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May 19, 2012 20:50


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♋ Respond to other character(s) with your own as if you are right in the middle of having sex. How did it happen? Who started it? Who is topping who? All that matters is they are in the middle of ( Read more... )

love-affection, warning: possible triggers, rated: nc17, shipping-romance, rated: r, smut

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Natasha Romanoff | MCU | Castmates or versemates pls redinmyledger May 21 2012, 05:07:18 UTC
trickstertongue May 21 2012, 06:58:12 UTC
"I knew in the end you wouldn't be able to resist your curiousity." He laughed, a smirk on his lips as he watched her for a long moment before leaning in to sear a trail of lazy, hungry kisses down the side of her neck. There was a vibrancy to her, an almost electric sense of vitality that hummed just under the surface, that fascinated him. It was though she were more present, more awake than the rest of the thronged mortal masses wandering blithely about their business here on strange old Earth; Tasha felt alive to him in a way that the others just didn't, and that difference itself would have been enough to intrigue him before throwing the catsuit into the mix. It was Loki's business to know the ins and outs and whys and wherefores of things, and when he came across something he couldn't wrap his very resourceful mind around it became a sticking point in his thoughts, until he could worry the question free. He didn't know if her presence, if her immediacy, was simply a side-effect of her training, a sort of learned hyper- ( ... )

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redinmyledger May 21 2012, 07:08:05 UTC
She had come with the intent to kill him, not with the intent to wind up with a god between her thighs. At least not this. The knife lay discarded on the floor along with her uniform and his clothing. It had started off angry, started off fuelled by a fight she hadn't want to let go of until she was melting into him and her skin was lighting up under his touch. A momentary truce as a different primal need rose up to be satisfied. Was it curiosity? Or was it more the fact that they were more alike than she ever wanted to admit to. That only he could understand what it was truly like to have a ledger gushing with blood. To watch as you ended someone's life ( ... )

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