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

[my_belfry_of_fun]

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.

RULES

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Warnings

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

Comments

[redmare]

"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.

[light_of_willpower]

She could feel the hint of laughter that rumbled in his chest, the smile against her own mouth. Perfectly fine with her being as possessive as she wanted, and with his own 'weird' abilities. Much happier to ignore the question of towels then, in favor of continuing to kiss her, hold her...

Which meant it was an easy decision to head for the sink and shower area. Not that he had a problem holding her or carrying her either--but bracing her on the sink, half-sitting, freed up his own hands too. She wasn't the only one who wanted to touch, after all.

Starting at her hips, thumbs sliding gently along the waistband between her long dance-pants and her top. Just enjoying her; that she was there, with him, and so very very close. Fingers splayed, the tips dipping under her shirt to find skin against her back.

[redmare]

[ Chinatsu only smiled back, continuing to kiss him and deepening it as much as she could. She let out a pleased sound as his hands pressed into her skin, encouraging him to keep going. A hand sneaks back to turn on the faucet, not forgetting that they were there for a reason. As the water starts to run, she backs up just in time to press against it so it sprayed right at Trunks, a mischievous grin on her face. ]

[light_of_willpower]

Deepening it was more than alright; soft breaths shared, an occasional nip, or encouraging her tongue to dance with his own. That pleased sound was registered, fingers daring slightly higher as they teased along her waist and hips, under her shirt.

He hadn't forgotten either, even if she had him nicely distracted. The running water was his warning, head ducking enough to avoid being sprayed too badly as she aimed it at him. It did get a good portion of his hair though, and shoulder, and there's soft laughter in response to her teasing.

"Meanie. That's cold, y'know." Not that he sounded upset.

[redmare]

Her back straightened as his hands slid higher, shuddering at the feeling. She laughs back, feigning disappointment. "I think we'll warm up pretty soon." She reaches up to comb her fingers through wet hair, pushing it back against his scalp. She leans in to kiss him again, reaching back to cup up some more of the water and rub it against his arm where the blight was, though really, it was hard to tell if she was cleaning him up or exploring the muscle beneath her palm. ]

[light_of_willpower]

That shudder of hers was encouraging, and his laugh at her comment was felt more than heard as she kissed him again. Head tilting slightly, before he moved to start placing soft kisses against her cheek, along her jaw and neck. Breathing her in, fingers stroking along her spine and daring higher up along her ribs.

The holy water was helping the blight, and honestly? He didn't notice when the splotch was gone. Too busy enjoying the feel of her fingers on his skin. She was more than welcome to explore all she wanted; even without his being half-saiyan, he trained regularly and hard, and it showed in defined muscle that marked him a warrior.

"...how much do you care about these clothes?" Murmured against her throat, near her shoulder. Always respecting her wishes, her wants, but more than willing to keep going even as she was.

[redmare]

Chinatsu leaned away, giving him more access to her neck. She took that moment to check on the blight, which was long gone now. Her hand remained, however, continuing to caress up his arm, over his shoulder, then down his back, enjoying every inch of muscle beneath his skin.

"Hm..? Not much, I guess..?" They weren't expensive or anything, so she didn't mind if they got ruined in battle and such.

[light_of_willpower]

His smile was probably felt against her skin. The slightest shift, moving his hands and grasping the fabric. "I'll replace it." Assuring her, and then there was a sharp tug, and the faint sound of fabric tearing.

It wasn't hard to figure out what Trunks had done, from how the hint of air against her back, the noise, and the twitches and flex of muscle under her own touch. Still that heat between them, and one hand moved back to splay against her waist. Pulling her just that much closer into him, as the other started to unwind ruined fabric from her.

[redmare]

"Repla--" Before she could finish her question, she felts her clothes tug against her, and then...not at all. Her mouth opens in shock and disbelief as he just tugs her closer, but surprisingly enough she wasn't upset.

"And how exactly am I supposed to go back home?," she laughs, not really complaining while she leans into his body more. It felt nice and warm against him.

[light_of_willpower]

Unwinding the ruined shirt didn't take long, and the feel of more skin against skin was so very welcome. "Should I really worry about that now?" But Trunks liked her laugh, as much as he loved her smile.

Focusing more on pressing kisses against her shoulder and the edge of her collarbone. One hand still at her waist and hip, keeping their bodies close while his other moved and stroked along her arm. From her shoulder, down lithe and toned muscle under soft skin, thumb tracing small circles as he went.

