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pyroknight) wrote2017-11-27 09:41 am
pyroknight) wrote2017-11-27 09:41 am
Dancing Meme
Did you ask your partner or did they ask you? Have you got two left fee or is the Viennese Waltz your jam? Maybe it’s awkward or it could be romantic or both? Either way it’s cute as hell and a time you won’t soon forget.
1. Post your character and the character you want to interact with in the subject line.
2. Use RNG and enter 1-9 to pick a scenario.
3. Try not to step on each others feet!
4. Rinse & Repeat
scenario
1. Club House. You're in your secret place: near a stream in the woods, your club house, the secret garden, an abandoned building. The place where you two always met or the place that you just decided to meet or maybe you guys just came across each other? It's time to throw caution to the wind and dance.
2. Glamorous Gala. Beautiful party with bright lights and dazzling ball gowns. Maybe you were invited or you snuck in, perhaps it’s a masquerade and you're able to parade around as someone else. You’re here, might as well enjoy yourself. You can dance in the grand ballroom or maybe out on the patio or into the garden were you are alone and uninterrupted.
3. Beneath the Moon. It's night, perhaps just after a fancy dinner or as you find yourself on a stroll through the park. What better way to complete the night than with a slow dance? Maybe you want to bathe in the moons light and you begin dancing without a care in the world. Everyone’s asleep, no one will see you.
4. Home. Who needs a fancy place to dance? Just push the coffee table out of the way and play the music. It could be fast or slow or just learning how and wanting to stay out of sight. It doesn’t matter what’s around you.
5. Inappropriately. You’re at the grocery store, the library and you hear a song you just want to dance to. Surly someone will join you or maybe you’ll get funny looks until you pull them to dance will you. You only live once, might as well enough it?
6. Club. It's hard to hear and you might have been drinking or maybe you just arrived and you got stuck in the middle of the dance floor? If you can’t talk you might as well dance.
7. Silence. Who needs music to dance? The Rhythm is all in your head or perhaps you and your partner are softly humming a tune to step too? It’s a secret, shared between you and them. With your hands held lightly together.
8. Once upon a Dream. Caught singing and dancing in the woods and you just decided to go with it? Disney would be proud. It can happen anywhere and just maybe you are in a dream together and you’re dancing with only clouds to hold you up.
9. In the Rain/Snow. There is no reason to stop because of weather. You can keep dancing and having fun. Everyone else runs for cover but its moments like these when you really live.
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His lips were warm and soft. It made her want to feel them running across every inch of her skin. As he pulled away and her eyes opened, a soft but noticeable blush began to spread across her cheeks. She'd never had these kinds of thoughts before but it seemed as if Kitt had opened a door that led to a new realm of imaginations.
She followed after him, her fingers curling around his in what she hoped was a comforting gesture. "Kitt." She spoke his name softly. "You aren't going to hurt me." It might hurt a little but Ruri was confident that she was ready for it.
She stepped forward when he paused at the bedroom door way and gently brushed her lips across his. It was light, teasing and just long enough to inhale the intoxicating aroma of his breath. He really did have an amazing affect on her and she wanted to experience every sensation; every step of the way.
"I'm sure. Please don't stop." She spoke against his lips before closing the sliver of distance between them. Her lips met his in a slow hard kiss.
Her hand slipped from his, gliding up his chest and then looping around his neck as she held herself flush against him. She knew that they were close to the bed but she didn't want to stop now. Ruri was fire and fire was passion.
Kitt had ignited that flame.
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If only his heart would calm down.
If only the remnants of doubt would fall away.
"I hope I won't." His voice was equally soft as he reached up to gently stroke away some of her hair from her face, his hand then cupping her cheek. The light kiss that she brushed across his lips made him sigh as fire raced through his nerves, every sense heightened by her closeness.
His voice was a whisper, hoarse with anticipation and growing need.
"Until now, I've always known exactly where I was going, everything I needed to do to get where I needed to be. But now, I feel so lost. I have no idea what I'm doing, or where I'm going. I've never felt this way before." He stopped, his fingertips tracing the contour of her cheekbone. "I like this feeling." It was terrifying, yes, but also exhilarating, freeing.
