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Lulu Bell ([info]switchform) wrote in [info]erato_dr,
@ 2013-04-29 14:28:00

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Entry tags:!meme

the C U P C A K E meme

THE CUPCAKE MEME


Once again for inexplicable reasons, there are cupcakes everywhere. There are tables set with trays overflowing, so much so that cupcakes are showing up in the strangest of places. Nightstands, dressers, the pillow next to your head. Will you indulge? Careful, these cupcakes are anything but ordinary. Have fun~ ♥

[how to play]
1.) Post a comment with your character, their name and fandom / any particulars and or boundaries you have.
2.) Someone replies! Either they can roll for you, or in your reply you can roll the dice (or cheat) and see what cupcake you get.
3.) To roll, go to the Random Number Generator (min 1 max 13) and match it up with the cupcakes on the list.
4.) Tag partners do the same in the next comment, and everybody’s got their cupcake! Effects are immediate upon consumption and last however long you like.
5.) Still feeling hungry or unsated? Have another. Effects stack.


[the cupcakes]

[Vanilla cupcake with a strawberry on top] - #1: lust
You’re suddenly very hot, heady and you need someone. You don’t care who, you just want them and you want them now.


[Vanilla cupcake with orange frosting] - #2: rough/hate-sex
You might like them, just know them or you might hate them… but God, you just want to fuck them senseless. Roughly. Until they're raw.


[Lemon cupcake with yellow frosting] - #3: instant dom
You have a desire to make this person submit to you, by any means necessary.


[Cherry cupcake with red frosting] - #4: instant sub
The mate of the lemon cupcake, you find yourself wanting to submit entirely, to serve this person in any way you can.


[Vanilla cupcake with pale blue frosting] - #5: Exhibitionism/ voyeurism
You feel like putting on a show. Sex in a public place? Easily overheard? Or maybe you invite someone to watch. Maybe you’re the one invited, or stuck overhearing.


[Slightly crumbled cupcake with crooked icing] - #6: Murphy’s law
No matter how hot it is or how close you are to climax, something’s going to go wrong. Distracted? Too soon? Fall out of bed? Someone walk in? Interrupted in other ways? Oh my.


[Chocolate cupcake with berries] - #7: Cross dress cupcake
You just landed yourself in an entirely different outfit.


[Chocolate cupcake with mint frosting] - #8: Bondage
Surprise, you just got tied up in things. To things? Maybe even to people. The type of bonds can vary and change.


[Vanilla cupcake with cherry on top] - #9: Sensory deprivation
You just lost one of your senses completely. Now, just what will bring it back?


[Chocolate cupcake with peanut butter frosting] - #10: Sex swap
Your body just changed, time to get to know it!


[Marble cupcake with mixed frosting] - #11: Sweet lovings
You’re feeling… romantic. Very, very romantic.


[Mini-cupcake glittery trio] - #12: Threesome!
You think it's time to spice things up, this time with... a third body in the bed.


[Plain cupcake] - #13: Grab-bag
Choose, combine or make up your own!


Enjoy! ♥

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[info]noahism
2013-05-01 08:27 am UTC (link)
Setting ground rules, are we? [For as dark as his pleasures can be, boundaries are a welcome thing.]

I don't cheat as you call it when sex is involved, but I can take rough. How rough do you think you can dish though, love? [He'd prefer both parties remain mostly intact, however.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-01 08:40 am UTC (link)
[The irreverence is a little too smooth - she's ready to bound away - but she laaaaaughs at him anyway. Getting bolder, she'll walk her fingers up his arms to link them behind his neck in a parody of casual romance.]

You were the one who didn't want your pretty face bruised.

[He is too tall. She'd drag him down or throw him up against the wall and she thinks he'd let her, but they're still talking. Ground rules are important. One of her hands gathers up a fistful of his shirt.]

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[info]noahism
2013-05-01 08:52 am UTC (link)
Leave my nose well enough alone and bruising's not an issue. [See, Tyki Mikk is slightly vain about certain things. He'll take a broken nose in a bar fight without regret, but at the hands of a woman who will have to witness the ugly to follow? He'd rather not.

His hands, in this mimicry of a pose, find her hips and splay his fingers out over her curves. He grins, very much enjoying the angle at which he looks down at her. Of course, with the right persuasion, sinking to his knees could be in the cards. Ah yes, and about now would be when his hands find her ass for a slow squeeze.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-01 09:05 am UTC (link)
[You'll have to do better than that to shock her - she just widens her stance and pushes, bullying forward with her body. She wants him against the wall.

