIET]: sender orders receiver to be more quiet

[COLLAR]: sender grabs receiver by the collar to pull them closer

[WRESTLE]: sender wrestles receiver, pinning them on the floor

[WHISPER]: sender whispers sweet nothings into receiver's ears

[KNOCK]: sender walks into a room without knocking only to find receiver in their underwear

[HALLWAY]: after inviting receiver into their flat, sender and receiver start making out in the hallway

[INJURY]: sender gently tends to receiver's wounds, which leads to them kissing

[MUFFLE]: sender puts their hand over receiver's mouth to keep them quiet

[PUBLIC]: sender and receiver are making out in a secluded but public place

[TABLE]: sender touches receiver's thigh under the table at a restaurant or a dinner party

[resourcesofaqueen]

send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let's see how my muse responds.

your muse = sender, my muse = receiver.

[midfieldrs]

yes it is 6:45am, yes i’ve been hit with Horny Muse. send help

[midfieldrs]

send MEMES

[lustconquersall]

That's exactly what Jamie needs. He needs Jon to push back on his bratting tonight, to not let Jamie do what he wants. He hums at the feeling of Jon pressing down against the pressure point at the back of his neck, not releasing the chain quite yet. When Jon sits up, Jamie finally lets go of it, meeting Jon's blue eyes with his own, a mischievous look in them. He knows exactly what he just did, and he's proud of himself for it. "Isn't it?" he asks, despite the rough hold on his cheeks. The frown isn't enough to discourage him - he's been friends with Roy Kent for years, a frown is nothing. Jon's fingers squeeze at his cheeks, and Jamie almost giggles. This is perfect. He's delighted. His eyes are bright as he sticks out his tongue again, his hands coming to rest on Jon's waist.

[midfieldrs]

the way that jamie's acting, jon's thought that he knew what he wanted was consolidated in his mind -- he makes to lap his tongue against jamie's filthily, then catching him in an opened mouth kiss, fingers of his spare hand burying in tartt's soft locks, letting go of his chin to trail a hand down his back, digits reaching tease his hole, wondering if tartt'd warmed himself up for this in advance. given that jamie had gone into this knowing exactly what he wanted, he can only assume so, so with an easy movement, jon flips the other man with a gruff sound.

his legs straddle jamie's, knees either side of his hips as he leans to grab a condom, tearing at it with his teeth as his large hand smacks his arse playfully, grabbing hold and massaging it some as his other hand works the condom onto his cock, pressing his other hand against jamie's other cheek and pushing them together around the sides of his cock. he ruts his hips forward languidly before leaning down to kiss jamie's shoulder, waiting for consent; no matter how domineering jon could be, he would always wait for such a thing. moaning hotly, jun uses his thumbs to keep his cock in place as he pants, biting at the inside of his lip.. if jamie wanted to be a toy, a toy he would be.

[midfieldrs]

❛  all i can think about is how good you’re going to taste.  ❜ liv + tanya wink

the club is pretty packed, tanya's pressed against a wall as people pass them by, with liv's arms caging her in safely. what a fucking hero. her eyes are looking at some flashing lights, distracted a moment before hot breath is on her neck -- suddenly, liv's body isn't an arms length away and instead, she's pressing her body against her, keeping her safe that way. turning her head a little, she hears liv's words: ❛  all i can think about is how good you’re going to taste.  ❜.

wasn't that enough to make her knees weak? beneath her high waisted jeans, she knows she's already wet at the thought of liv between her legs, of her driving her to the brink over and over in that way only she had ever managed, " yeah? " she whispers back, turning her head so her words could be heard, " then why aren't you taking me home right now? " she grabs hold of one of liv's wrists and brings it to the crotch of her jeans, glad for the business of the club, for the multitudes of dark corners and the anonymity it could afford them as tanya rocks her hips forward into the hand she'd placed there, " or -- or we could do this here and now. " @belusts.

