Let's sail this ship

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Cute & Fluffy
1. Holding hands
2. First kiss
3. Cuddling/Non-sexual sharing of bed/blanket/couch etc
4. Non-sexual intimacy (bathing, hair care, massage, caregiving, etc)
5. Make outs
6. Playing (games, pillow forts, tickle fights, water balloons etc)
7. To the rescue! (break out of the tower/dungeon, save from a fall, then deal with the aftermath)
8. Mix & Match or make your own!




NSFW
1. First times (first time between two individuals; losing virginity; first time doing a particular act; first time with a particular gender)
2. Comfort sex (captives turning to one another for comfort; one character soothing another who is deeply upset)
3. Heat (hot lazy summer days; steamrooms; sweat-slick skin; tempers rising with the heat; urgent fucking a la Body Heat)
4. Make-up sex or reunions
5. Sexual instruction (teaching how to do, or be better at certain sex acts)
6. Calm you down sex (distracting from volatile emotions with sex)
7. Undressing (undressing in front of someone for the first time; one character undressing another; fumbling clumsily to get undressed; stripteases)
8. Orgasm denial
9. Sexual exhaustion
10. Bondage
11. Sensory deprivation
12. Urgency for sex (begging to suck cock; desperate to fuck; greedy bottom)
13. Discomfort during sex (rough edge of a table as counterpoint to pleasure; cold stone versus hot flesh; position is uncomfortable at first but then becomes perfect; penetration is painful, then pleasurable)
14. Rough sex (quick and dirty sex; hate sex; angry sex; fighting/wrestling; slapping, spanking) (+ optional Aftercare)
15. Somnophilia
16. Bloodplay
17. Public sex/semi-public sex/for an audience
18. knifeplay
19. Awkward/clumsy/funny sex

Pick a character, post the number(s) you want and which of my characters you want and put those somewhere there. Make a starter, or leave it to me! (100% borrowed from thinkoutsidethemusebox because she knows what she's doing and I don't)

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[thenicestnobody]

She smiles, sweet and kind. She's likely the nicest prostitute in all of England. Ask anyone in the brothel and they'd tell him so.

"You don't have to apologize to me. This is your time, love. Ramble as you like, or not. I told you, I'm here for you." She means 'love' in the colloquially lower end of London way. Affectionate, friendly, but not romantic. Even if her heart skips a beat when he looks at her, some times.

"To become your own person, that's something, though. You should be pleased. Owing yourself to someone forever is a hard life. Getting out of it, well that's a day dream for most, and not much else." She would know.

[seekingvinland]

He didn't need to ask, he could tell. he could see it in her eyes. feel it in her hands and the way she spoke with both hope and a twinge of sadness. She was getting paid a pretty penny for her time with him to, at least the owner was.

"Thank you." He spoke quietly, moving just a inch or so closer. His hand squeezing hers. "Yes, I know I am lucky in this... and its something I hope to be able to do for others." he admitted, leaning in for another kiss. Another taste. She handed him something sweet, and like a spoiled child he wanted another taste. Even if the adult in him knew he shouldn't get addicted.

[thenicestnobody]

Lucy would never see a brass farthing of the money that had bought her time, attention, and body for Thorfinn's pleasure. She was given a bed to sleep in, food to eat, and clothes to wear, though the nice things were allotted specifically for entertaining customers. If she ever left, or misbehaved, all those things could be denied her. Or worse.

She doesn't deny him the kiss he seeks. In fact, a soft hum of satisfaction comes from her at the contact. She's soft and yielding this time, allowing him the role of dominant to her subservient. But that doesn't mean she's any less eager. The hand on his cheek slips to the back of his neck, fingers curling against the nape. She could be content to do this for hours, and she resolves to let him request more, when he's ready.

[seekingvinland]

It was a shame, but there was a small army staying at a very nice royal home near by that could handle that with one word from the young prince. He didn't know, and Thorkell would never tell him, but he'd encourage the boy to do anything that could reawaken the warrior within him. If taking a brothel wench from the brothel would get Thorfinn to take up his daggers again, Thorkell would paint the town red in victory... in the blood of the owner.

He worked to be a little bolder in the kiss, one of his hands moving up to undo the toggle that held his fur cape in place, a simple dark blue tunic with gold trim was under the cape and black pants with high boots. A belt in the middle tying the look of the long haired man together. With the cape fallen from his shoulders he urged her forward, he knew what he had seen and he knew what he thought would be nice, but he still needed her guidance. Though the kiss was not yet broken, he was trying to pull their bodies closer without using his strength. He was big on consent.