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fringe_kinkmemeThis is a kinkmeme. You may just be familiar with the concept.
If not: explicit, adult content; read at your own risk, and keep the kids -- wherever that arbitrary line is in your jurisdiction -- out. Also, please wear your seatbelt.
RULES
1. When prompting, use the comment field to jot down character, pairing, or moresome first, then the kink(s), then any other prompt elements; after a line break, you can elaborate via words, images, or links. Like so?
2. When responding, use the subject line for the original prompt (plus your title, if you have one).
3. All kinks are welcome -- sexual, emotional, conceptual, likewise all gen, het, slash, bitextual and other fic from crack to drama.
4. Anon is encouraged but up to you.
5. Mark all spoilers, mmkay?
6. Go for it!
REMINDERS
7. With a view to some prompts: Spell Check is your BFF. Don't make Alt!Astrid cry, please?
8. A kinkmeme's more than a promptmeme. Here'seliade's non-definitive and non-exhaustive (but pretty illustrative) List of Fan-fiction Kinks, Tropes, Clichés, and Fetishes.
9. Could you -- in the subject line or the first line of the body of text -- draw attention to the fact there's rape or non-con, major character death, underage, and/or graphic violence in your response (which is the Archive Of Our Own (AO3) policy).
If not: explicit, adult content; read at your own risk, and keep the kids -- wherever that arbitrary line is in your jurisdiction -- out. Also, please wear your seatbelt.
RULES
1. When prompting, use the comment field to jot down character, pairing, or moresome first, then the kink(s), then any other prompt elements; after a line break, you can elaborate via words, images, or links. Like so?
2. When responding, use the subject line for the original prompt (plus your title, if you have one).
3. All kinks are welcome -- sexual, emotional, conceptual, likewise all gen, het, slash, bitextual and other fic from crack to drama.
4. Anon is encouraged but up to you.
5. Mark all spoilers, mmkay?
6. Go for it!
REMINDERS
7. With a view to some prompts: Spell Check is your BFF. Don't make Alt!Astrid cry, please?
8. A kinkmeme's more than a promptmeme. Here's
eliade's non-definitive and non-exhaustive (but pretty illustrative) List of Fan-fiction Kinks, Tropes, Clichés, and Fetishes.9. Could you -- in the subject line or the first line of the body of text -- draw attention to the fact there's rape or non-con, major character death, underage, and/or graphic violence in your response (which is the Archive Of Our Own (AO3) policy).
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Date: 2012-03-06 04:03 am (UTC)But once that bedroom door closed she was different. Giggly and expressive. hungry and determined. So unafraid. Needless to say Peter had never met a woman quite like her. She took him by surprise every day, coming up with odd routines or begging for him to participate in her games.
She kept a black marker on her night stand. She liked to slide all over Peter's naked body and draw on him, scribbling dirty words and messages directly onto his skin. One night when Peter had fallen asleep, she took her marker and scribbled 'Dunham's Fuck Toy' across his forehead in all capitals. The next day Peter had spent three hours trying to scrub it off while Olivia laid bare on the bed giggling to herself.
The bed was never enough for Olivia either. There wasn't an ounce of furniture in her apartment she hadn't bent over or sat on or been shoved up against as Peter sank himself within her. Her peals of laughter and her kitteny moans and gasps driving him on, driving him further, deeper into her still.
Olivia had this odd fetish of having sex in the most awkward places and awkward moments. Peter would be sitting eating a bowl of cereal at the kitchen table when she'd come sauntering in and knock it out of his hands, not giving the slightest fuck as it spilled all over the floor. She'd grab him with a growl and shove his head between her breasts. And Peter was gone. 30 seconds later she was laid out on the table as he rammed himself into her.