Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip all the conversation and go straight for the experience?
In that case, rejoice! This hole meme was made for you!
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Your character is now in the middle of having sex! Any location, sexual position and level of undress is allowed, so knock yourself out with establishing the scene of your dreams.
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[ Stacia shrugs her shirt the rest of the way off, then wraps her arms around Ichigo's neck. As his kisses start to wander, her breathing deepens, but she makes no move to stop him. ]
[ There's something electric about her skin sliding against his, about the sound of her breathing getting hotter, heavier, and heat pulses through his body in return. His kisses grow a little more intense where he explores her throat, nibbling and teasing, and his fingers slip under her bra, stroking her bare breast. He wants to learn everything about what she likes, after all.
Who would have guessed that Kurosaki Ichigo would be a people pleaser? ]
[ He doesn't miss that noise, or the way she leans closer, and he lets his fingers circle her nipple for a moment, lightly caressing her with the pads. They're rough from his sword-handling, and he hopes she doesn't mind. ]
I can do that.
[ He says it quickly, reaching with his other hand behind her back to try to open her bra. He might have spoken a bit too quickly, in fact, fumbling with the clasp for a moment before popping it open, and then he's guiding her bra down her shoulders and off her arms. She looks even more beautiful like that, and he kisses her, suddenly and full of need, as his hand drops to start unzipping her skirt next. ]
[ That eagerness is encouraging, at least. It assures her that he wants this himself, instead of just being willing to indulge her about it. Good.
She closes her eyes for a moment, focusing on Ichigo's rough hands on her body. Even with her eyes closed, she can feel him looking at her. The kiss actually takes her off guard, but she returns it with passion, her tongue pushing into his mouth. As her skirt hits the floor, she starts to unbutton his shirt for him. ]
[ Oh, he wants her, that much is for sure. How could he not? She's so pretty, so cute, and the more he feels her skin, the more he needs it. The more he needs more.
He kisses her back more forcefully as he strips her further, more aggressive than he might usually be. Sometimes it seems like he's afraid of hurting her, afraid of being too rough, but not now. He wants her and he wants her intensely, and to that end he drops his hands to help her with the buttons, opening them quickly and sliding his shirt off his shoulders, reaching out when he's done to grab both her breasts and kneading them firmly as he savors the heat of her mouth. ]
[ As his need increases, hers rises with it. She wants him to want her. To do whatever he wants to do with her.
Stacia moans into Ichigo's mouth as he gropes her. Naked before him and full of desire, she puts one hand on his shoulder to steady herself, and with the other she fiddles with his belt, unzipping his pants before sliding inside to feel him. The part of him that she wants the most. ]
[ There's a part of him that's still painfully aware that they're in the classroom. That they shouldn't really be doing this. It's late, after school, so the odds of someone coming in are low, but they aren't zero.
But she's reaching for his belt, and his pants, and he doesn't really care about the worries. He wants her and he rocks his hips forward into her touch, groaning when her fingers find his cock, already so very hard for her. If she has any doubts about him wanting her, that should erase them - and so does the way he reaches between her legs in turn, so gently stroking her lips. ]
[ Stacia lets out a faint whimper as his hand reaches her. Soft waves of pleasure radiate through her as he strokes, and she breaks the kiss to lean her head against his shoulder, eyes closed. At the same time, she pulls his penis out into the open, and wraps her hand around it to tug at it urgently.
For a time, that seems to be enough, simply touching each other. But, she knows he wants more, and she wants more, too. Her lips part again, to mumble out a request. ]
[ It's intoxicating, the pleasure. Her pleasure in particular, the way that she reacts, the way that she leans softly against him, just basking in his fingers caressing her, and it makes him want to touch her so much more. To really start to drive her wild.
After all, it's only fair when she's driving him wild, too, with her soft fingers wrapped around his cock. Or the words that she says. He groans softly, and he throbs in her grip, need just redoubling as he tries to slowly ease a finger inside of her. Oh, he wants her, wants to be inside of her, especially when he gets a taste of how slick and hot she feels inside, clinging to his skin - but he wants to make sure she feels good, too. ]
And I want you, too, so badly [ he murmurs out all the same, meaning it. ] You feel so good already.
[ Stacia bites her lip to suppress a moan as Ichigo's finger enters her. He's inside her, and it only makes her want more. She strokes faster, thumb taking the wet bead forming on the tip and spreading it over him. The better she feels, the better she wants to make him feel. ]
H-Hang on...
[ She lets go, stopping him as well. Taking a second to catch her breath, she takes her jacket and lays it over the top of one of the desks. Then, she pushes herself up on top of the desk, and spreads her legs wide. ]
[ Honestly, he wishes she didn't have to keep quiet, that she didn't have to muffle her moans, because he wants to hear it. He wants to hear her pleasure, raw and potent, and they'll probably have to do this again, soon - no, no probably about it, they had to.
