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[leneemusing]

less cringy NSFW/intimacy memes

ACTIONS: (add + to reverse who does the action)

✦ to finger my muse  ✧ to give my muse oral  ☆ to get caught doing something sexual in public ✻ to catch my muse masturbating  ✸ for a drabble about my muse having a sex dream about yours ❆ to tease my muse  ❁ for our muses first time  ✶ for something awkward to happen during sex ♢ for something to make our muses laugh during sex  ♤ for my muse to help yours undress  ☽ for my muse to have trouble taking off an article of clothing  ♧ to guide my muse’s hands where yours wants to be touched  ♜ for my muse to kiss an area where yours is insecure  ♞ my muse gets a cramp during sex ♦ my muse sneezes during sex ♟ my muse says the wrong name during sex ✪ for our muses to be intimate in nature © for morning sex  ✘ to eat food off of my muse  ♕ make your own scenario 

WORDS: 

“god, you look so good”  “fuck—” “i got you, baby”  “you’re being so good for me”  “i promise i’ll be a good”  “please”  “you have to be quiet if you want to cum”  “say please?”  “are you gonna be good for me?”  “shit— i have to pee” “wait, that hurts” “not there” “that feels so good”  “touch me here”  “did you just yawn?”  “you make me feel so good”  “do you like this?”  “i want to hear you when you cum”  “i’m so close”  “i need you”  “how much do you want to cum?” “turn around” “your fingers feel amazing” “i’m yours”  “you’re mine” “tell me you’re mine”  “you sound so pretty when you moan”  “harder” “wait—” “is this okay?” “say it again” “i love you”

[melamemea]

dirty levels .

[defendsfreedom-a]

melamemea‌:

001 . ————- flirting .

“hey gorgeous… is this seat taken?”

“your body looks s o good in this light”

“care to dance? i’ll teach you how hips work”

“how about i get you a drink and you tell me about yourself?”

“here i dreaded going out… and i was lucky enough to meet an angel”

“come closer baby”

“want to come and join me?”

“oh you got a little something there… let me fix it for you”

“your eyes are gorgeous”

“your lips are so beautiful”

“do you come here often?”

“your place or mine?”

002 . ————— behind closed doors.

“oh baby… you’re so hard/wet.”

“kiss me… harder.”

“kiss me — there…”

“please… i need you”

“shut the door — quickly… i can’t wait to fuck you”

“your breasts so beautiful”

“unzip me ~ slowly…”

“hurry up… i’m getting impatient ~”

“how about… i pour champagne down your stomach… and get a little naughty”

“are you a naughty girl/boy?”

“that’s right baby, spread open for me”

“how does it feel? ~ you like that?”

“you’re driving me crazy… ! ”

“keep them on… i like it that way”

“You really know how to make a girl wet…“

“Tell me where you want to touch me first.“

“I can’t wait for you to put it in me.“

003 . ————— in the act .

“Bite my neck and fuck me harder.”

“I want you to cum all over my face.“

“Don’t stop.“

“Fill me up.“

“You like how I fuck you?“

“Cum for me.“

“That’s… s o good —”

“Mmm… please… ”

“G—god, more… more!”

“That’s it — that’s the spot baby!”

[scotborn]

He raises his hands when she begins her search. Why he’d elected to meet her on his own is a mystery to her and it would remain so. When she finishes with his front half she leans in, their noses brushing as her hands give his rear end a rough ‘SMACK’ through the fabric of his trousers. The sting throbs along the surface of skin but he doesn’t flinch. He can’t show weakness. 

❝ Excessive as always, hm?  ❞

[scotborn]

The white linen sheets do nothing to keep them cool. Tan flesh is slick with sweat and his touches glide along her body too quickly. He wants to be enveloped in her, to be had by her the way she was being had by him. His chest feels too tight when she squeezes her thighs around his hips and she steals his breath with every kiss she places along his clean shaven jaw.

Their eyes meet and her leg is snug around him when he leans in to steal a kiss. She’d giggle, tease him about getting attached when he puts a name to the feeling that sears him down to his bones. 

❝ --- ‘ve ne’er loved ye more d’en now.  ❞

It’s true. He loved her, more now than he had. Before, they’d had an arrangement. Tonight? They’d simply become one with no negotiation needed. They’d fallen into one another and he can’t help but know he’d do ANYTHING to keep her at his side like this. 

