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Reverse picture meme
1) Include a picture (or two or three) of a scenario, scene, position, location, etc. that you'd like to be a part of the RPing.
2) Make sure to list any preferences or explanations, to help people out.

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• “Beg for it.”
• "I want to fuck you right now."
• "I'm going to make it hurt."
• "I'll make sure you can't walk tomorrow."
• "Touch yourself for me."
• "It's not going to fit!"
• "Spread your legs for me."
• "I'm the only one who would ever fuck you."
• [text] "What are you wearing?"
• "Get on your knees."
• "Did we fuck last night?"
• "I didn't know you were so kinky."
• "You look good tied up."
• "Put on a show for me."
• "I'm not wearing any underwear."
• [text] "I didn't mean to send those pictures..."
• "You know how you like when I tease you."
• "Bend over now."
• "I'm not getting on my knees for you again."
• "You're going to break me."
• "Fuck me."
• "You belong to me."

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★ This cock isn’t going to suck itself, you know?

★ Can you hand me a towel? I’m a little wet.

★ I see you started without me.

★ It seems I forgot to wear any underwear tonight.

★ Hate me all you want. You can’t deny how good the sex is.

★ Wanna taste?

★ Less talking. More fucking.

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[peacocklocked]

Lupin-Barnes...

[Lupin mumbles it under his breath a few times, deliriously, mimics the way Bucky keeps saying his name over and over like a prayer, like a lifeline. The heat that builds in his belly as they slide and move together, it's almost unbearable, but Lupin can't stop chasing it-- it's always the chase that matters, just as much as the treasure. Chasing the grip of Bucky's hand around his cock, the sparks that settle in his belly every time he rises around his cock, every shudder that seizes his being....until he's complete.

As he looks at Bucky, really looks at him, forehead pressed against his husband's cheek, this treasure looks unmeasurable. So he moves faster and faster, grabs Bucky's free hand and presses it to his own chest.]

You're good...feel so damn good...can't get enough of it, can't wait to feel you too...so feel this, feel it, feel it...ahhh...!

[he breaks off, head thrown back at a particularly hard slam of hips and hips, he feels it even in his asscheeks, the ache there. But it's too damn good.]

[notreadytocomply]

[Bucky's not sure why there's a lump in his throat when Lupin places his hand on his chest, but feeling his quick heartbeat beneath his fingers. He slips his fingers between the thief's, squeezing.

And yes, he looks at Lupin too, looks at him with an indescribable mix of expression, one almost impossibly close to awe. He got goddamn lucky being paired with this one.

His other hand digs into Lupin's back, a strangled cry at his latest slam of hips shattering him.]

Mmm, please... c'mon, c-can't get enough. [He's panting, as it's almost impossible to fill his lungs with enough oxygen for this, for him.]

C'mon... are you close?

casually talks about aching asscheeks and balls romantically

[peacocklocked]

[he squeezes right back, feels his heart, where it thunders like a herd of wild animals, squeeze in return. That rumble of Bucky's voice, where he can feel it reverberate through him, has him groaning. As if speaking those words are magic.

Oh, he'll have to hear that one. About how he's lucky to be paired with Lupin. To hear it again and again and again until he's even more insufferable.

But for now, his hips stutter and his balls draw tight, and his cock, dribbling between them, throbs. He looks for any means of friction, from the warmth of Bucky's hand to the ridges of his belly, mouth drawn open and head lolling to one side.]

Close...close...not without you...dragging you down with me. Come with me.

[his movements are erratic, as are his thoughts, now, caught in the dizzying array of this passion.]

i mean don't we always? i almost added something about bucky's balls earlier 2

[notreadytocomply]

Yes, yes I will - with you, I'm going to --

[Lupin looks positively delirious, and Bucky knows he must look the same. He squeezes Lupin's cock and his hand as he struggles to let go just let go he's got you it's okay Bucky -- he hears the voice in his head clear as day.]

Take me with you, take me, Arsène...

[He can't break eye contact until the shockwave hits him. And hit him it does, crashing into his lungs as he stills, cock pumping inside Lupin, whose muscles are so tight, so good. Somehow he can find a way to say Lupin's name like the prayer it is, and keeps sliding even as they ride out their orgasms.]

we are the most romantic people I know

[peacocklocked]

Mmmm...! Ah, fuck, fill me to the brim!

[Lupin's hips thrash just as his body gives out, with a shuddering cry he rolls his hips faster and faster, taking everything Bucky has to give. His heart, his cock, his voice: he slams his mouth into his husband's, bites at his lips as he forces his tongue to claim him.

Bucky's hot inside, throbbing as he finishes, somehow still dead-on against his sweet spot every time, that, coupled with this heat between them, the look in his eyes, adoring-- that's enough to wring Lupin out completely.

All but slumping against Bucky he comes in sluggish bursts against their bellies, heart full to burst, Bucky's hand tight on his cock.]