And then she was speaking again, and kissing him, and this time the kiss was slow, and deliberate, and full of promises made long ago. He responded in kind, his hands now free to drop to her back, to pull her closer to him, to feel the heat that rose between them. The bed was right there, waiting for them. Slowly, with trembling fingers, he reached for the hem of her shirt, breaking off the kiss to look for the permission in her eyes before he tugged at it, wanting nothing more than to rip it away and discard it, offended that it was in his way, a barrier between them. He needed it gone, he needed to taste the skin beneath the garment, to lick and suck and claim. She'd lit a fire within him as well, and only she could quench the flame.
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Her arms lifted over head, giving him a silent affirmation that this was what she wanted. The cold air of the room bit against her skin but Ruri could barely feel it. All she could feel was the heat of Kitt's gaze as it brushed across her exposed flesh.
Ruri's bra wasn't anything fancy. It was black and simple, holding everything perfectly in place.
Her fingers gently hooked into the waistband of his pants as she stepped backwards towards her bed. She didn't have to look to know where their destination was nor did she want the space between them to grow. Even across the few yards to the bed, she wanted to feel the warmth of his skin against hers.
When she felt the bed against her the back of her calf she paused, released the waistband of his pants and rose her fingers to the hem of Kitt's shirt. Her hand trembled as desire, affection and anticipation coursed through her limbs. Ruri wanted this but she knew that they should take it slow, to savor every new step that they took together.
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His pulse quickened with a sharp intake of breath at the sight of her standing before him in her bra, his gaze dropping to her chest as his eyes widened. He'd seen her body before, in the bikini she'd worn at the beach, and he'd been just as transfixed then, but this was different. A bikini was meant to be seen, to be shown off, a garment that displayed a woman's assets while also keeping them hidden away from casual onlookers. But this - a bra was an intimate undergarment, and allowing him to see it meant that they were more than casual. He was suddenly very aware of every nerve in his body, every beat of his heart. It astonished him, how quickly this body had felt the stirrings of sexual urges, after he'd spent so many years as an outside observer to the human condition. But this human body was no unfeeling automaton; it was soft and messy and raging and passionate and hormone-fueled, his reactions at times uncontrollable, his thoughts unorganized and chaotic. It was everything he'd never been, and even more besides. He was afraid to embrace it, and yet he couldn't deny the irresistible pull as it beckoned him to be more than what he was. And what he was in this moment was painfully, wickedly, wonderfully aroused.
He followed her lead gladly, walking her backwards towards the bed, his eyes on hers, a tiny smile tugging at his lips as she mimicked his actions with his shirt, as her fingers hooked into his sweat pants. At the bed, he pulled off his shirt, barely breaking eye contact as he reached for her, his hands closing around her waist, skin-on-skin and glorious. Kissing her again was as easy as before, but this time, his hands moved to her bra, fumbling with the clasps, eager to see and feel more of her against him. Yes, yes, they should take this slowly, every moment committed to memory. When he had her bra unhooked, he took a half-step back to smile nervously at her as he gently slid the straps off of her shoulders, his fingers trembling. "You are magnificent, Ruri." He had to swallow, to take a breath and bite his lower lip before he could drink in the sight before him, afraid of losing control too soon.
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She closed her eyes and inhaled, steadying her nerves. "Before we keep going. I want you to know that I want this. With you. Here. You're the only one." They'd talked enough that Kitt already knew all this but Ruri wants him to hear her say it again. To assure him that this was what she wanted. Every second of this.
Ruri had to steady her fingers as Kitt's shirt was discarded to her bedroom floor. She wanted to touch him, to feel her lips brush across his skin, to breath him in. Ruri had seen Kitt without a shirt before but she had looked away. She wasn't going to look away now. She stepped towards him, her palms gently resting on his pectorals as he pulled her into a warm kiss. Ruri shivered as flesh met flesh and heat danced across her skin. It was absolutely amazing.
