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AFTER THE 'O'

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You've done the deed, so is the moment magical or are you instantly regretting it? You need to decide through the euphoria... or the disappointment if it didn't rock your world like you thought it would.

01. fantastic!
That was everything you thought it would be and then some. You are more than willing to go again and again and again... after you catch your breath! And maybe enjoy some nice cuddling with a nap.

02. what did we just do?
What you did was entirely impulsive. You didn't think things through and you really hope you didn't mess things up. You're so nervous, you don't even know what to do! It's hard to just relax and enjoy the moment when you want to freak out so bad.

03. that was okay.
One of you didn't reach the finish mark before the other or the chemistry just wasn't there. Whatever the case is, you have to either let the other know or pretend it was fabulous. Totally! Or at least reassure them it happens to everyone.

04. aftercare.
In the BDSM sense, aftercare is the process of attending to the intense feelings that come after a session that can range from exhilaration to depression. Kiss, cuddle and pamper your sub.

05. let's not talk about this.
This was a total mistake. You should not have touched that person. Maybe you hate them or maybe it's just wrong for any number of other reasons. Whatever the case is, you need to both swear to just never discuss it.

06. didn't want to have to hurt you.
(warning: non-con!) Maybe what you did wasn't entirely consensual, but they totally wanted it. You know they did, you could read it in their face. Maybe you just didn't care and took what you wanted instead.

07. first time.
Your partner didn't know you were a virgin... or maybe they did! Maybe you were both virgins. How was the first time? Do you want to do it again? Are you way too sore to even want to move? Go through those awkward first times together.

08. wildcard.
Is there some other scene you want to play out? Do so with this option or combine others.

(bakerstreet)

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(( please. I'm a little burnt out on starters.

[forgot to mention non-AU! ^^

5 years of friendship was at stake. All because he had done something really silly and impulsive.

Falling into bed with Joonmyun was much better than he had expected, to be honest. Somehow the both of them knew what each other wanted; it could be because they were of the same age, and talked much more frequently, about anything under the sky. He couldn't deny that he had enjoyed himself thoroughly, every single moment of it, because they were so attuned to each other's wants and needs that those were all fulfilled. But the thought of Joonmyun being one of his closest friends plagued him. He just had sex with one of his closest friends. Perhaps he did feel something more at times, but that didn't give him the licence to lose his self-control and approach Joonmyun with that intent.

"What have I done..." He murmured, sitting up on the bed to look around for his clothes. It's not difficult to spot them, but he didn't exactly want to get dressed either, more preoccupied with the thought of what he had just done with Kim Joonmyun.

The effect of the glare was totally lost on him, his own smile just widening further in response. It wasn't his fault Baekhyun was so cute. He would have been happy to sit there like that for as long as Baekhyun would have let him, letting out a soft noise of contentment at his touch, but he could already feel the heat rising in his chest again. He let himself linger longer this time when he moved in for another kiss, tugging softly on his lower lip, teeth flashing in a wolfish grin when he broke free.

With his size advantage it was easy to knock Baekhyun back against the bed, moving up to cover his smaller body with his own, propping himself up on his elbows, smiling down at him with just a hint of smugness. "You'll get to choose, then. What do I owe you?" Without waiting for a proper answer he attacked his favorite spot on Baekhyun's neck, teeth scraping over the vein and sucking like he intended to leave a mark.

Hara's laugh was enough to force his head up so Jonghun could look at her, still beautiful, in her disheveled afterglow. "Fuck," he cursed with a desperate laugh, thick with irony. The alcohol was making his head spin and he had the distinct urge to throw it all up. Thankfully, he had enough willpower left to at least hold that desire back.

Which led him back to his original problem of what-to-do-now. Jonghun didn't know if he could face Junhyung after this without spilling everything; they both knew how terrible of a secret-keeper he could be. There was also the problem of consoling Junhyung without a guilty conscience.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath before turning to Hara. It was a challenge but Jonghun managed to look her in the eyes without turning away at the first pang of guilt. A part of him felt like he had taken advantage of her emotional state. A rebound - god, he was a rebound and the realization depressed him.

"So..." Jonghun prayed he didn't sound as awkward and desperate as he thought he did. "I... don't know." The truth came out easy and helpless.