Please, please, please...

I think you mean disgusting

[notreadytocomply]

Mm-hmm, I'm gonna, I need to...

[Fill him to the brim is something Bucky certainly does while he milks him of all he's got too. Of course he's completely unaware that his face holds any trace of adoring, but as he pants against his husband who's crumpled against him, he finds a different comfort than any he's felt before.

He shakes himself mentally and raises an eyebrow.]

You sure say 'please' a lot. I guess you got sorta good manners.

[A boyish grin spreads over his face even as he shifts to move his hips and his cock slides in and out of Lupin a little. Unintended effect, but one that tightens his chest all the same. Fuck, this serum is something else.]

look here titty (youre not wrong........)

[peacocklocked]

[When his eyes finally sweep open he narrows them, and tugs at Bucky's hair not-so-gently. He opens his mouth for a retort but the sensation, the friction of Bucky's cock still rubbing inside him makes him falter, makes him whine.

Still sensitive, he feels come leak out of him, and his heart thunders against Bucky's.]

Ah-ah....do you ever stop being smug?

ya u rite

[notreadytocomply]

[Bucky growls at the pull on his hair but he sure eats up that whine as if it were his last meal. He smirks from ear-to-ear and presses his mouth first to Lupin's, then to his jaw, then to the shell of his ear before he pushes him down again, hands on his shoulders.

He's slippery with come but still nestled inside, and yet somehow...somehow it isn't enough.]

Not really. You kinda bring out that side of me. Besides, that is the fucking pot and kettle right there.

[peacocklocked]

Right..there?

[he gasps, the backs of his knees finding the dips of Bucky's back as he's shoved down. The jarring nudge of his cock inside is overwhelming on his oversensitive body, sparks, almost painful, shoot through him, right up his spine, make his thoughts jumbled.

But damn him, he can't stop the slow roll of his own hips.]

Whatever they taught you in the school of hard assassins, it's impressive.

[notreadytocomply]

[Bucky scoffs, doing a poor job of hiding a smile -- or maybe he's too tired to care, or has passed the caring point (about time). He's busy memorizing Lupin's face anyway, the dopey eyes and flushed...everything. Those imploring eyes...

It's too late to retract his hands without seeming panicked by the time he realizes his palms are cupping Lupin's face.]

Don't know what you mean... I'm all self-taught.

[Finally he pulls out, groaning at the loss of contact but making up for it by covering Lupin's mouth with his own. Just one way to shut him up. When he speaks it's against those swollen lips, and he pinches Lupin's side.]

But I'll still take it as a compliment.

[peacocklocked]

Hey, watch that!

[Lupin yelps, squirming beneath Bucky, only to give him a right nudge to the ass with a misplaced heel of his foot. Though he pouts, heavy brows furrowed, he leans in and sloppily presses his mouth to Bucky's lips, nose, eyelids, arms wrapped around his shoulders.]

A decent enough teacher. We'll have to do a collaboration, then, won't we?

[laughing under his breath, he slides his hands down Bucky's back, pulls him closer by that prime ass.]

[notreadytocomply]

[Bucky doesn't want to laugh at his husband's goofiness - it had been one of the first irritants of their marriage, after all - but he does anyway as that wet mouth peppers him with kisses. He catches one of those kisses right as Lupin squeezes and pulls him closer by his ass, and he groans at the contact, hugging one of those impossibly long and lanky legs flush to his body. He wants to devour him as much as he wants Lupin to devour every last inch of him and his soul.

The tightness in his chest only reminds him of that.]

Only decent? You piece of shit. Might I remind you that you were the one begging for me moments ago.

...I guess I would be down for some teamwork, though.

[peacocklocked]

[he's warm all over and satiated, content in the warmth of Bucky's body, of this man in his arms-- especially his ass in his hands. Lupin hums against his husband's mouth, doesn't pull away even when he makes that rather shitty point.

A huff, a retaliation pinch to one of Bucky's way-too-fit sides.]

I did not beg-- It was just a suggestion, a very strongly worded one. If you have to correct me on everything... [he narrows those gray eyes playfully]

[notreadytocomply]

[Bucky squirms even as he tries not to at the pinch and shoves his hand into his husband's face.]

Strongly worded suggestion...I like the sound of that. Hey, whatever helps you sleep better at night. Well...besides what already works pretty well.

[He can't keep the lewd grin out of his voice then, and as his own retaliation for the retaliation, rubs his still-slick cock against Lupin's belly.]

I wouldn't have to correct you all the time if you weren't wrong, y'know.

[peacocklocked]

[he'll lick the entirety of Bucky's palm where his hand is against his face for now. Squirms right back, palming and squeezing dat ass.]

You. You help me sleep. [nothing so corny, okay, shut up.] You're a very good heater, did you know? But vigorous exercise is helpful.

[a tiny moan slides from his mouth and his stomach twitches just as his cock does, in renewed interest.]