It's hard to even let her go, now, when he wants her so badly, but he does. Watches her with an open, honest hunger in his eyes when she lifts herself up onto the desk and spreads her legs so wide. Beautiful and exposed. He's on her in a moment, kissing her again, deep, and he reaches between her legs again to slide his finger back inside of her - one, then a second, curving and thrusting slowly, with almost delicate movements. She might not be human, but he still doesn't want to hurt her. ]
[ The instinct to not hurt her is, it turns out, not necessary - she can take a lot more punishment than most humans. His fingers slide easily into her, and she moans into his mouth as they kiss again. It feels like nothing will satisfy her, every new pleasure just making her want more.
Stacia puts one hand on his shoulder to steady herself, and the other goes to her clit, rubbing it desperately as he thrusts his fingers into her. Her breathing approaches a fever pitch, but she focuses on staying in the moment, delaying a climax. Not yet. Not until he goes even further than this. ]
[ He'd rather be too gentle than not gentle enough, at least now, with this, but it's clear he's perhaps worrying a bit too much. She's not a normal girl, and that sometimes comes with perks - often, in fact - and one of them seems to be how readily she takes his fingers inside of her. How she melts and parts for him, moaning without a hint of discomfort as he starts to thrust two of them inside of her. Trying to find a rhythm, trying to find what she likes, and where.
She's not making it hard to tell. Spreading her legs, rocking forward against him, even reaching down to join him as she rubs her clit, and the way her fingers brush against his is strangely intoxicating. He thrusts a little faster, harder, thumb coming up to join her in caressing that nub. And he kisses her again, her lips, and then her throat, nuzzling and nibbling as he presses a third finger into her next, just wanting to give her more. ]
[ The third finger is definitely a tighter fit, but it doesn't hurt. She lets out a moan that she briefly worries was a little too loud, trying her hardest to stifle any cries of pleasure. She feels like she's going to explode if she can't let that tension out.
Stacia leaves her clit to Ichigo as he starts to massage it, instead reaching down to stroke him again. Almost as if trying to pull him closer. ]
[ No, she doesn't have any trouble taking his fingers in her at all, and that's good to know, because he's reaching the end of his rope, too. She just looks so cute and so good that it's almost impossible not to fuck her. Who could even resist?
Not him. Not when she's drawing him closer. Not when she's begging. ]
Stacia... I... me too.
[ His fingers slide out of her and he grabs her thigh in one hand, tugging her a little closer as he steps in. His other hand takes his cock, guiding it against her, nuzzling the swollen head against her folds. Giving it a gentle, experimental push, not too much but watching her face to make sure she wants this. To make sure she enjoys it when he drives himself in. ]
[ Stacia waits with baited breath as she feels the tip of his cock against her. Even without saying anything, it's impossible to doubt that she wants it, just by the look on her face. Pleading for him to do it. ]
Ah...!
[ She gasps as he pushes in. That's him, she thinks, in a haze of lust. That's him, inside me. This is real. She gives a shudder of pleasure, and pulls herself closer to Ichigo's face. From this position, she can't move much herself, but hopefully her expression can convey how hard she wants him to go. ]
[ No, he can't deny that she wants it, as badly as he does. Maybe more. And that feeling, that knowledge, is electric. To be so strongly desired. And to know that he can make her feel so good, too.
Because oh, she clearly likes it. It's there in how she gasps, and how she clings to him, both with her arms around his body and her insides around his cock. It only takes one look at her face to let him know that she's okay with it, too. That he doesn't need to hold back.
His hand curls around her back, grabbing at her ass, and he starts to rock slowly against her. Slowly, but deep, driving himself as far into her as he can go on every stroke. ]
[ The feeling of his cock pushing inside her is incredible. It's a tight fit, compared to his fingers, but after a few thrusts, she's able to take the whole shaft. She rocks her hips against him, allowing herself a small wordless sound of pleasure with each thrust. At this rate, she can only last for so much longer.
Stacia stops him for just a moment, and lies down on the desk. Gripping the edges to steady herself and spreading her legs as far as she can, she looks up, inviting him to continue. ]
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[ Stacia shrugs her shirt the rest of the way off, then wraps her arms around Ichigo's neck. As his kisses start to wander, her breathing deepens, but she makes no move to stop him. ]
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Who would have guessed that Kurosaki Ichigo would be a people pleaser? ]
Just don't hesitate to tell me what you want.
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[ Her breath catches when his fingers brush past her nipple. She half-consciously leans forward, pressing against his hand. ]
I want... you to undress me.
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I can do that.
