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

[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.

[light_of_willpower]

He absolutely didn't want to hurt her--ever aware of how much pressure was safe. Smiling, but still with that look in his eyes and leaning up to kiss her forehead. Reassuring, loving and caring, despite the heat and need that was beginning to burn.

"Only fair." Murmured, although he felt the loss of her legs around him as fingers hooked gently against her waistband, then sliding also against her underwear. Hooking them too, and stepping away enough to start moving the clothing down her legs. Ignoring his blush, focusing on her--on how she felt under his fingers. "You helped me, after all."

Her scent was stronger, warm and enticing and he kept his eyes on her. Even as Trunks knelt somewhat, to finish removing any clothing on her. Only then did he move his head, eyes closed and fingers soft against her ankles, her calves. Stroking against the muscle and turning his mouth to press kisses along her skin as fingers caressed softly.

[redmare]

When she felt even her underwear start to get pulled down, she swallows hard, admittedly starting to feel nervous. Being bare like this was..scary. However, she also trusted him, enough that she wasn't trying to stop him.

Instead, she just has a scowl on her face, her cheeks a deep shade of red as she watches him kneel before her. His fingers made her leg muscles twitch. "Y-yeah, but you still have something on. That's not exactly fair. " Another kiss, another twitch. Her legs were starting to feel tingly. She keeps them pressed together, raising them slightly in an unconscious attempt to cover herself.

[light_of_willpower]

A pause, mouth against her upper calf and fingers against her thighs. Breathing softly, and then another breath. A parting kiss, and for all he was flushed and nervous he knew she was too. They'd teased and flirted and touched before, but never this bare, never this far...

"You're right." Standing up once more, eyes still closed and moving to find her face. Soft, affectionate, cupping her jaw and cheeks and opening his eyes to meet hers. "Do...you want to help me, or did you want to start the shower?"

Because he was aware of her nerves, and of his own.

[redmare]

She had noticed that his eyes were closed, making her peer at him curiously till he moves closer to his face. Was he doing so so she wouldn't get embarrassed...? He'll open his eyes to find her blushing even more, her gaze averted. It always got to her how considerate he was of her.

At the question though, she finally looks back at to to look at him. "..I'll help." It was only fair. Taking of her clothes was probably nerve-racking for him. Chinatsu wasn't going to let him do everything. Pushing off the counter so she was standing in front of him now, she reaches for the waistband of his briefs, but keeps her gaze at his face. Chinatsu starts to push them down, at least low enough till they can drop to the ground with gravity alone. She does note some resistance while pulling them downwards.

[light_of_willpower]

He had been, and even with the blush he still found her beautiful. A shy smile on his face, ignoring his own blush and letting her touch and move. Stepping with her to give her some space as she hopped off the counter by the sink.

It was a relief, when he was as bare as she was, but he didn't let it show in his expression. Perhaps a bit in some of the tension along his shoulders, and maybe the softest of sighs. Twitching from the hint of cool-air, and half-hard already from their touching and teasing.

"Whatever you want, and only what you're comfortable with." Sincere, even as blue-eyes were darker and his voice was still lower. "But...I...want you." His blush covered by the flush over all. "Just you...as you are, Chinatsu." He meant it too.

[redmare]

How did he make that still sound so sweet? Her heart was starting to beat louder again, understanding what he meant by his words. She'd be lying if she said that thought hadn't crossed her mind at some point. The more they touched and got to know each other, the greedier she felt. He spoiled her and made her comfortable, always reminding Chinatsu of how he accepted her for how she was.

Reaching up, she cups his face this time, tip toeing to press a kiss against his lips. "I want you too..," she says softly, but clearly.

[light_of_willpower]

Fingers moving to brush through her hair, returning that kiss, smiling against her lips. Her fire was addicting, their squabbles actually pretty comfortable and fun. She never gave up, and it was something he adored about her. But he also loved when she did let this softer side out, these hints of vulnerability. Because it meant she trusted him, and it was a gift, and he knew it.

"We can take it whatever pace we want." And it was indeed a we. Spoken against her mouth, reaching one hand to twine his fingers with hers and holding her hand. Taking a breath, for courage or for patience or both maybe--and he stepped back. Still holding her hand, their fingers twined.

Flushed and red from nerves and desire, letting her look. Letting himself look, and still finding her beautiful. Feminine grace and agility and strength, her hair like a river of fire as it flowed over and around her.

[redmare]

The way his fingers brushed through her hair made her heart flutter. She squeezes back at his other hand, not letting go even when he pulled back. She was confused at first, a little disappointed that the kiss was cut short, but then she felt his eyes on her. Her eyes glance elsewhere until she finally allows herself to look back at him. His chest was a sight she's seen several times when they sparred. A body that showed his training with his muscles, his battles with his scars. Yet she still felt safe and comfortable against him.

Swallowing hard, she lets her eyes roam lower, her face only heating up more. It was a first for her--then again, she had quite a few firsts with him already. The notion that his reaction was due to what they've been doing was..almost fascinating. She catches herself, not wanting to stare too long, beginning the walk to the shower while tugging him along.

"It's getting cold." Is her excuse, except she felt anything but.

[light_of_willpower]

It was a different experience, being so bare in front of her. But also having her bare for once as well--she trained in form fitting clothing, and sometimes that meant very short shorts and a tank top. Nor had he admitted it, but the first time she'd worn those shorts--Trunks had been highly distracted by her legs.

Long, with toned muscle from her dancing and her training, that did nothing to detract from her grace. Lean muscle that was no less solid than his, but settled differently along her frame--and when her hair was loose she was fire. Fire that moved with a purpose and life and hypnotizing.

Seeing her in total however, even as shy as they both might be feeling--he still felt she was fire. Still lean and toned strength and grace along feminine curves. Part of him hoped the flush along her skin wasn't all nerves, but was also because of him.

Letting her tug him, the shy smile contrasting slightly with the look in his eyes. Studying her hair flowing with the sway of her hips, mesmerized. "Can't have that, can we?" Agreeing to the excuse, and sliding the stall door open while letting her step in first.

It wasn't a large shower, but it wasn't small considering it was essentially part of a gym. Enough space for a person to stretch out, and take care of any injuries in it as well, so 2 people was cozy, but not crowded. Bringing her hand up once more, breath against her knuckles, the shy smile remained. "I don't want you ever cold, while I'm around."

[redmare]

Chinatsu smiles as he kisses her knuckles, though that smile quickly turns into a smirk as she reaches behind her and starts the shower, stepping back so most of the water hits him.

"That cold enough for you?," she asks playfully.

[light_of_willpower]

"You're getting predictable." He counters, grinning in response to her smirk. Laughing a bit too, and placing her hand at his shoulder. It makes it easier to wrap an arm around her waist, and the other to move to adjust the water properly. "I expected that spray of water, Chinatsu."

Affectionate though, teasing and playful and very much full of their usual banter even in this new ground.