[centerbacking]

       ——        it's mesmerizing, the way she twitches beneath him now as if every single touch is too much for her hyper-sensitive body. and maybe it is but her protest is weak and nowhere near a real plea for him to stop. so he hums in agreement, knowing they're just playing, knowing she wants this as much as he does and thus he quite simply continues to finger his spent back into her. he is so careful as well, scooping globs of cum from her back, her ass, her thighs and wherever it's running down from whichever round ago and gently pushing it back into tanya. they've talked about. it could happen, it wouldn't matter as long as they go through it together. but now he is just feeling filthy, covered in sweat and bodily fluids as he follows the path of his fingers and cleans up whatever he can't put back into tanya's body. he kisses and licks, worships her body for the nth time as he slowly, oh so slowly, tries to build her back up again. one more she had demanded countless times, just one more and - as he trails a line of kisses along her shoulder, he's sure he can get one more orgasm from her.

his hand folds over her, fingers spreading the labia without uncovering her opening as his other hand works her favourite toy beneath her. the noise starts at once, humming along to him shushing her cries. - she is doing so good for him and he can't even tell her.

[midfieldrs]

she mewls beneath him, her hands stretching forward to the flats of her palms against the headboard, body jolting as though electrocuted by his touch alone as she shuffles her knees forward to that the round of her arse might lift higher in the air to give him more space to work with, " oh fuck, jan.. " she breathes, her mouth falling open and slack with a muffled whimper as the toy begins vibrating against her clit, making her already weak knees start to tremble, fingertips turning white as she pushes her hands forward into the wood of it, black nails pressed against oak -- two minutes ago, she'd felt too pathetic and weak for another round, but he was irresistible, especially when he was being so filthy. " please, please.. i don't think i can come again.. " she knew that was his goal, it was always a goal. briefly, she wonders if he had some sort of game or goal in mind when it came to it. her eyeliner has run down her cheeks a little, black smears on the bed sheets and her body twitches in overstimulation, " can't --- get enough.. "

[ribbontales]

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬: a little assortment of sexual action prompts for rp purposes. remember to tag your usft and suggestive content. do not reblog this meme if you're under 18. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : sender is asking if they can touch receiver sexually. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐲 ] : sender and receiver are having a steamy makeout session. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are interrupted. [ 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞] : sender removes an article of receiver's clothing. [ 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 ] : sender and receiver are having sex half-clothed. [ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 ] : sender plants kisses on undressed receiver's scar/s. [ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 ] : sender pleasures receiver with their hand/fingers. [ 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 ] : sender pleasures receiver with their mouth. [ 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are having sex for the first time. [ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : receiver is having a wet dream about sender. [ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 ] : receiver is thinking about sender when masturbating. [ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 ] : sender pins receiver down by the wrists during sex. [ 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 ] : sender and receiver are having sex in a public place. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are having sex to reduce stress. [ 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 ] : sender helps receiver to have an orgasm. [ 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are having sex with no strings attached. [ 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 ] : sender and receiver have sex after being apart a long time. [ 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : sender and receiver are having lazy morning sex. [ 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 ] : sender and receiver are cuddling after sex. [ 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ] : sender and receiver are trying to conceive.

[lustconquersall]

Jon and Jamie work well together because both of them like the same thing - making each other feel good. When one of them speaks up about wanting something, the other's happy to give it. And this is what Jamie wants tonight. What he needs. He can taste Jon's cum on his tongue, salty and familiar. Way more flavourful than anything he'd typically be allowed on his meal plan. That thought makes him snort a laugh, pressing his forehead to Jon's broad chest.

But then Jon's telling him to keep it up. Jamie assumes that means keep licking me, so he does just that. He licks up Jon's abdomen all the way to his chest, taking Jon's chain between his teeth and tugging very, very gently - more for the aesthetic than to actually do anything. Jon also never said teeth, he just said tongue, so maybe Jamie's bratting a little bit, too.

[midfieldrs]

jamie's a mystery to him sometimes -- the way he laughs like that makes him grin himself, absolutely unsure what was going through his head, but enjoying the feeling of him laughing like that. the feeling of the flat of the other man's tongue dragging against his skin is enough to make him shudder a little, making a small sound of enjoyment at the sight.. he was gorgeous, wasn't he? the way his hair falls into his eyes - jon is clearly distracted by his boyfriend's beauty, because he's slow to react to the way jamie latches his teeth onto his chain. he frowns, reaching a hand to press digits against the pressure point on the back of jamie's neck, " that's not what i said, tartt. " he grunts, sitting up and taking a rough hold of jamie's cheeks, resting his chin in his palm. fingers squeeze at his cheeks, still frowning at him, " show me that tongue. " he instructs, baby blues stern.

