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[thisisameme]

dirty kinks

( YOU ARE FOREWARNED!! THIS MEME IS LIKELY TO CONTAIN TRIGGERY THINGS!! if you don't like it, don't participate. )

what to do:
☢ comment with your character
☢ others will rng 01-09 to pick a kink
☢ things happen

kinks to choose:
01.) bondage how it happened, you're not sure, but one of you is tied up. maybe you like it, maybe you don't. either

Comments

[winchester_lost]

[Dean murmured low in his throat as Eliot's hands were running over his bared skin. The warmth of the touch made him press a little more into the Hitter, his hands still tracing over muscles, stroking against skin, moving up along the man's sides to run hands over broad, strong shoulders. Eliot was strong, powerful, he could feel it in the build of his body and it made Dean shiver a little.

There was always something delicious about being with someone physically strong, an edge of danger, but a mostly safe sort of danger. Of course, Dean was raised to violence and fighting. The concept of a human being able to take him in a one-on-one fight, even if it did start in the bedroom, just wasn't something he worried about. Not to mention he had faith in his judge of character, even if it was usually a bit diluted by the alcohol.

He gasped heatedly as Eliot's face pressed into his neck, a lick of a tongue that made him shiver. He liked where this was going even more than he'd expected. His green eyes flickered hot, with a bat of his eyelashes at that suggestion, warm Southern drawl that was all bedroom suggestion.]

Sounds like the best idea I've heard all night.

[A grin, a playful nudge of Eliot's body toward one of the beds.]

[distinctive_guy]

[His grin turned from playful to arrogant as he walked backwards, hands now linked around Dean's strong, powerful waist to drag the hunter along with each slow step. It was almost like a sensual dance, a foreplay to their horizontal one later tonight.]

Thought the best one was comin' here with me.

[Eliot was pulled back enough to be facing Dean with an inch or two to spare between their faces, and he looked into those deep peridot eyes with his lust darkened aquamarine ones. Then closed the distance again for a quick searing kiss.

It was nothing like kissing a woman who were all soft curves and tenderness. Eliot was gentle too, but this was all hard muscles and slightly scratchy stubble with lips that pushed rather than yielded. It was brutal and fast too, with the passion of an animal hungry to be laid.]