[redmare]

This coming from the usually considerate Trunks. But Chinatsu didn't mind. He was fun when he got like this. Her body arched at his touch, pulling him closer by the waist using her legs. What were they supposed to be doing again?

"Lucky for you, I'm not." She chuckles, her fingers trailing down his back. "What happened to showering?"

[light_of_willpower]

Oh that was such a nice reaction, the way she arched and her legs tightened around his waist. Instinctive on his part to move with her, hold tightening slightly and hips gently pressing into her own. Mouth against her throat once more, breath hot against her skin and loving the scent of her.

"We took care of the blight." Murmured along the way up to her ear on the other side from where he'd previously paid attention. "We're also too dressed still."

One hand moving to her hip, splayed against skin and savoring it. Pulling her just that much closer against him too, her lithe curves to his hard muscle. His other hand continued down to her own, moving to gently squeeze and hold it, lacing their fingers together. Soft and adoring amidst the heat and want.

[redmare]

"We should fix that then..," she mutters back before turning her head to catch his lips again, tugging them between her kiss for a moment before getting lost in that kiss once more. Her fingers curls around his, not holding back the smile that forms as she feels the shared warmth. Her other hand slides up to comb through his hair, pulling him closer and angling his head to deepen the kiss.

[light_of_willpower]

They really should, but she was so distracting. Not that he minded, following her lead to deepen the kiss. Sharing breath, tasting each other, a low sigh of contentment as she combed through his hair. But with no lessening of the heat between them, and the want he was starting to feel. Hoped she was starting to feel too.

For more touching, more kisses... More skin against skin and soft sighs and low whines and moans. Guiding their joined hands, against his ribs and then along his back, down his waist, to his hip.

A less than subtle hint for more, as flesh met sturdy but tight fabric.


Then squeezing, before moving his hand to her own hair in turn. Both of them, gentle as he pulled her own hair tie out.

[redmare]

Chinatsu was used to receiving cues, taking enough of a hint as he left her hand by his waist. Her finger traces along the waistband of his pants before hooking into it, tugging it down as far as she can in that position. When her hands reach their limit, she'll use her feet to push the fabric down his legs, not minding feeling those thigh and calf muscles of his.

Her hair spills down to her lower back, a small groan escaping her lips as he combs through it. She liked it when he touched her hair. Oh, she was definitely feeling whatever he was feeling.

[light_of_willpower]

He adored her legs too, the way they brushed against his own and tightened around his hips. Leaning into her touch, stealing her breath and moving again down her throat. Very slightly nipping, then kisses and breath hot against her skin. Her hair between his fingers was heaven, weaving his fingers through it against her back before finding her skin once more. Slow touches, questioning slightly, against her ribs and up--teasing fabric along her sports bra.

Could...could he? Aware that his face was flushed, some of it a blush but the rest of it...
His nerves weren't being listened to, in favor of reading her own cues and giving his in turn. Listening to his emotions that wanted her, that cared about her and wanted her happy and safe and pleased.

[redmare]

Her breath hitches as he makes his way to her throat again, tilting her head back and shuddering as his fingers touched and teased. They hadn't gone this far before, but this time, Chinatsu felt they actually could. At least, until Trunks suddenly stops.

Did something happen? Was it something she did. She pulls back to check with him, catching sight of how red he was, and realizing what was probably going through his head.

"...I'd prefer you take it off normally, rather than rip it," she tries to say jokingly, hopefully enough to make it less awkward. But that was as much permission as he was going to get. Chinatsu wasn't about to admit to wanting him to get her clothes off.

[light_of_willpower]

Jokingly or not, there's a moment of normal blush--before he relaxes, with a slightly shy smile. "Sorry...I...think I was caught up earlier?" Just a little, but he understood her message easily.

It was enough, and what he had wanted--leaning forward to kiss her sweetly, softly but full of that restrained want, as his fingers slid under fabric against her ribs. Hands careful, gentle, moving with her to guide the fabric up and letting that break their kiss.

A heartbeat, blue-eyes meeting her own and darker, studying her, regarding her with a soft intensity. Then moving to her throat once more, fingers against her bare back now and lips against her skin. "...good thing I'm patient." Voice lowering and with a faint groan as his one hand moved against her ribs, then carefully over the soft flesh of her breast. A shiver of pleasure down his spine, and low groan of his own in reaction.

