my_belfry_of_fun | Down and Dirty Meme. (Rated X--and Not Safe For Work)

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Down and Dirty Meme. (Rated X--and Not Safe For Work)

Sometimes, you need things. Food and water are the most obvious culprits, though there are necessities that aren't as obvious, like human contact - despite how much some of us grouse against it - or affirmation. Sex, however, isn't usually considered one of those necessities. Sometimes it sure as heck feels like it, though. While it may be the person themselves, your feelings toward them, your desire for the act of alone, or any number of factors, you want sex badly, and the result is desperate, blind sex.

"Desperate" here doesn't mean all the negative connotations that just anyone will do. Instead, it means you really, really want to be with the person your with, possibly more than anything else at that moment. It's not necessarily rough sex, though it can be. What it is - well, that's passionate, hungry, lustful, sweaty, needy, just...desperate. Hands in their hair, teeth against teeth desperate. There's no better word for it, really. You're letting go with them and fulfilling the hunger inside.

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The owner of this musebox won't do this meme with any non-human muses. Any under-age muses will be aged-up.

1 extreme love — Your desire for them comes from your love or affection for them. Your actions are just emotions turned to actions.
2 limited time — You have to be intense and short, because you're in a jam for time.
3a new feeling of lust — You're not the type to be interested in sex. There's a first time for everything, though.
4 life-affirming — We almost died! Let's reconnect to what's real and get over the shock.
5 finally found that person — You've never been gung-ho about sleeping with anyone until you met them.
6 finally found your match — Nobody could match your strength or passion before. You've found someone who can.
7 waited so long — For some reason, you couldn't be with this person for quite a while, though you were waiting for them. Now is your chance.
8 let it go — Conceal, don't feel. That's been your motto. But at this moment, you're losing yourself with someone else, your personality or your powers be damned.
9 saw you with someone else (or) territorial — You're jealous and you have to get that interloper off your mind. What better way than to make sure what's yours is yours?
10 public — You can't wait until you make it to somewhere private.
11 taken — Both of you are with other people, and this is one of the few times you can be together.
12 moment of weakness — You've let the mask slip. You've lost your cool. You've shown them how much you want them.
13 emotional — Sex can be raw. Sex can lay bare things you never thought you'd show.
14 aphrodisiac — The sex pollen/chemicals created by the shadow government/spanish fly made you do it! Or at least your body felt like you had to.
15 insulted — You've been teased to your limit, whether they did it knowingly or not. It feels like they're questioning your masculinity/femininity and view you as a non-entity. Time to prove them wrong.
16 feelings revealed — You've just learned what you mean to each other, and that makes you want to be with them even more.
17 first time in a long time — You thought they'd never be back! You better make up for lost time.
18 last time in a long time — They're going, and who knows when they'll be back? You better have one last hurrah and hope it lasts you.
19 trying a fetish — One of you has always had a fetish or a kink, and the other is agreeing to indulge it. No wonder somebody's getting excited.
20 WILDCARD

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Well, she didn't see that coming.

All Chinatsu could do was let out what sounded like a squeak as he pinned her against the wall, hands above her head. "....Who's the cheater now?," she pouts, though really it's more of her being embarrassed. What was new? It wasn't because he managed to flip things so easily, but more of how he did it. She felt more of him now as he pressed against her, and how she had to actually rely on his hold with how vulnerable and unstable her position was as she was on her toes. She was also pretty sure this was the opposite of relaxing, because she could feel her heart pounding like crazy.

He could certainly feel more of her; lithe--long limbed and toned and still her body was softer than his as he leaned closer. His own heart was racing, and she could probably feel the tension in him, albeit different than before. It certainly wasn't unpleasant hopefully.

The smirk left, expression turning serious. "...you can always tell me no. Or to stop." Making that clear to her, making sure she was fully aware he would respect her, always.

"I-I know that!" Not that she ever thought that Trunks would force her into anything. "Just...d-don't expect me to say something weird like..keep going..or something..!" Because that's totally..not what...she's hinting at. She likes assertive guys, especially respectful ones.