[scotborn]

His eyes follow the green dot on the screen as he answers in a prompt, short tone. 

❝ Don’ flatter y’self.  ❞

If she wanted him dead, he wouldn’t go down alone. They’d rot together or not at all. It was a crass way to look at things but, he figured, his hatred for her ran far too deep to turn away now.

If he was anything, he was a passionate Scotsman. 

[scotborn]

He’d been tortured. Countless times by countless people. What he doesn’t like is when they use HER to further their agenda. She’s at home, probably making a mess of their kitchen in nothing but one of his shirts as she begins to tell him about her day. His captors think threatening her life, dangling his loved ones in front of him will break him.

He feels the tethers of societal pressures lift and his tension is now for an entirely different reason. He curls his toes once, twice, and a high pitched sound shatters glass and, luckily, disables the ‘unbreakable’ cuffs they’d put him in. He rises, no longer able to feel the bruised ribs, or the sharp sting of his broken nose. Instead, he lifts his foot, the compartment he’d engineered himself opening to arm him with the smallest pistol he’d ever used. It’s hers, something she’d wanted to give him to keep him safe.

Five headshots later and he’s shakily conveying to her that their dinner reservations might need to be rescheduled. She pouts on the line but, ultimately, agrees. 

[scotborn]

The conference is underway. Many of Kingsman’s finest, along with some of their mediocre, fill posh leather seats. His speech had started strong, his presentation immaculate on the large, high definition screen behind him.

The text message pops up along the top of his tables and charts. A simple emoji of a bright red heart is her caller ID on his otherwise organized phone and the room would go silent, some coughing in discomfort, others snickering.

He doesn’t hesitate as he tugs his phone off the podium to message a heart felt ‘I love you more’. He faces men who’ve killed, who’ve brought down dictatorships, with cold, commanding eyes and, successfully, pulls shivers of obvious fear from their conditioned forms. 

❝ Does anyone have any QUESTIONS?  ❞

The silent dare is met with complete silence. Good. 

[vhsmeme]

* phone call prompts

[ 📞 ] ‘ say something.’

[ 📞 ] ‘ it’s good to hear your voice. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ are you still there? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ you’re lying. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ wait, don’t hang up. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i need your help. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ are you crying? ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i love you. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m scared. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i worry about you. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ where are you? are you okay? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ don’t beat yourself up about it. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ hang on, i’m coming to get you. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ are you in trouble? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ something happened. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ it’s me. can we talk? ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’ll stay on the phone until you fall asleep. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m glad you called. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m sorry about earlier. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ tell me you’re not planning on doing anything stupid. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ you have to promise. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ i have to go now. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ stop disappearing. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i’m always here for you. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ you’re important. don’t forget that. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i had a nightmare. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ leave me alone. ’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i trust you.’

[ 📞 ] ‘ i hate you. ’ 

[ 📞 ] ‘ it wasn’t your fault. ’

[scotborn]

Once Eggsy’s situated himself in his designated hiding spot the Scott flips the page on his tablet. It’s another mission in the middle east, one that can wait as he speaks to what any passerby would deem an empty room. 

❝ Need I remind ye GALAHAD is a trained operative... Not t’mention y’er suit’s tracking capabilities have doomed ye from d’start.  ❞

[scotborn]

：// ＦＩＬＥＤ ＵＮＤＥＲ： ＩＮＱＵＩＲＩＥＳ．

❥     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  !  ) 

It’s such a cliche place to find her. The basement, filing room for business purposes. He hadn’t wanted to engage in anything but a simple mission of subduing the enemy but she’d decided to fight back and... 

❝ Anymore pressure an’ I’ll snap y’er clavicle. ❞

He straddles her, both hands around her long, slender neck. She’s still fighting, still all tooth and he can’t help but sink calloused thumbs just a bit deeper into her skin. 

❝ Once d’bone snaps, it’s harder t’run.  ❞

He leans in close, whispering medical knowledge he knows would simply bring a rise out of her. He could snap her neck clean, watch her crumble to a heap and leave but, the strain of her throat muscles along his fingers?

They tell him to draw this out, just a bit longer.

[scotborn]

：// ＦＩＬＥＤ ＵＮＤＥＲ： ＩＮＱＵＩＲＩＥＳ．

❥     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  …

❝ Focus.  ❞

Her heels, once scrambling for purchase along his oak desk, now dig into his hips. Her hands had cling to his wrists in a feeble attempt at countering him but nature assured his brute strength out won hers.