[lustconquersall]

Of course Jamie knew what he was doing when he called Jon over tonight. Tomorrow's a recovery day for Jamie - even Roy's agreed to give him a day off of heavy training, because his body needs rest as much as it needs to be pushed - which means he can do whatever the fuck he wants to with his night. And he knew what the fuck he wanted before he even called Jon.

This - it's easy for Jamie. It's fun for him. He gets to turn off his mind, let somebody else do the thinking for him, and he still gets all of the pleasure that comes out of making other people happy. Plus the occasional words of praise. He'd never be able to explain it out loud to somebody, but, with Jon, he doesn't have to. With Jon, he can just say what he wants, and he knows he'll be heard and taken care of properly.

And he is. It's fucking perfect, the way Jon takes his hair, tugs at it, and just tells him what to do. No please, no thank you, just tongue. Jamie sticks his tongue out, licking up the cum on his abs, moaning softly. Jon tastes fucking great, he always has. He can already feel himself relaxing into the proper mindset. Jon is perfect for him.

[midfieldrs]

the captain grunts as jamie obediently gets to work, guiding his head with a tight enough fist -- he liked making his partners feel good, even is that meant getting them to a point where they weren't going to be thinking straight if that's what they needed, " mnh -- you're such a good boy. " he murmurs, jamie's tongue raising goosebumps on his arms as he makes sure to have jamie clean up every inch of him. he wouldn't judge jamie for the things he asked for ; in all honesty, it was incredibly sexy for someone to ask for exactly what they wanted -- sometimes, being someone's toy didn't necessarily mean getting your brains fucked out immediately, sometimes it meant being treated a certain way just beforehand.

" keep it up. show me how much you want your skipper to wreck you, jamie. show me how much you want this body over your own, mmh. go on. " his hand lets go of jamie's hair, hands clasping behind his head.

[leneemusing]

LOCATION  BASED  SMUT  PROMPTS

TRANSPORATION 

one muse gives the other oral while they drive. 

driver uses one hand to finger the other while on a long road trip.

muses join mile high club in an airplane restroom.

in an airplane one muse has to be quiet while the other muse plays with them in their seats.

muses tease each other in the back of a taxi cab on the way home. 

while driving home after a date,  they get too impatient and pull into a parking lot to have sex. 

while driving in the middle of a forest,  our muses pull onto the side of the road for sex. 

our muses are on a road trip but a thick fog forces them to take a break.  they have sex inside the car while waiting for it to clear. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses participate in foreplay. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses forego watching the movie to have sex. 

revenge sex in someone else’s car. 

sex in someone else’s car due to impatience and carelessness. 

a quickie while parallel parked on a busy road. 

in an empty train car while freighthopping. 

in a crowded bus,  one muse sitting in the others lap purposefully and subtly grinding to get them worked up. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a business trip. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a vacation spot. 

one muse masturbates while the other drives. 

driver instructs the passenger to touch themselves through guided masturbation. 

while one muse drives,  they describe what they want to do to the passenger who isn’t allowed to touch themselves. 

NATURE

sensual sex in a secluded meadow during a picnic. 

one muse holding the other up against a tree. 

in a cabin in the middle of a rainstorm late at night. 

in a cabin in the middle of a heavy snowstorm during the day. 

in the bed of a truck in front of hiking trails. 

in the bed of a truck while stargazing. 

a plateau overlooking the ocean on a cloudy day. 

one muse has been napping in a hammock and the other wakes them by beginning to finger them. 

muses get distracted from sunbathing and start to fool around by a poolside or lake. 

inside a gazebo while it rains. 

a little ways off from a hiking trail,  hidden by thick foliage. 

mutual masturbation while camping in a tent. 

beneath the shade of trees in the middle of an orchard. 

between rows in a vineyard. 

hidden away in the dead end of a hedge maze. 

PUBLIC

in a bar or restaurant,  one muse sneaks under table to eat out the other. 

in a bar or restaurant,  muses discuss in detail what they’re going to do to each other once they get home. 

inside the stall of restroom in a bar. 

inside a single bathroom of a place of service (restaurant,  store,  club etc.)

in a hotel room,  up against the window overlooking a busy city.

a quickie in a diner restroom before getting back on the road. 

up on a rooftop where no one is supposed to be. 

inside one muses’s office. 

inside a third party’s office they shouldn’t have access to. 

inside an empty church on a weekday. 

one muse fondling the other while they’re trying to shop. 

foreplay and teasing in the dressing room of a store. 

oral performed while hidden in a storage room or closet. 

inside an abandoned house. 

hushed sex while staying in the guest room of another’s home. 

in the middle of a park late at night. 