She was all lithe and toned curves. A balance of strength and grace and agility.

[redmare]

Her arms raise to help him in removing the bra, her hair falling back over her body. At least it offered some cover, but she still felt exposed. More than she was used to being. When he looks at her, it's like she forgot how to breath, her heartbeat getting louder the closer he got. Only when he touched her again did she gasp for air, her fingers curling over his chest. His groans echoed in her ear, making her legs tighter even more around him.

[light_of_willpower]

She was beautiful, and it was clear in his gaze along with heat. Want, desire, affection, trust, and that hint of shyness too. He was tense, but so aware of her; of her curves and breathing and heart beat, the faint dampness to her skin that did nothing to keep it from being soft to his touch.

A bit nervous, careful, as he touched. But letting her tell him, hundreds of subtle cues that he was following and learning. His other hand moved down, curving against her leg and daring higher up on her thigh. Thumb brushing circles into the muscle beneath the fabric, along to her hip, then lower. Pulling her more into his body, into his hips and against him with another soft groan in his throat.

"...beautiful." Murmured against her skin, mouth at her collarbone against her shoulder. Breathing her in, tasting her, and focusing on that than on how nervous he felt. He wanted to please her, to make her shiver and feel the heat he was feeling in turn.

[redmare]

Her body tenses, but not in the way that signaled she was scared. Nervous, maybe, but it was more of a reaction to the jolts of electricity going through her body as his fingers pressed into her skin. His solid build crashing into hers makes her gasp, her toes curling behind him . They've only gotten handsy in training, and even then he was too polite to ever touch her in certain places.

The compliment had her face flaring even more, a combination of his tone and just the way he said it that made her shiver. Her body felt strange, like something was prickling beneath her skin. Her blood felt hot, slightly different from when they sparred. Even her pants were starting to feel uncomfortable. "Tsk..d-don't say..such embarrassing things..." Her nails scratch against his skin, over his shinki name and abdomen, not so much in anger, but it was a bit in retaliation.

[light_of_willpower]

Whenever it had happened in training, he got nervous, and awkward, and then she got embarrassed, and both seemed scared to cross a line. Maybe it took the adrenaline rush of the battle-aftermath...

Right then it didn't matter.

The scratching was ticklish, but not the same as when she'd done so before. Enough to make him twitch, for her to feel the shift and flex and twist of muscle under skin as he curled around her and against her. Keeping her close against his body, her lithe curves to his solid frame. His touch was more sure, but still soft as he learned the curve of her breast, weight and feel of it, thumb brushing the center as he paid attention to her cues.

"...sorry." He didn't sound sorry at all, especially not with the harder press of his lips, almost nipping as she felt the faintest brush of teeth, against her shoulder. "You...are beautiful though." Lower-voiced, meaning every word.

[redmare]

Her own body twitched at his actions, legs squeezing his hips. Without their shirts she could feel more of him, the subtle flex of his muscles, how warm his skin was. Hell, he even made her feel things she hadn't felt before with her own body.

She doesn't retort this time, instead, turning her head to nip at his ear after pushing some of his hair out fo the way.

[light_of_willpower]

It was a low rumble in his chest, another shiver down his spine and tightening of his fingers against her lower hip and rear. An Obvious reaction with her own skin warm and soft yet strong, as she arched against him. Loving the feel of her fingers against his skin and wanting more, whether they be soft touches or stronger--it meant she was enjoying which is what he wanted. Her legs felt so good locked around his hips...

"Chinatsu..." Lower voiced with his mouth against her clavicle. She smelled like spiced cream, warm and enticing.

Trunks didn't want to--he very much didn't want to--but he paused. A soft kiss against her skin and a sigh before raising his head up to meet hers. Still flushed, eyes darker and expression serious.

"If you don't want me tearing any more clothing, they need to go." A soft warning. Could she feel him, where they touched so intimately but for the barrier of her pants and their underwear? Swollen and hard and hot, as his hand splayed along her lower cheek and pressed her close even as her legs around his hips did the same.

[redmare]

The pressure of his fingers didn't hurt, but something about the way he squeezed just had her arching into him even more, as if craving more of his touch. The way his voice got lower and the need in his eyes made her shudder in anticipation. She didn't mind this side of Trunks.

"Better help me then." She answers back, moving his hands to hook them on the waistband of her pants and starting to push them down. She'll lean back on the counter, making it easier to slide her pants.