boughtstockinsocks ([personal profile] boughtstockinsocks) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2021-12-19 07:04 pm

Mid-fuck

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!

RULES:
  • Post with your character's name, fandom and pairing preferences in the subject line.

  • 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.

  • Comment around! See if there's anyone else who posted a perfect scene for your character to fuck in.

  • Keep going and finish the act. Then go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.

  • ???

  • PROFIT. Or in this case, fun to be had for all.
 
cutupthemoon: (nuzzled in tight)

[personal profile] cutupthemoon 2021-12-31 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Ultimately, the scars were meaningful. He'd earned them fairly, earned them in fight after fight that he'd been glad to throw himself into. It was what he was - a protector, if not always a warrior. And he'd protected so many people. His sisters, and Rukia, and Chad, and Uryuu, and all of Karakura - and Orihime, perhaps most importantly of all. Why would he want to lose those mementos of what he'd done.

His smile only widened at how she gasped, how she bucked up against him again. Flailed for him, reached for him. He knew what she wanted, of course. Knew well enough just what she was craving, just what she was desperate for.

But she hadn't said it.

She didn't have a dirty mouth. Certainly would never find it easy to share all the things that she really wanted, or liked, or craved. He knew that her mind was more wicked and lusty than most would expect, and part of it was because she sometimes tried to still be proper, and refined. But he didn't quite want that, not all the time. He wanted her honesty, and her need, and he wanted to wring it out of her.

So he moved down, his hips shifting away from her grip so she couldn't even grab his cock. Instead he pushed his finger into her deep, pumping with a slow, deliberate rhythm. At the same time he trailed kisses across the generous softness of her breasts, the bare, fair skin that peeked out from her lacy bra. Nuzzling and kissing and even gently nibbling on her skin.

"If you want something," he murmured against her, easing a second finger inside of her as he did to stretch her out just a little bit more, "You have to say it. Tell me exactly what you need."
halcyongirl: (gasp)

[personal profile] halcyongirl 2022-01-02 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
No one could have guessed that Orihime would have been so open...at least, in her own way. Usually it was late at night, with the lights off and the both of them cuddling in bed, that Orihime would tell Ichigo things that made her too flustered to speak about in the light of day. 'I liked that,' she'd say, feeling how her cheeks would warm. Or 'I was thinking...could we try this...?' And of course, she would ask him 'what do you want, Ichigo?' After all, they had promised each other to be open, and she couldn't break such a simple promise.

He moved his hips, preventing her from helping him out of his pants, and a soft sound of desperation escaped. Instead, he slid his finger inside of her even deeper, pumping in and out, almost agonizingly slow. As he did that, making her squirm beneath him, Ichigo kissed the bare skin of her breasts above the lace. Both nipples were hard, straining against the fabric. Her fingers tangled in her hair, holding him close. "Ichigo, you already know!" she insisted. A small part of her was hoping to drive him just as wild as she was beginning to feel. After all, what they both wanted hinged on her saying it...

He inserted another finger, making her cry out from the sensation. Orihime was always so tight and hot and slick for him...her inner walls squeezed his fingers desperately, hips angling for more attention. He was filling her and stretching her, but it wasn't enough...

"Please...I n-need you inside of me..." It was clear that even speaking such a mild admission affected her. She had yet to let go fully, allowing him to catch her as she came undone.
cutupthemoon: (sometimes he shines)

[personal profile] cutupthemoon 2022-01-03 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
It had taken time, for her to get comfortable. For both of them, really. Ichigo had always found himself awkward about sex, about relationships. The kind of thing that Yoruichi or Rangiku had delighted in teasing him over, when he was a lot more naive, a lot more uncomfortable. Even actually being with a girl, with Orihime, had still left him uneasy how to be forward, how to share his desires - and he'd known that Orihime had felt the same.

But they'd gotten there, bit by bit. And they'd been rewarded, frankly, by their time together just getting better and better, more and more satisfying. She'd helped him lower his guard, and he'd helped her find her comfort, and he never wanted to stop.

Even if it left him, well, a little pushy, now. A little teasing. And he loved it. Because he could see how it was getting under her skin, how it was making her worked up underneath him. The way she whimpered, the way she clutched at him, and her insides getting more and more heated, clinging at his fingers. Just those reactions, just that need only made him feel harder for her, and he pumped his fingers inside of her in a determined rhythm, smirking a little at how she pled.

"But I am inside of you," he told her, curving his fingers up in a deliberate arc to press against where he knew that she was even more sensitive. He was diligent, after all, and the same parts of him that made him a talented swordsman or a valiant protector meant that he was just as focused on learning her body, and her pleasure. He'd taken his time, and he knew so well how to make her come.

When he wanted to. He just didn't want to, yet, and he was sure that she knew that. That he was going to press, and tease, but not let her drop, not yet. And he kept his fingers working as he moved his other hand up, hooking down the cup of her bra so that he could swipe his tongue across her nipple. "If you want more, you have to tell me. Exactly."
halcyongirl: (sensual)

[personal profile] halcyongirl 2022-01-03 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Orihime loved it when he obviously felt bold and confident, teasing her -- even being pushy. She let him know how attractive she found him when he was like that, and how much she enjoyed it when he pushed her to her limits. They had come a long way from their awkward yet incredibly sweet first time.

"Ichigo --!" she exclaimed, feeling his fingers pump into her and curve upwards, hitting an ultra sensitive bundle of nerves. Her lashes fluttered as she briefly closed her eyes, wriggling on the bed, frustrated and panting. "Please..."

Somehow, he managed to push her towards the edge and hold her there, keeping her from coming until he wanted her to. It was maddening, and yet she loved it. Loved letting him take control of her body, trusting him completely even when he had her begging for release. The end result was always worth it.

With his other hand, he pulled the lace of her bra down, freeing one breast. His tongue teased her hardened nipple, which only added to her slowly growing frenzy. A soft, needy sound escaped. It was becoming harder to think...so she finally stated clearly what she needed and wanted. (Part of it, anyways...)

"Ichigo, I...I want your cock inside of me," she said quickly, cheeks flushed. "I want you to take my -- my panties off and fill me up...please," she begged, voice needy yet sweet.
cutupthemoon: (the hollow king)

[personal profile] cutupthemoon 2022-01-06 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
It had taken some time to find this side of himself, that much was true, but she'd been encouraging. Told him how much she liked it when he took charge, when he was direct, when he was blunt and teasing - and shown him, too. Shown him in the way her cheeks colored beautifully, shown him in the stormy texture of her eyes, or the quickening of her breathing, the wetness between her legs and the trembling of her thighs. Ichigo paid attention to all of it, after all.

To all of her.

That was how he'd gotten good at teasing her, and riling her up, and most importantly in this moment - keeping her there. Keeping her on the edge and not letting her go, no matter how badly she needed it. It always got him what he wanted. It always left her begging.

His teeth grazed her nipple, jaw tightening a little at her desperate pleading and how much he liked to hear it, and he drew back with a soft pop. Looked at her with heated eyes, his fingers sliding out of her just so that he could grab her panties and draw them down her legs like she needed. "See? Was that so hard, 'Hime?"

Then it was his turn to slide his pants down, and his underwear, freeing his cock. He moved, quickly and smoothly between her legs, parting her thighs wide enough to give him plenty of room to move. To guide the swollen head of his cockto her lips and start to push slowly but firmly into her. She felt so tight, no matter how slick and liquid she was, and he groaned throatily as she wrapped around him. "Fuck, you're so good..."