PRIVATE

on the floor,  in front of the fireplace to warm up after coming inside from winter storm. 

one muse on the bathroom counter while the other stands. 

in front of the bathroom mirror so they can watch themselves. 

to break in a new house or apartment,  boxes scattered about and furniture newly placed. 

bent over a table while something bakes in the oven. 

on the kitchen counter with half-eaten plates of breakfast forgotten. 

one muse spread out across the top of a grand piano,  pretty woman style. 

rushed and desperate,  messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom. 

one muse riding the other while the tv plays in the background,  movie forgotten entirely. 

on the balcony in early morning,  where neighbors might see,  but no one will likely look. 

[midfieldrs]

❛  i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy?  ❜ [ jon <3 ]

the captain drags the back of his hand across his brow languidly despite the way jamie had had him panting there on his bed, sweat making his curls stick to the back of his neck -- he wonders if his boyfriend had been knowing exactly what he was doing from the moment that jon crossed the threshold. he was starting to get the feeling that yeah, he did, he knew. jamie had ulterior motives, that was for sure. later, he'd ask him if he was okay, if he was stressed about matches or something, but for now, he's been laying there for a good few minutes, waiting out his refractory period with his cum painting his abdomen.

❛  i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy?  ❜

his eyes catch jamie's, though jon says nothing, instead he strokes his fingers through jamie's hair a second before they twist carefully in his locks, tugging, " tongue. " he instructs, bringing jamie's head down toward the cut of the muscles on his abdomen. @lustconquersall.

[leneemusing]

 SOME MORE SMUTTY MEMES 

[ SIT ]  for one muse to finger the other who sits in their lap fully clothed,  keeping an arm around their waist to make them stay still. 

[ RISK ]  for one muse to drive and finger the other who is in the passenger seat. 

[ DISTRACT ]  for one muse to drive while the other gives them head/fingers them. 

[ WATCH ]  for muses to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise. 

[ SUBTLE ]  our muses are cuddling,  sender begins to feel up receiver and tease them. 

[ STILL ]  our muses are cuddling,  receiver begins to feel up sender and tease them. 

[ GUIDE ]  while one muse is riding the other,  the one being ridden takes hold of the one on top’s hips to control their movements. 

[ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately.  

[ GAZE ]  our muses are having sex in missionary and the one on the bottom tells them to slow down so they can just look at them for a few moments. 

[ DELAY ]  one muse is trying to get ready to go somewhere while the other keeps kissing them and unbutton/unzipping their clothes. 

[ CAREFUL ]  one muse is recovering from minor injuries,  so the other takes charge and makes them stay still while they have slow,  sensual sex. 

[ REVERENT ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  sender body worships receiver by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ GRATIFICATION ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  receiver body worships sender by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ MESS ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but sender starts to finger receiver. 

[ RESTART ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but receiver starts to finger sender. 

[ CLEANSE ]  our muses have sex in the bathtub. 

[ TENSION ]  one muse is patching up the other’s injuries which leads to intense eye contact,  lingering touches and them finally crashing their lips against each other’s. 

[ DISCUSSION ]  for our muses to talk about kinks and figure out their boundaries together. 

[ APPROACHED ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and sender finally broaches the subject to receiver  (  feel free to add dialogue or actions  ) 

[ APPROACH ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and receiver finally broaches the subject to sender. 

[ SUGGESTIVE ]  our muses are hanging out and end up on the topic of turn ons,  kinks,  and what they’re attracted to. 

[ GROUND RULES ]  for our muses to discuss boundaries before trying something new in bed. 

[ OBSERVE ]  for sender to show receiver where and how they want to be touched. 

[ DEMONSTRATE ]  for receiver to show sender where and how they want to be touched.

[ LINE ]  our muses are supposed to only be pretending to be together for a mission or fake dating,  but they keep going and neither one of them is stopping which leads to them hiding away to have sex.  

[ DEBATE ]  our muses are arguing because sender is worried and overprotective of receiver,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end kissing and groping at each other. 

[ CLAIM ]  our muses are arguing because receiver is worried and overprotective of sender,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end up kissing and groping at each other. 