His face scrunched as his ear was tugged at, laughing quietly at the tingles it provided, shoulders raising in defence now rather than just to be playful. Any attention around his neck of ears tended to get the same sort of reaction, one that Yixing probably knew quite a bit about, considering he was the second after Chanyeol who preferred to touch him there. He was soothed by Yixing's words, though, humming his honest agreement.

"Next time..." he started quietly, letting out a little sigh as the other started to wash him properly, able to feel Yixing's eyes now that the man took no shortcuts. He enjoyed that far more than he probably should've, pursing his lips for a moment before he moved to turn around, wanting to help wash Yixing, too. "Next time, you can show me... you know. How you expected things to go."

"I can't help it. Feels like they might bleed soon," Jongin mumbled, doing his best to sound pissed off and actually succeeding. Part of his job would involve being great at acting, he was sure, so he'd managed to put on a good show often enough.

Glancing away when Yixing started getting dressed, Jongin couldn't help but feel a tiny bit disappointed. The other boy's body wasn't exactly bad on the eyes. It was actually rather pleasant to look at. But he'd never admit such a thing. He may or may not hope have more chances to see it. Whether at practice or at the dorms or something.

Almost reluctantly, he moved to sit up and ran his hands down his chest, right over the spot where he'd been licked. He remembered the moment fondly, nearly getting turned on all over again. But that was stupid because what they did was stupid and always would be. He'd burn the memory out of his mind if he had to. He'd never speak of it ever again.

even with the blanket and seulong's arm draped over her, gyuri was cold. she wasn't entirely sure what it had been, but she was cold. it had been the first time the couple had had time to be together like this in almost two months. she wasn't going to complain though, he was happy that they wre together right now, but something had been missing. something about the sex wasn't the same, and it caused younger of the two to worry just a bit.

had they lost their touch? it happened to many couples–especially ones that hadn't been together as long as they had. four years. four long, busy, and happy years. there were some break ups along the way ('i just don't have time' 'you're dating, you don't kiss other guys, regardless if it's just the cheek'). it was only natural, but the sex had never been like this. this was something completely different, and gyuri wasn't entirely sure how she felt about it.

the first time in four years, she faked it. she pretended that she had enjoyed the enitre act. glancing at the alarm clock on the side of her bed, gyuri ran her tongue over her bottom lip. she had approximately twelve hours before she had to go back to japan–this had been a small day trip for her– and she wasn't exactly happy with how she had imagined spending it. no one wanted to be upset with sex.

"i didn't come." she finally said, breaking the silence of their afteglow.

(( if this is th seulong from the last meme, i'm really sorry for not responding! i got super busy last week, but if you want, I can respond to that one as well. ^^ ))

It didn't matter how long it had been since they'd started this or how many times they'd done it. Every time Kris came down from his orgasm, without fail, he'd look down at Yixing with a clear mind and feel like someone had reached into his chest and squeezed his heart. As quickly as he could manage while keeping his hands gentle he fumbled with the scarf around Yixing's neck, letting soft fingers run over the raw skin there with a wince.

"Are you okay, please tell me you're okay..." His voice barely above a whisper, he struggled to avoid looking at the reddened palm marks across his skin and tried instead to focus on brushing the hair out of his face as he pressed soft, apologetic lips along his jawline, trailing up to his lips.

"Yeah?" He looked up at that statement, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. That sounded nice too, showing how he wanted it, giving and receiving. He leaned in to peck the other swiftly, showing his approval and gratitude for that suggestion, for it meant that Baekhyun did still want to continue, or do it again, and somehow Yixing was extremely glad for that. He didn't want this to be a one-off event, especially having experienced how good Baekhyun could get, but he was unsure where to proceed from here either, if they should purely stay as friends who fuck, or try for a little something more. He did, however, keep his thoughts to himself, more focused on sponging the other thoroughly.

When he was done, he would allow Baekhyun to do the same as well, contented sighs falling from his lips as those hands went to the right spots to press and rub, soothing the knots in his back. His thighs still felt a little unable from being pressed up against the wall and all, and he took this opportunity to lean into Baekhyun, simply enjoying the warmth and attention that he was showered with.

There had never been a day that Baekhyun didn't wish he was a bit taller. Just a little bit, enough that he wasn't too short, but so that everything else about him wasn't disproportionate. With a little more height, he might've had a fighting chance to refuse Kris' smug attacks, and could maybe (he was dreaming) get the man on his back without having to use sneaky tactics or simply ask that he listen. However, and Baekhyun knew this was slightly hypocritical... But he had to admit that he liked the rush he got whenever he was handled a little less than thoughtfully.