[ He says it quickly, reaching with his other hand behind her back to try to open her bra. He might have spoken a bit too quickly, in fact, fumbling with the clasp for a moment before popping it open, and then he's guiding her bra down her shoulders and off her arms. She looks even more beautiful like that, and he kisses her, suddenly and full of need, as his hand drops to start unzipping her skirt next. ]
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She closes her eyes for a moment, focusing on Ichigo's rough hands on her body. Even with her eyes closed, she can feel him looking at her. The kiss actually takes her off guard, but she returns it with passion, her tongue pushing into his mouth. As her skirt hits the floor, she starts to unbutton his shirt for him. ]
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He kisses her back more forcefully as he strips her further, more aggressive than he might usually be. Sometimes it seems like he's afraid of hurting her, afraid of being too rough, but not now. He wants her and he wants her intensely, and to that end he drops his hands to help her with the buttons, opening them quickly and sliding his shirt off his shoulders, reaching out when he's done to grab both her breasts and kneading them firmly as he savors the heat of her mouth. ]
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Stacia moans into Ichigo's mouth as he gropes her. Naked before him and full of desire, she puts one hand on his shoulder to steady herself, and with the other she fiddles with his belt, unzipping his pants before sliding inside to feel him. The part of him that she wants the most. ]
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But she's reaching for his belt, and his pants, and he doesn't really care about the worries. He wants her and he rocks his hips forward into her touch, groaning when her fingers find his cock, already so very hard for her. If she has any doubts about him wanting her, that should erase them - and so does the way he reaches between her legs in turn, so gently stroking her lips. ]
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For a time, that seems to be enough, simply touching each other. But, she knows he wants more, and she wants more, too. Her lips part again, to mumble out a request. ]
I want you... to take me... any way you want...
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After all, it's only fair when she's driving him wild, too, with her soft fingers wrapped around his cock. Or the words that she says. He groans softly, and he throbs in her grip, need just redoubling as he tries to slowly ease a finger inside of her. Oh, he wants her, wants to be inside of her, especially when he gets a taste of how slick and hot she feels inside, clinging to his skin - but he wants to make sure she feels good, too. ]
And I want you, too, so badly [ he murmurs out all the same, meaning it. ] You feel so good already.
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H-Hang on...
[ She lets go, stopping him as well. Taking a second to catch her breath, she takes her jacket and lays it over the top of one of the desks. Then, she pushes herself up on top of the desk, and spreads her legs wide. ]
...Please...
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It's hard to even let her go, now, when he wants her so badly, but he does. Watches her with an open, honest hunger in his eyes when she lifts herself up onto the desk and spreads her legs so wide. Beautiful and exposed. He's on her in a moment, kissing her again, deep, and he reaches between her legs again to slide his finger back inside of her - one, then a second, curving and thrusting slowly, with almost delicate movements. She might not be human, but he still doesn't want to hurt her. ]
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Stacia puts one hand on his shoulder to steady herself, and the other goes to her clit, rubbing it desperately as he thrusts his fingers into her. Her breathing approaches a fever pitch, but she focuses on staying in the moment, delaying a climax. Not yet. Not until he goes even further than this. ]
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She's not making it hard to tell. Spreading her legs, rocking forward against him, even reaching down to join him as she rubs her clit, and the way her fingers brush against his is strangely intoxicating. He thrusts a little faster, harder, thumb coming up to join her in caressing that nub. And he kisses her again, her lips, and then her throat, nuzzling and nibbling as he presses a third finger into her next, just wanting to give her more. ]
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Stacia leaves her clit to Ichigo as he starts to massage it, instead reaching down to stroke him again. Almost as if trying to pull him closer. ]
P... please... I need you... in me...
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Not him. Not when she's drawing him closer. Not when she's begging. ]
Stacia... I... me too.
[ His fingers slide out of her and he grabs her thigh in one hand, tugging her a little closer as he steps in. His other hand takes his cock, guiding it against her, nuzzling the swollen head against her folds. Giving it a gentle, experimental push, not too much but watching her face to make sure she wants this. To make sure she enjoys it when he drives himself in. ]
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Ah...!
[ She gasps as he pushes in. That's him, she thinks, in a haze of lust. That's him, inside me. This is real. She gives a shudder of pleasure, and pulls herself closer to Ichigo's face. From this position, she can't move much herself, but hopefully her expression can convey how hard she wants him to go. ]
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Because oh, she clearly likes it. It's there in how she gasps, and how she clings to him, both with her arms around his body and her insides around his cock. It only takes one look at her face to let him know that she's okay with it, too. That he doesn't need to hold back.
His hand curls around her back, grabbing at her ass, and he starts to rock slowly against her. Slowly, but deep, driving himself as far into her as he can go on every stroke. ]
Fuck...
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Stacia stops him for just a moment, and lies down on the desk. Gripping the edges to steady herself and spreading her legs as far as she can, she looks up, inviting him to continue. ]
H... Harder...