She felt the tight pinch of her bra and then the material relaxed. Ruri held her breath as she slipped the thin straps of her bra over her shoulders. The cold prickled at her skin while her pulse quickened beneath the heat of his stare. She wanted to touch him, to feel his palm, lips or chest against her breast but she waited. Dark brown eyes looked up at Kitt as he spoke, her breath catching in her throat. "Am I?" Her voice was breathless and light as she stepped towards Kitt, placing her hand back on his chest.
"It's all for you." She kissed the curve of his neck while the peak of her breasts brushed against Kitt's chest.
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"You're the only one too. For so long now." He finally released her from the hug, the air now chilly on his bare skin, gasping softly when her palms made contact, forgetting everything when he kissed her.
And now, he was still staring, made uncomfortably aware of that fact when she spoke again. Her hand on his chest once more, he closed his eyes and licked his lips before answering. "You are. More than I was capable of imagining." He shivered as her lips met his neck, as her bare breasts pressed into his chest. "Everything I am." All for her, for as long as she would have him.
He slid one arm around her waist, caressing her back, working his way down. He was busily kissing her temple, finding his way back around to her lips, murmuring words of love, finding them so easy now - why had they been so hard to admit to before? Their relationship had started so inauspiciously, so coincidentally, who could have imagined it would lead them to this moment, here, right now? His free hand had been busy too, coming between them, cupping her breast with the tentative exploration of inexperience. It wouldn't be perfect, not this first time, but they would learn. His hand on her back had reached her ass, running over it, feeling the firm contours as he gave into his desire to squeeze it, just a little, just to see what she would do. He was terrified, exhilarated, and feeling just a tiny bit playful. Still kissing her, deepening it, his tongue twisting with hers, he brushed his thumb across her nipple, stroking it, feeling it harden against him. That too, was now squeezable, so he did, a tiny pinch. At the same time, he trailed his other hand up to her back again, but this time, he slid his fingers beneath the waistband of her pants, hoping for more bare skin. He had, in his time, and in order to better understand his driver, read numerous books on the subject of love and sex and even several how-to books on the subject, never once dreaming that he'd actually be able to put some of that abstract knowledge he'd gained into practice.
He only hoped he did it right, and didn't disappoint.
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"Kitt." She exhaled his name seconds before their lips met again.
She felt the heat of his chest against her as she pulled herself close to him, her pulse quickening with each lingering touch of skin pressing intimately against skin. "Ah-" Ruri exhaled as his lips brushed against her temple and then lowered back to capture her mouth in a heated kiss. She didn't think she could love kissing someone this much. Her tongue tangled with his as little gasps and moans pulled from her throat. She wanted to breath him in, taste every bit of him.
Her breast ached to be touched, her nipple hardening beneath his thumb while heat pulsed through her torso. The experience was dizzying and only made more intense as his other hand slipped beneath her waistband. Ruri's hands slipped between them but instead of pulling off his pants, she began to fiddle with the button of her own. Her fingers were trembling as she unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, kicking them to the floor before pulling at Kitt's sweat pants.
She broke their kiss and looked up at Kitt, panting softly against his lips. "Let's move to the bed?"
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For a long moment he paused there, simply gazing down on her, her firm breasts, tight stomach, long legs, supple skin. He caught her eyes, watching her as he shifted, trying not to think about the fact that he'd never done this before, instead attempting to put into practice what he'd previously only read about.
Leaning over her, his kisses began slowly, softly, starting at her lips, nibbling his way down to her chin. He took it in his teeth, followed by a lick to soothe any pain he may have caused. Then it on to her jawline, alternating feather-soft kisses with teasing swipes of his tongue. His free hand had settled on one of her breasts again, stroking and playing with her nipple. His tongue had reached the tender skin behind her ear, and his hand moved to her stomach, tracing lazy patterns there as he took the shell of her ear between his teeth, as he had done with her chin. A soft chuckle escaped him, breathy in her ear. His hand had moved still further down, his fingertips tapping at the waistband of her panties, but then he pulled back to smile awkwardly, and perhaps a bit mischievously, down at her.
He shifted again, his teeth catching her chin for a brief moment but this time, instead of going up, he began working his way down, sucking along the underside of her chin, placing a gentle kiss into the hollow of her neck, whispering once more his love for her.