He was such a cliche in that regard, enjoying Kris' display of power almost as much as the man himself seemed to. And he indulged him in it, bottom lip tugged between his teeth as Baekhyun let his hands roam the elder's torso, starting at his biceps until they'd run their course over his shoulders and sides, and down over his spine. Being able to feel strength beneath his fingers was one of his greatest turn ons. Not that he needed much more of that, all things considered.

"Mm," he hummed in thought, but the sound was caught in his throat as fingers immediately sought out the back of Kris' neck. His soft noise was suddenly coming forth in the form of a cuss, or a few, eyes squeezing shut as he tilted his head to the side, more than welcoming to his companion's naturally wild urges. "Turn yourself on again touching me... Then finish what I started before..."

At the mention of potential bleeding, Yixing turned around, a frown etched across his brows as he made his way over, gaze focused on those pair of lips. Bending down, he ran a thumb gently over the said lip, remembering how it had felt above his own just a few minutes ago. "It's not that bad," He mumbled, pulling away to sift through the clothes he had thrown at Jongin, for his pants were in that jumble of clothes as well. "Don't lick it, or touch it, that would only serve to irritate the skin and it may actually break," He advised, eyes off Jongin's naked form as he stuck one leg through his jeans, tugging it up.

The hand motion didn't go unnoticed, however, and Yixing had to swallow, hard. He recalled all too clearly how his tongue had traveled across that torso, the hot skin flushed against his own. "Fuck," He cursed under his breath, clenching his fists as he tried not to get himself aroused.

[ i hope you don't find this au too cliche! it was the first thing to come to mind and i couldn't shake it... ]

This probably wasn't part of what he'd been paid for.

Of all the things he could have been demonstrating for Jinri, sex hadn't been on his agenda. It was a far cry from tutoring her in calculus, that was for sure. There was something about her, though, that had just been so hard to resist. She was so sweet and had seemed so earnest, and Joonmyun would have been lying if he'd said he didn't find her attractive. It was like he'd been hypnotized after the first glimpse of her bare skin, and one thing had lead to another until they'd found themselves sweaty and disheveled with Joonmyun staring with some shock at the mess he'd made of the sheets.

It was Jinri's bed, too, so he was quick to get up to try and clean them off. Staying behind and cuddling or doing anything like that didn't seem like an option anyway, especially not now that the reality of the situation was beginning to sink in. Technically, they'd done nothing wrong — she was an adult, only a few years younger than him, and he hadn't pushed her — but Joonmyun couldn't help feeling dirty, like he'd taken advantage of her. "We shouldn't have done that." He was talking more to the sheets than to her, as though he were afraid that one more look at her while she was exposed like that would set him off again. "It wasn't right for me to -" To what, though? "...Sorry."

He chuckled breathlessly at that, only to wince as he felt the muscles in his neck. Sore, that was a given, especially when they had been going at it pretty rough for tonight. But he had trusted Kris, trusted the other to not go too far, to toy with him only to the brink of suffocation, but not to the point where he would actually start choking.

"I'm good, master," He exhaled softly, "I know the safe word, whenever I feel uncomfortable I will ask you to stop, don't worry." Kris was his master, in a sense, as he had been hired to protect the young heir from any potential harm. It was a lie if he had said he didn't find Kris attractive from the very start of his mission, but it was beyond his imagination to stumble across the secret room filled with such toys to fulfill kinks that Yixing had only dreamt of, not having experienced it before. It was ironic, that the bodyguard had ended up as the sub, while his client, or boss, had ended up as the dom, taking charge of him as he fully submitted himself to Kris's wills.

"I like how this feels," He admitted, reaching up to cup the other's face when their lips met, tangling their tongues together languidly. Perhaps he should take a day off work tomorrow, ask the other bodyguard to take up the main role of protecting Kris for the day, knowing that he wouldn't be able to perform his job properly with such a condition, not that he was complaining though.

The simple touch to his lips was nearly enough to get Jongin turned on again. But that'd be bad. Maybe getting dressed as soon as possible would be a good idea. Unconsciously, he licked his lips yet again. He only realized after he did it and half-expected Yixing to scold him again.

