virgocat | Let's sail this ship

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)

Threaded | Flat

From:

ifhebelievesenough

Maybe some 17+12, or 6ish?

And... all of yours are awesome. Who do you think would best suit a medieval knight-guy?

From:

faithfulwisdom

Finrod had, at first, only meant to help Syeira with her hair. One of the benefits of having an elven prince around, after all, was that you always had an expert in braiding nearby.

That is what he had planned. But when he actually found himself sitting behind her, running his fingers through her hair, it was difficult not to become distracted. He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to the side of her neck.

From:

dontthinkaboutelephants

Syeira died. She'd done what she always did; she was saving someone. It's what she'll always do. And it ended up getting her killed. It was just a huge metaphor for her. She always looked after others, but who looked after her?

He helped take care of her when she was too feverish to really notice, when she came back. This thing between them, the affection and sex... he's not sure what it means. Are they just friends having a good time? Are they dipping into something more? The questions plague him, and he decides to avoid Syeira for a while. She'll be too weak to seek him out, anyway.

A week passes, but it doesn't feel right to be ignoring her like this. It's quiet when he stops at her room, and the quiet helps breed his anxiety. He wasn't there for her when she came back. He was never there for people. But he's still upset about her dying. She was gone for two weeks. She died.

He takes a breath, and he knocks.

From:

faithfulwisdom

"I would think you would know me well enough by now to guess that the potential of danger will only keep me close to your side." It's one of the ways they are so very much alike- he would never abandon anyone he cared about when they were in need.

That deep blush doesn't escape his notice, of course. In a way, it's endearing, but, at the same time, it's making him a little nervous. He tries to ignore the way his heart is pounding in his chest (though he does briefly wonder if she can feel it, as close as she is). But he does gather himself, despite his nerves, and when he speaks again, his voice is softer, almost a murmur.

"I am very much afraid that you are stuck with me." He leans in, his eyes half closing, and slowly, gently, he catches her lips in a kiss.

From:

seekingvinland

Thorfinn sometimes wondered if he had done something to offend the gods... okay, maybe he knew he had hundreds of times over but the gods were meant to smile upon warriors. He didn't feel so very smiled upon at the moment.

Thorkell and his troops had arrived on the Ketil farm two months before buying his freedom and in exchange for his agreement, they paid for Einar and Arneis as well, Garnar had been killed before they could save him so the two were together now heading to Norway, they were not allowed to join Thorfinn as he was being taken to Jomsburg to replace his grandfather as Chieftain of the Jomsviking.

What did this have to do with anything? Well, Thorkell had known the boy was as pure as snow through the king of Denmark. The boy king who had once and still called himself Thorfinn's friend despite selling him into slavery. He had known from a drunken talk in Merica that Thorfinn had never wanted to sleep with anyone, and when Thorkell poked fun he realized the same was still true.

His great nephew was nearing his twentieth year and was still a virgin. That great blood was never meant to be preserved for sacrifice, no it was to be sewed and passed on. "Just fucking stay here boy." Thorkell pointed at him slamming the door, he was in a chamber of a strange room. They stopped in London, it was on the way. Though he was nervous, knowing both what was supposed to happen and that Canute was somewhere in england still. He couldn't face the king.

Thorkell himself all of seven foot four and all muscle walked down to meet the men who went to get the girl. Thorkell was the Earl of Jelling, he wouldn't sent anyone less than lovely to deflower his great nephew.

Thus left Thorfinn picking at his nails nervously, this was so stupid. he wanted nothing to do with any of it.