I'm the greatest thief in the world-- I'm never wrong.

[notreadytocomply]

Yeah, you know I've heard something about a healthy combo of those being good for your heart...or some shit.

[He tries to control the beat of his own heart, pulse spiking in what he hopes goes unnoticed. He nips at the shell of his ear as Lupin squeezes his ass dutifully.]

So you're saying thieves are never wrong? Au contraire, Mr. Lupin, I've got quite a bit of correctional work to do on you.

[peacocklocked]

[oh he felt that...from that asscheek to the hot blood gathering in Bucky's face-- oh, Lupin feels that.

A shiver runs through him at the sound of French, as well.]

Oh. Again, say that again.

[grinning, he molds Bucky's asscheeks together, giving them a light smack.]

[notreadytocomply]

[Bucky can't help it if a noise escapes his throat at the ass slap, which he bucks against Lupin for, and one hand comes up to grip him by the chin, forcing his gaze at Bucky's.]

Say what, au contraire? [He practically growls as he peppers all of Lupin's face with kisses but his mouth.] Mon cher mari...

[As his lips hover just above Lupin's, he all but whispers,]

Or did you wanna hear something else?

[peacocklocked]

[his eyes would have shuttered closed but he can't keep his gaze off of Bucky no matter what. Not even a natural disaster (which is what the two of them are together) could steal his attention.

A moan rumbles in his chest as he licks into Bucky's mouth, open mouth, hungry.]

Yes, that. Say more...didn't know you knew all that. Wanna hear how I'm gonna have you ass up in a minute?

[he says with another slap.]

[notreadytocomply]

[Bucky's fingers close around what little hair of Lupin's he can grab, curling around the back of his head and he ruts against him, hip to hip and stomach to stomach as he tugs at Lupin's lower lip with his teeth.]

I know six languages, imbécile. [He grins because even calling Lupin an idiot in French makes it sound that much more romantic. Awww.] Dites-moi...tell me...yes, I wanna hear.

[A shudder races down his spine at the thought of what Lupin's insinuating. He almost groans high in his chest but keeps it stifled for now -- that is, until Lupin slaps his ass again. Then he moans against a collarbone.]

[peacocklocked]

[Lupin's eyes flutter closed thanks to the sweet, sweet friction between them, the heat that just doesn't seem to want to cool. Something that can be said for the entirety of their relationship in this place. Moaning softly, his eyes splinter open because holy FUCK the look he can somewhat garner on Bucky's face--

Let alone the rumble of his desire against his skin. His cock throbs to life between them. Yes, yes, he remembers you, how could he forget you.]

Only six? You're going to need extra tutoring at this rate. What I'm going to do to you...

[on the low note of a sigh, he gently, gently traces a path up Bucky's crack, barely wrests the pad of it between those cheeks as he husks:] I'm going to eat your soul à travers le cul.

[notreadytocomply]

Shut up...only fluent in six...

[Bucky mutters, but oh when those words leave Lupin's mouth... He rolls his hips and pushes back against that finger instinctively, growls low and deep in his throat. He should be embarrassed by how easily he's showing how much he wants it, but life is too long for all that.]

I'm not sure I have a soul anymore, Arsène.

[It's almost a challenge. Almost.]

[peacocklocked]

You'd be surprised just what sort of soulful endeavors come out of each language...they're full of them, afterall. And tongues, naturally.

[oh that little growl, the shudder he feels between them, from Bucky's chest to Lupin's heart. It's so good, Lupin could just eat it up. He does, though, lick into his husband's mouth at every sound he makes.

All the while, he holds on to him, rocks him against his own body. He continues to tease, to slide just the tip of one finger between his cheeks, never once circling the hole that he can imagine flutter for him.

His cock twitches fully to life at the thought.]

Shall I get you to say something in every language you even vaguely know?

[notreadytocomply]

Mmm...

[Bucky wants to roll his eyes but when they're not closed, they're transfixed on taking in every detail of Lupin's face. He almost -- just almost -- turns the growl into a whine, and slips his fingers around Lupin's hardening dick to distract himself.]

You could try. You've heard Russian already, though, or don't you remember?

[His teeth tug at Lupin's bottom lip, almost hard enough to draw blood. All this talk of tongues and that barely-there pressure... He rocks back, back -- trying to get that finger to slip lower--]

[peacocklocked]

[a shudder, like a seismic toss, surrenders Lupin's body to space, to fate, when Bucky's fingers wrap around his dick, which throbs in his hold. That's certainly helpful. His husband is so, so deliriously helpful. But--]

ваши скулит будет более полезным.

[Much like the wolf he is, he devours Bucky's mouth, tongue making a sweep for his own-- he puts all he has into it, his heat, the fondness he has that's growing for Bucky, his pride that this is his husband--

To distract Bucky for a second as he slips two suddenly-slippery fingers inside of him.]