When the older boy cursed, one of Jongin's eyebrows shot up. He smirked and let the hand on his own body slipped even lower. He was close to putting clothes on because he wanted to continue his practice even if he didn't have much energy left.

If Baekhyun was good at anything, it was his ability to care for those around him. Although it was true that he showed the most affection for his loved ones, he was a guy that was friendly and loving to just about everyone. However true that was, though, he found his favorite type of loving often came from skinship and kind words, both of which were at play as he and Yixing relaxed with their soap and the hot water.

He made sure to hold the elder boy up as they leaned into each other, running the loofa along the expanse of Yixing's spine as he reached around him, littering kisses across his shoulder and the front of his collar. He closed his eyes after awhile, washing eventually turning into embracing, and Baekhyun thought he'd never actually had a moment quite like this before. He wasn't sure if he was sleepy or just comfortable, both of his hands sprawling out over Yixing's lower back as he brought him close, hugging for a moment or two.

"You're all clean," he announced quietly, as if he was tentative to inform him, despite having stopped scrubbing a few minutes before. He was pulling back just slightly then, kissing a trail up the side of Yixing's neck until he met his jaw, and then his mouth, sighing against it, briefly lingering. "We should get out."

It was sticky.

That was really the only thought in Kyungsoo's mind after the initial haze had cleared. Hot, sticky and way too heavy.

"Off, off, off, off," he chanted as he tried to push the dead weight that was Kim Jongin off of him with flat palms against his chest, grimacing with the effort. Of all of the things he'd planned to do tonight, ending up in bed with another guy wasn't one of them. Sleeping with his roommate probably would have been at the bottom of the list. It had been better than anything he could have expected but his face was already flaring up in embarrassment, and he didn't feel up to stroking the younger's ego at the moment.

When he tried to slide himself away, create space between them, the pain shot up through his spine and across his whole body. Against his will a tiny noise escaped from his throat and he dug his fingers into Jongin's arm, face contorted and teeth digging into his lower lip as he willed himself to be quiet.

That, Kim Jongin was such a tease. His eyes were glued to that particular hand slipping lower, and he could feel himself starting to strain against his pair of boxers. "Stop it," He growled lowly, reaching over to wrap a hand around that wrist and tugging it away from wherever he was. "Weren't supposed to even do this, you are my rival, not someone I should be attracted to, damn it," He cursed again, standing up to pull up his zipper.

"Switch off the lights and all when you are done. And don't mention this to anyone else, it shouldn't have happened at all," He muttered lowly, going on about how he should never use this practice room again, or how he shouldn't practice with Kim Jongin in the first place.

He grinned at the sigh, because it showed that Baekhyun was as unwilling as he was to get out of the shower. It was warm; he didn't want to get out of that embrace anytime soon, but he knew there were people outside possibly waiting for their turn in the shower.

"We should," He agreed, but he stayed still for a few more seconds, before reaching for the towels hanging off the pegs on the wall. He made sure to dry Baekhyun thoroughly, although he took his time in between the other's legs, biting down on his lips as he knew where they had gone and what it had done to him to tear those moans from his throat. It was something he wasn't willing to let go yet, and stepping out of the shower seemed to signify that they would end whatever they had for their first sexual encounter.

"Do you think..." He trailed off, tone slightly suggestive as he raised an eyebrow, looking at the door before returning his gaze to Baekhyun. "...we could continue in your room or something..."

( would you possibly consider continuing this via aim? i just think it'd be more convenient since i almost keep forgetting to refresh ;; )

Minhwan glanced at the clock after Jonghun slid off of him. He stretched out and rolled over a bit from where he had been on his back and shifted onto his side to press close to Jonghun as the other held him close. He enjoyed cuddling, maybe more than he really should. Then again he enjoyed every part of sex with Jonghun. "Mm, practice really does make perfect," he teased softly, nuzzling his nose against the other's jaw playfully.

[Starts are appreciated but not required.]

[sure! do you have a number you could offer? ^^

( see! i forgot again. you can get me at #chocolate byunny )

Smirking, Jongin let Yixing remove his hand. He knew play time was over. Still completely naked, he got to his feet and made a point to bend all the way over with his behind exposed to Yixing. He picked up his boxers, ignoring the older boy's muttering.

"I'm not going to mention it to anyone else. It wasn't even that memorable." The second part of what he said was obviously a lie. "So don't say anything to anyone either."

[ Starters would be appreciated ]

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