Was that his heart? She was so sure it was hers, but it was nice to know it wasn't just her who felt this way. She squirmed a little, feeling his firm build against hers, swallowing a little.

A cross between a grin, and a smirk, came to him. Along with a hint of laugh, before Trunks leaned in and kissed her. Just in appreciation, and enough to be felt, before leaning his forehead against hers. "I know better with you. You're more likely to just take charge, than to give instructions."

Which he didn't mind--their squabbling was part of who they were, and how they interacted. Moving back to her neck now, brushing his nose against her skin and soft kisses too, back to her ear. "Besides, I'm saying 'keep going'..." Whispered again, and then the lobe was given a teasing nip. While his hands let her own go, and he shook the gloves from them before they resettled against her hips.

She kisses him right back, though he can probably still feel the pout. He hands rest on his shoulders, no longer attempting to tickle him again. Her fingers press against him, gasping into the kiss when he suddenly nips her again. Then there's what he said, which just made her tense up even more against him. That was so unfair.

"..You're gonna have to give me some room to work with then..." She can't really undress him like this, after all.

"I...was thinking we might move." Even though part of him really didn't want to. Not when he was hyper-aware of her. Of her legs against his own, bodies close with her lithe curves against him, and her warmth... Of her scent, under sweat and dirt from battle--spices, warm spices with a hint of sharpness, all rolled in cream. That's what it reminded him of.

Compromising with himself, letting his hands move from her hips up slightly. Fingers splayed, against her back and ribs, just against the side of them as one last soft peck is placed by her ear. Head down slightly, blush on his face, matching challenge and fire and interest in blue eyes though. "We're...um...still pretty public."

Damnit, he didn't want to let her go.

.....Holy crap they were in public

"I--I was totally going to say that! I mean, obviously..!" Nope, she didn't forget or anything. Was she so distracted by everything that she didn't care that they were still outside?

"L-Let's go already!"

They were about as public as Caireen's grounds were, but fortunately there usually weren't many people around. Eyes closing, Trunks took a second to stretch out his senses, trying to read any energy signatures nearby. Just Chinatsu, right there with him...and a bit further off was Mai.

Well, that took the edge off of some of the embarrassment. Not a lot, but some. "Hold on then." Turning his head against hers to speak, before tightening his hold. The faintest of pressure around them, tingling against her skin, and he breathed. Focused--head turning, and then they moved.

Fast.

Stupidly fast.

As fast as she'd seen him in battle. From over near the temple to over by the small gym. Almost teleporting.

As annoying as his speed was during training, at least it came in handy here. Her embarrassment was sort of killing the mood though. Her hold around his neck loosened slightly, but she kept them there still.

"I..wasn't hinting..that we...you know...out there..." She felt she had to say. Just in case.

Once more turning his head against hers, cheek to cheek, and letting his hold loosen only slightly. "I know. I never thought you would or were." Soft and sincere, full of calm to balance her volatile. "You don't strike me as someone who'd share."

Okay, and maybe teasing her slightly despite the hint of red still on his face. Nuzzling her brow, and another kiss to her forehead, before he's reluctantly moving to let her go so they can walk inside.

Both of them had trained here enough she was well aware of where the shower was, and the sink that had a holy-water tap. Not that she'd ever stayed long after training or sparring, longer than needed anyways to get on her feet and be ready to go. But she knew there was a small room that he'd occasionally used to stay in, when he wasn't headed back to the temple.

The gesture helped her calm down, and once they were inside, she was tugging him back to her so she could lean up and kiss him. A little possessively as well. "Damn right, I don't," Chinatsu mutters against his lips with a small smirk.

Oh that little hint of possession and her words made heat lick up his spine. Pleasantly so, as Trunks let himself be tugged, arm sliding around her waist again as they kissed. Maybe a hint of his own possession too, from the way his fingers splayed along her hip. "Good, I don't either. Not in this."

An answering smirk of his own, words spoken in between kisses.

She liked when his hands were on her waist. Well, she liked his hands on her, period. Her fingers find their way into his hair, loosening his ponytail till the hair tie dropped on the floor. The strands of his hair were slightly damp, but still smooth between her fingers. Her other hand went back to working on his top, undoing the front all the way to the bottom until she could push the shirt off his shoulders, never parting from his lips as she did so.