[ SENSUAL ]  for sender to slowly undress receiver,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ GRADUAL ]  for receiver to slowly undress sender,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ SERVICE ]  our muses just showered together,  sender dries off receiver with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

[ CARESS ]  our muses just showered together,  receiver dries off sender with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

COMMUNICATION

❝  well,  honestly i’ve never really had sex before and was kinda hoping you would teach me.  ❞

❝  i’ve never tried that before.  but i want to,  can we just take it slow?  ❞

❝  don’t be nervous,  i’ll guide you through it.  ❞

❝  just because i’ve never actually fucked someone doesn’t mean i don’t know what i like.  we have toys for a reason.  ❞

❝  show me what you like.  ❞

❝  can we take a break?  i’m enjoying this i just need a moment.  ❞

❝  can i be on top this time?  ❞

❝  can i be on bottom this time?  ❞

❝  just relax,  lie still and let me take care of you.  ❞

❝  do you think we could try pegging?  i’ve always been kinda curious.  ❞

❝  you can blindfold me but i want my hands free if we do that.  ❞

❝  let me know if the ropes are too tight,  okay?  ❞

❝  i think i’m ready.  if you are too,  i wanna have sex.  ❞

❝  listen,  i’ve wanted to get you in bed since you first smiled at me.  but we don’t have to do this unless you’re sure.   ❞

❝  i’m ready,  but we should set some ground rules first.  ❞

❝  can you use your mouth again?  i really liked that.  ❞

❝  do you like how this feels?  ❞

❝  yes,  i like this.  can you just—  please keep doing that.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to be touched this time,  i just want to focus on you right now.  ❞

❝  i prefer to do the giving if that’s okay?  ❞

❝  i like receiving but,  if you want me to do something i will.  i want you to feel good too.  ❞

❝  you can go harder.  i’m okay,  i want you to.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to have to think or have control.  just,  do what you want with me.  if something is too much i’ll let you know.  trust me.  ❞

❝  do you need me to slow down?  ❞

❝  what can i do to make you more comfortable?  ❞

❝  i know this is really vulnerable for you,  so we can take this as slow as you need.  you’re in control here okay?  ❞

❝  can you just kiss me for a little bit first?  ❞

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑩𝑼𝑰𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.  (  nsfw.  feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  your cock is so delicious.  ❜ ❛  i need you in my mouth now.  ❜ ❛  i get so hard when i’m around you.  ❜ ❛  do you want me to spit or swallow?  ❜ ❛  i need you inside me.  ❜ ❛  guess what i’m wearing right now.  ❜ ❛  why don’t you come over? i promise you won’t regret it.  ❜ ❛  if i was with you, what would you do to me?  ❜ ❛  my legs are missing you in between them.  ❜ ❛  you’ll make me feel so good.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been thinking long and hard about what i wanna do with you tonight.  ❜ ❛  all i can think of is sitting on top of your hard cock.  ❜ ❛  i’m touching myself right now.  ❜ ❛  i wanna hear your moans.  ❜ ❛  i can’t stop thinking about how good you always feel.  ❜ ❛  can you feel how wet / hard i am for you?  ❜ ❛  i love the way you make me feel.  ❜ ❛  you have the most perfect breasts / cock / pussy.  ❜ ❛  i love watching you touch yourself.  ❜ ❛  i can only think of one thing right now and it’s you naked on my bed.  ❜ ❛  all i can think about is how good you’re going to taste.  ❜ ❛  how hard do you want to be fucked tonight?  ❜ ❛  i never knew that i could want someone so badly.  ❜ ❛  i plan on making you scream my name tonight.  ❜ ❛  it’s unfair how sexy you look today.  ❜ ❛  get on your knees, now.  ❜ ❛  i’m going to make you soaking wet.  ❜ ❛  don’t you dare come until i allow you to.  ❜ ❛  i want to tie you up later and have my way with you.  ❜ ❛  how fast do you think i can make you come?  ❜ ❛  i was thinking about you last night.  ❜ ❛  if we weren’t in public right now, i’d bend you over the table and fuck you.  ❜ ❛  i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy?  ❜ ❛  tease me until i can’t take it anymore.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to taste you on my lips.  ❜ ❛  you can do whatever you want to me tonight.  ❜ ❛  cum for me.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be a good girl / boy for me?  ❜ ❛  take control of me, i trust you.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to be alone with you.  ❜