He had to slide his body further down along the bed as his tongue continued its explorations, finally reaching the swell of her breast. His pulse was pounding in his temples, his arousal nearly uncontrollable, but he forced it back down, swallowing his own desires in order to focus on her, to take her nipple into his mouth and worry it with his tongue.
He fervently hoped that she had forgotten his stupidity of before.
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"Yeah." She exhaled the word while an affectionate smile played across the delicate curve of her lips. "You can try anything you want." Ruri didn't know what he wanted to do but she was willing to try anything at least once. Slowly, they'd learn and they'd learn together.
She shifted and laid down, her eyes following Kitt as he slipped along her side. She watched his expression as his eyes slowly brushed over her frame, warming her skin as if his stare could somehow touch her. Her breaths became heavier and her mouth dry as she imagined what Kitt might be thinking when he looked at her.
Ruri returned his kiss, slow and careful before his lips dropped to her chin. She felt the wet heat of his breath against her skin and then the soft scrape of his teeth. It didn't hurt but the contrast was unexpected, sending pleasant shivers down her spine. Her breasts began to ache as his palm played and teased her nipple, her body making it apparent that it wanted more of his touch. It felt like she was on fire but burning from within.
As his tongue touched behind her ear a low moan escaped from her lips. "Kitt." She spoke his name as if it was a lewd or improper secret that could only be shared between them. "That feels good." She didn't want him to stop or, at the very least, she wanted him to know that whatever he was doing, she liked it. Neither of them had practice and Ruri wanted to assure him every step of the way.
Ruri's breathing became heavier and more unsteady as his affections traveled down her throat, over her clavicle and up the swell of her breast. "Ah-" The note plucked from Ruri's lips as his lips circled the peak of her breast. "Kitt." She spoke his name but nothing else as her head pressed back against the bed. Her nails gently scraped along his shoulders, up the back of his neck and then through the silky strands of dark hair.
She wasn't thinking of anything except for how amazing Kitt made her feel. Like a breath of air, Ruri wanted him to fill her and surround her. "Your mouth feels-" Her voice shuttered as a gasp rose to her lips. "-good."
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No, stop. He pulled away to settle his breathing, his lips hovering over her stomach as her nails scraped against his skin, leaving burning trails of desire in their wake. He needed her to be ready for him before he would allow himself his own pleasure, though the need for release was becoming nearly unbearable.
Measured breaths, calming breaths, blown against her skin as he edged further downward, his fingers toying once more with the fabric of her panties. He shifted again, rising up on his palms so that he could gently nudge her legs apart, making sure to catch her eyes for silent permission. Everything he tried, he wanted to be sure that Ruri would approve. He was programmed never to harm a human, and he wouldn't start here, with her. With a sigh and a hint of a smile, he positioned himself between her legs, with his hands flat on the bed on either side of her, his head tilted to one side as the smile turned mischievous. Leaning in, he caught her lips again in a brief kiss, then he sat back, angling to press his tongue to the space between her breasts, trailing it down to her belly button.
He looked up at her again, his hair falling into his eyes. His grin turned wolfish, predatory. He could smell her now, this close, the scent of her arousal. He'd never quite understood before why humans were so preoccupied with sex, but in that instant it had become crystal clear to him. It was a primal instinct, a biological need. The scent was heady and intoxicating, inviting his desires. Farther down still, scooting himself backwards, he didn't look up this time as his teeth caught the waistline of her panties, tugging at them, a small growl escaping him. He hooked his fingers into the elastic, but before he pulled them down and off, he touched his tongue to the wetness between her legs, through the fabric. Once, again, again. He could taste her now, and he wanted more. Sitting up again, he pulled her panties off of her hips, sliding them down her legs, over her feet, until they were gone, out of his way. With one more glance at her, still assuring her approval, he laid down on his belly between her legs, holding himself up with his arms, taking a long, mesmerized look at the breathtaking sight before him, laid bare for him. With another sigh of contentment, he parted her, his breath warm as his tongue sought out and found the heat between her legs.