Words are cheap; Max arches upwards to test that promise and tugs down at him with her handful of cloth to help bridge the gap, first the flick of a tongue over his lower lip and then sinking her teeth into it. She likes the way the fine fabric is crumpled between her fingers, and she likes the feel of his skin below it better. HOW DO YOU LIKE MY BITE NOW, DOUBTER]

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[info]noahism
2013-05-02 03:24 am UTC (link)
[Everything about the moves she makes excites him, his grin splitting wider despite how she's caught his lip between her teeth. He leans back slightly with how she's pushing forward against him, on the verge of stepping back but waiting to see if she'll shove him instead. He lets her keep his lip for a moment, tilting his head and then pressing forth to kiss her soundly.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-02 05:02 am UTC (link)
[Leaning is enough to make her impatient. She shoves on cue, chasing him toward the wall. She'll accept the kiss, even eagerly, but she's all teeth and pushy demand, her hands sliding to knead over his shoulders instead.]

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[info]noahism
2013-05-02 05:46 am UTC (link)
[And back he stumbles, but rather fluidly because his hands don't leave her nor do his lips part from reciprocating the rough kiss. He bites back just as much, catching her lip between his teeth and chuckling into the liplock. His hands skim up her sides, peeling that jacket off her shoulders with a swift tug. He debates keeping it pooled around her shoulders as some sort of lead, but he's actually rather fond of how she's intent to dominate. He'll hear her out.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-03 06:33 am UTC (link)
[Max helps shed the jacket, writhing loose and tugging it down to fall from her wrists. It takes her hands off him briefly but she makes up for it with kisses, hard and hungry and demanding, responding eagerly to his teeth. Then her hands are back, pulling his shirt out and snaking under it to touch his stomach. Her voice is breathless.]

If you keep laughing, I'm gonna start taking it personally.

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[info]noahism
2013-05-03 06:39 am UTC (link)
And do what? [He breathes one final laugh against her mouth, hand cupping her jaw and feeling back through her hair. She's feisty, he can admire that. Just as he can admire her curves, pulling up her shirt with no further adieu. His back remains planted against the wall, knee jutting out between hers in a fluid start to a slow grind.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-03 06:56 am UTC (link)
Mmm...I could go. [She practically purrs when he pulls up her shirt, though, back bowing out to encourage the touch. She digs her fingers into his sides to plaster herself full against him, tightening her thighs around his leg and meeting his rhythm.] My feelings could get hurt. [Another little bite, and then she moves to restless sucking kisses along his jaw.] I could break your jaw... [Well, maybe not really, but a girl can fantasize. She squirms like the thought makes the friction extra nice.]

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[info]noahism
2013-05-03 07:30 am UTC (link)
[It's apparent that her words are doing wonders for him, something noticeable in his pants while he works his leg against her in a lazy, teasing manner. His breaths are deep, lips seeking her neck in return for a brief splashing of kisses along it. He hums thoughtfully against her collarbone, shirt lifted just above her breasts; a hand caresses their curves with appreciation.] Mmhmm?

Tell me more. [Of what you'd do. It's incredibly arousing, fantasizing a sick mix of pleasure and pain. It's what he feeds off of, essentially. Lower and lower his hand will dip though, coinciding with the lift and hold of his knee right between her legs. His fingers work the fastenings of her pants while he makes an attempt to keep her on her toes-- literally.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-04 05:42 am UTC (link)
[Max goes to her toes, then arches her torso back to try and wrestle her shirt over her head. Lust and violence battle chaotically inside her, making her feel almost feverish, and his response only stokes the fires higher.] Do you have to concentrate to be untouchable?

If I broke your legs, would I keep you solid?

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[info]noahism
2013-05-04 06:40 am UTC (link)
[He maintains an easy smile; especially during her questions. While it might not be wise to answer, he'll indulge, if just to continue this thoroughly entertaining thread of conversation.] I do.

And that depends. I've never had my legs broken before, so I wouldn't know. [Phasing helps one dodge such injury, though he expects that it would take only a fraction of a second for his composure to return. His hand unzips her pants, fingers sliding down the stitching of the front before slowly in dip his fingers. Teasingly slow, he does nothing more but slip them in, feeling along her once.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-04 07:13 am UTC (link)
Mm. [Her breath comes out in a short, harsh rush and she tugs at his shirt, ready and able to pop the buttons off. Her pelvis bucks against his hand in an unsubtle demand. Contemplatively:] I don't want to break your legs. [Not out of particular kindness, but she leaves off talking for a moment to explore his chest with warm fingers and short, ungentle nails.]