Definitely no objections to her hands on him, shrugging to help her move the clingy shirt and moving his arms as well. Then back to her waist, fingers splayed, and she'd feel the grin against her mouth. A second before there Trunks nipped her bottom lip, gently.

And hauled her off her feet once more up against him. Blue eyes opening to slits, and noticing they were near the mirrored wall. Which--seeing her held against him, lithe limbs and toned body, it brought both a faint embarrassed heat and another kind.

Still slightly too public, at least for him.

Once he pulled her off the ground her legs wrapped around his waist, chuckling against his lips at the change in position. It was playful, but also pretty hot. The nip to her lip had her legs tightening around him, and earned him a nip right back. As her fingers slid down his arms, she felt a slight sting, causing her to pull back.

"Wha..." And that's when she saw the familiar black splotches on his skin. Concern spread on her face quickly. "You..did you know you got blighted?"

Oh, that was much better, and definitely hot. Smile meeting her laughter, and his grip tightening just slightly at her own response. It's when she pulls back though, that he blinks his eyes fully open, taking a moment to register what she said. "Oh..." Faintly looking down enough where he could see the splotches. "...yeah, but I'm used to also pushing past the pain and sting."

But, he is going to keep holding her and start walking towards the shower and rest area.

"...You know we have to deal with that first, right?" Even if he was good at dealing with pain, this didn't exactly help the mood. Chinatsu wasn't alright with knowing he was hurt. She makes no complaint about how he just carries her over to the next area though.

Leaning in once more, Trunks pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Thanking, understanding, reassuring her. "I know. It's part of why the sink back here has a holy-water tap as well."

Unfortunately, it did mean he needed to let her down. To get towels, and a wash cloth. Which...he really didn't want to; felt in his grip, and seen in the faint frown as he leaned his forehead against hers. He liked holding her close, and having her legs around his waist.

He might as well have broadcasted his thoughts, because she could practically hear them with the way he held onto her. "I'll clean them for you," she chuckles, leaning in to kiss him again.It was just his arms, anyway. It would be easy enough for her to wash and wipe them down.

Oh he was broadcasting a lot, especially when she kissed him again. Gratitude and appreciation and just simple happiness she was there, with him. That she cared, and was herself whom he cared very much for in return. Also a deeper heat and tension, that had prompted hints of boldness that were being well-received.

"I..am going to have to put you down long enough to get towels." Spoken against her lips, and definitely with a pout. "...don't wanna." YEP--verbally pouting too.

"Good thing you have your super speed then," she counters. It was cute when he got pouty, her amusement obvious in the way she smiled.

She was so adorable when she smiled. Meaning Trunks is giving in and kissing her again. Clear reluctance still to let her go. Even if he effectively had super-powers...

The sigh is felt, as is the little huff, when he does pull himself back. Forehead against her own, but at least it's a small sign of progress. "Usually you hate it when I move that fast..." Teasing her slightly, as she also hadn't objected to it a few minutes ago.

Letting the fingers of one hand softly, carefully, move to stroke along her lower thigh. Almost questioning--was this okay? was this touch allowed? Even as it was also his way of silently encouraging her to unwrap herself just for now. Long enough to get towels.

"Are you really going to argue about that now?" She shakes her head, though the way he slides his hand against her leg makes it harder for her to want to let go.

"........Do you really need towels now?" This is your fault, Trunks.

Nope, totally her fault--she started it all. Her fire, her care, that he'd been thinking of checking on her just like she had come to do on him. Head ducking a bit, there's a pout again. "I..mean...I...Could just dry us with my ki..."

If she's having trouble moving her leg, he won't object. Gives him more time to enjoy soft skin over lean muscle. Long, shapely, she was a marvel when she danced and even though he was nowhere near her grace, he loved doing so with her or watching her. Even more so than he enjoyed training and sparring with her. (Although her kicks were impressive too.)

"Then who cares about towels," she mutters before kissing him again, cupping his face with both of her hands to pull him closer. For once, she had no problems with his ridiculous abilities. At least they meant she could keep touching him like this.

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