#insert blorbo here

[lover-lyre]

I’m not covered in blood for sexy reasons I am actually. In hell

[lockhartandlych]

I've been fantasizing about lying against a robot. Strong metal arms wrapped around me, my ear pressed against their chest, listening to the warm hum of their reactor and the chittering of their circuits. Feeling their joints creak as they turn to look at me with a possessive spark in their oculars. Touching their head to mine in the facsimile of a kiss as I fall into a slumber.

[quinloki]

How about the word

pulse

for the one word prompt?

Sincerely,

The 🌷

Beep.

Breathing in and out, sweat matted your hair to your face and neck. It clung to your skin, like fire as far as you were concerned, but cool from the soft breeze evaporating the sweat to a gummy sticky salt.

Beep Beep

The monitor chirped with your rising heart beat. The sticky tabs stayed secured to your body despite the sweat, despite the exertion, as they were designed to.

Beep Beep Beep.

You could feel your heart pounding, the loud sound of your blood rushing, heat rising up into your chest. They grab your hands and help steady you as you continue, chasing that high you so desperately want.

Beep Beep Beep Beep!

It had started a joke, a laugh, an idea, but here you were. With people watching, going at it like some based little animal, swept away in the pleasure of it. Dizzy with ecstasy, mad with need. You couldn't even hear the frenzied beep of the heart monitors anymore, but it didn't matter.

Grunts, moans, gasps of pleasure, you both managed to peak at the same time. You weren't sure if it was because you could see and hear one another's heartbeats or not, or maybe you both moved the pulse, letting your bodies guide you.

"147, and 153. What do you know, pretty much as expected." Someone muses, scribbling lightly on a board. You look down at the delicious partner beneath you.

"Okay, but what about successive orgasms?" You grin, rolling your hips and licking your lip.

Challenge me

[attractthecrows]

"seducing me with his love of teaching" NO. seducing me with encyclopedic knowledged and complete and total inability to communicate it. seducing me by being baffled and angry that i was not born with his brain

[0rb0t]

they are my little guys and only i understand them

[bean-town-banshees]

[sliding the tip in] so how’s the wife?

[knifemind]

Every other song on my phone is a part of SOME shipping playlist, so I am basically never sane.

[raivaryn]

"every1 wants an alpha chad sigma male w/ big d"

no we want a sopping wet kitten of a man. a pathetic kicked puppy with wet eyes and a broken heart. trembling with trauma and misery, suffering a desperate hunger for something he cannot speak. a sad, cringe mess of a human being whose trials have fully eroded his lingering hopes and dreams. a man who is just a creacher.