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[info]noahism
2013-05-04 07:25 am UTC (link)
Good. I'll need them to keep you upright. [His fingers do another lazy stroke against her, his hand holding her thigh to position the majority of her weight against him. He's not planning to hold her up for long, but a good teasing with his fingers for the time being seems worth it. Eager to hear another short breath escape her he moves his fingers, sliding them in, deliberately as slow as before. He hums in pleasure as she grazes his chest with her nails, buttons of his shirt loosening to reveal a peak at the crisscrossing of scars that encircle his torso entirely.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-04 07:47 am UTC (link)
[Cocky, much? Nonetheless, Max isn't going to criticize. Banter is well and good but it might distract him from what his hands are doing. She does him one better and groans, the sound dragging out of her chest. It's been a while. She leans forward and bites at the edges of scar tissue, hot and wet and sharp, her groan mutating into a growl.]

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[info]noahism
2013-05-04 07:59 am UTC (link)
[When you're named the Noah of Pleasure you develop a certain ego about these things.]

Ah. [His scars are sensitive, in a good way, to her teeth and a rumble of pleasure sits in his throat. His fingers piston into her with a small increase in speed, a short burst while his breaths go heavy; he very much enjoys the sound of a moaning woman.

He kisses her jawline, up to the shell of her ear.] Bed, wall? What's your preference, love?

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[info]catcocktail
2013-05-04 08:54 am UTC (link)
[She takes a moment to reply, preoccupied with grinding against his fingers. Her teeth and tongue find his nipple, nails raking down his ribs to the top of his pants. Her first instinct is to say which is quicker? - her next, with a resurgence of aggression, to see him under her.] Bed.

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[info]noahism
2013-05-04 03:39 pm UTC (link)
As the lady wishes. [Her grinding inspires a quicker motion to his fingertips, twisting and pumping in and out with well practiced flourish. But just as it he starts into a rhythm he draws back, gliding his fingertips along her outer lips with a curl against her clit before withdrawing his hand entirely. It, along with the other, grab at her thighs to lift her up and stumble forth towards the bed with all its luxurious bedding.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-06-13 04:12 am UTC (link)
[Max wraps herself around him obligingly and doesn't make the task any easier, squirming against him until she gets the ridge of his erection approximately where she wants it and grinding. It's only a few steps, but maybe she can make it a challenge. She picks the thread of their earlier conversation back up abruptly, whispering throatily in his ear.] Legs are no good to break. Ruins leverage.

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[info]noahism
2013-06-13 04:55 am UTC (link)
[His smile cracks wider, his hands giving her thighs a squeeze as he hauls her to the bed's edge with a low grunt. She knows how to move her body, he'll give her that. And those sweet nothings she's whispering into his ear? Hot as hell itself. So he wastes little time with how he drops her on the bed, sparing her gentleness but replacing it with hot passion in how he drops down over her. Eagerly placing his lips to her neck and throat, his hands wrenching her pants down her thighs to start eliminating the layers of clothing that are just now getting in the way.]

Ruins the aesthetic appeal too. [He says in reply, catching the lobe of her ear between his teeth while his hands glide down her legs while freeing them of her pants. Clearly admiring them as he goes along.]

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[info]catcocktail
2013-06-16 08:59 am UTC (link)
[Max likes the passion, though his body over her sparks a little growl in her throat and a flex of superhuman strength in her fingers promising to bruise his shoulders, the traces of aggression not so much faded as joining with lust.]

Depends on the aesthetic. [She gives the words in a complaining little moan, rumpling his shirt even as she gives a preening, deliberate arch and shimmy, kicking her pants away and showing off an expanse of smooth golden flesh.]

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[info]noahism
2013-06-17 08:51 pm UTC (link)
[He gives her bare thighs an admiring run of his fingertips, spreading them slightly so that when he sinks in again between them he can lay low over her. Attentively kissing at her neck still, his one hand unfastens his pants.]

I find broken bones hot, but legs like yours are so much more beautiful to admire in one piece.

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[info]catcocktail
2013-06-18 10:02 am UTC (link)
[Max wraps her legs around him in appreciation of the compliment, flexing her feet against the back of his thighs and digging her heels in, an unsubtle demand to hurry up. Before the words are fully out of his mouth she's stretching up to bite ungently at his mouth and then lick at the marks of her teeth.] Flatterer. [She digs her nails into the flesh of his sides beneath his shirt.]

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