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Her teeth gently dug into her lower lip, sending thin tendrils of pain through her body. The pain mingled with her desire but it only seemed to heightened the warmth of Kitt's touch. She released the pressure on her lower lip, her mouth parting as a low moan plucked from her throat.
Ruri looked down as he gently nudged her legs apart. Her chest rose as she inhaled and shifted, nodding her head in silent permission. She didn't trust herself to speak with his fingers teasing at the edge of her panties. Ruri wanted him to take them off, for him to explore the wet heat that had begun to gather between her thighs. She had never felt like this before but her body told her what it wanted.
Every one of Kitt's touches sent her mind reeling and her head spinning. She almost didn't notice when he returned for another kiss. "Kitt." She whispered his name as he ran his tongue down her chest. Fire trailed across her skin and then chilled as the air pressed against his path. It was a simple touch but amazing. Heat blossomed in her chest as her fingernails continued to scrape against Kitt's skin, only dropping away when he pulled out of reach.
It was impossible to look away as his teeth tugged at the elastic of her underwear. He looked so perfect, nestled between her thighs. Her hips rose gently, pulsing towards the pressure of his tongue as soft moans and gasps fell from her lips. Heat twisted and gathered in her lower abdomen before it began to spread through her frame. "Ah-" Her head pressed back against the mattress and her eyes closed as her desires threatened to overwhelm her senses. She looked down at him when he paused, panting softly while a bright red flush had spread across her cheeks. At his silent question she found her voice and answered. "Yes." Her thighs shifted together as he pulled her underwear down the lovely curve of her legs. Once the fabric was tossed to the side she gave him room to return to his previous position between her thighs.
Ruri felt a nervous flutter in her chest as Kitt stared at her, uncertainty suddenly peaking through the lust that he had encouraged.
All of her worries flitted away as Kitt's tongue dragged along the slick folds of her sex. "K-Kitt." She gasped his name as her fingers sank into the mattress, gathering the sheets within her palms. The heat in her abdomen turned to fire, dancing and twisting through her body with overwhelming pleasure.
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Focus. Calm. It wasn't time, not yet. Now was still for her, only for her, as his tongue continued to explore, sliding along the slick folds, tracing her contours. He found the nub he knew would be there, pulling back momentarily to blow a heated breath, delighting in her reactions. Lowering his mouth over her again, he sucked and pulled at her clit, making sure to gently soothe with his flattened tongue immediately after. She was incredible, she was amazing, she was. His.
And he was hers.
He shifted again, so that he could bring his fingers to her opening, slowly and gently pressing into her while he continued to lap at her with his tongue. He would stop if she wanted him to, if her discomfort became too intense, but for now he was more than happy to finish what he'd started, focusing his efforts on making her come for him, wanting to hear the sounds of her cries as she gave herself over to the sensations. With that in mind, he slid his fingers farther into her, marveling at the wet heat surrounding them, while he used just the tip of his tongue to draw circles around her clit, up, over, against, and into her, a lazy, satisfied smile on his face as he felt her body tense, telling him to redouble his efforts.
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"Kitt." She moaned his name, her eyes closing as his tongue continue its exploration.
His breath felt like a momentary reprieve against the tide of euphoria that threatened to overwhelm her senses. It was calming, affectionate and then gone. His mouth circled her clit and Ruri felt her body bowing as the pleasure raced up either side of her spine. She wanted to speak his name but the words turned to gasps.
She thought that it was all he could make her feel and then she felt the tight pressure of his fingers press within her, surrounding him in her warm as he filled her. There was nothing that Ruri could compare it too, no fire or metaphor that rightly described how it felt. It hurt a little but the thrill far out waded the small tendrils of pain.
"Kitt." She almost shouted his name as her gasps turned to moans. "Ah-"
Ruri had no idea what an orgasm felt like but bit by bit, she felt the tension in her body rise until it felt like she was standing at the edge of a cliff, waiting for Kitt to push her over that edge.
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He stepped up his efforts, coordinating his fingers inside her with his tongue on her clit, pressing into her even as he kept the tip of his tongue focused on that small center of her pleasure, never easing up as he drew the tiniest of circles there. It would only be seconds now, the smell of her arousal fueling his devotion as he waited to taste her release.