Her skirt rides up as she tries to snap free of his hold with her entire body as leverage. It simply ensures his grip grows TIGHTER before she gives spasm and he a grunt.

Her body goes slack as he steps back, leaving a wet mess between her thighs where they’d been joined just moments before. Her breaths are raspy as he leans over her to kiss her still flushed cheek. 

❝ Y’er makin’ a habit o’ this. Y’er time ‘s also impressive.  ❞

It’s praise, his own brand of it and instead of cold and distant, his tone is one of awe and warmth. She always impressed him. On and off the field. 

[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.

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[scotborn]

statesangria‌:

HE CAN RELATE.  she laughs again.  it’s more than she could have hoped for,  given their complicated relationship,  but it makes her heart flutter.  it’s about damn time things turn out for them.  with a blissful sigh,  she pulls him closer,  buries her face into his neck and closes her eyes.  “ i know you can, ” she murmurs.

a deep breath is drawn,  his scent relaxing her shoulders.   the next steps won’t be easy,  with so many decisions to be made and the potential that they’ll wind up separated once again by their line of work…  but she doesn’t want to think about that right now.  right now,  she wants to go back to her empty house,  curl up in her king-sized bed,  and fall asleep in merlin’s arms.

“ let’s go home, ”  she finally says,  arms slipping down to wrap around his torso.  she lifts her head to look up at him,  eyes bright.

Home. The quaint safe house in a quaint village had become just that. She’d put feminine touches here and there and while it was no longer a Kingsman asset he’d thought she’d want to live somewhere more city-oriented.

They’d made it a home without meaning to it would seem. 

❝ I can update yer proper location later on in d’evening.  ❞

He’d wrap an arm around her waist, leaning down nuzzle her cheek gently. They’d leave this conference room and walk into the unknown. He knows he’ll be ordered to cut ties, to reestablish his loyalties so that the ensuing cover up of their agency’s shortcoming could go smoothly.

He knows he’ll fight that all the way. For now, he decides to rest, to bask in their bubble of triumph with her and only her. 

[scotborn]

statesangria‌:

          TO SAY SHE’S HAPPY ISN’T ENOUGH.  what the newly           reinstated agent is feeling right now is much more than that;           she’s  relieved,  feels as if a ton of bricks was just lifted off           her shoulders.  when they’re finally alone after what feels like           ages apart,  she can’t help herself.  arms wrap around the           scot’s neck,  lips crashing against his in a passionate kiss.

                      “ i can’t believe that worked— ”  she breathes,  lips spread wide                        in an overjoyed grin.  and then,  for the first time in  weeks…  she                        LAUGHS.  tears in her eyes,  she presses her forehead against                        merlin’s,  a hand coming up to caress his cheek.  the words that                        follow come out in a whisper,  a secret only for him to hear.

                                    “ i love you,  y’know that? ”

@scotborn​  cont.  ♥

During their time on the run he’d felt a shift in their dynamic. Whether they were eating at some quaint, hole in the wall cafe or arming themselves in the middle of the night while clad in only their under garments and resolve.

They’d become more than a team and she’d stuck around for more than just friendship.

He returns her kiss, hands on her hips, his fingers splayed only to dig into her hips with some primal urge of dominance only she seemed to draw out. Her forehead on his, her words, they all culminate in his chest to rouse his normally stagnant heart as he hears himself, not thinking his words through for once. 

❝ ---I do. After all, I can relate.  ❞

He’d hold her gaze with a warm, determined one of his own. 

[scotborn]

He’d been reinstated. After months of running, of trying to reach out only to be burned by connections he thought would vouch for him, would help him prove his innocence.

She’d been the only one to stick by his side.

Her kisses are the final blow to the crumbling wall of steely resolve he’d shown his colleagues at his hearing just minutes before. He’d pull her close, wrap her in his arms and accept the make up stains along his clean shaven jaw and he shakes beneath her touch.

He returns all those kisses with a thin lipped one of his own. She’d breathed him back to existence. He’d always be thankful for that. 

[scotborn]

.about 

Merlin pretends Eggsy’s music choices are annoying and in bad taste but, secretly, some ( most ) of the music Eggsy exposes him to ends up on a secret, shameful playlist he’ll listen to when alone whether he’s working, driving, cooking, etc.