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send "moan~" for my muse to call out your muse's name while pleasuring themselves.

Alternatively, send "moan for me~" to be the one making my muse moan your muse's name.

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Captain America (2018-) #10 art by Adam Kubert 

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Okay babies imma need a new verse for my Alba.... Red Room verse...Thanks Ballerina.

Dm me or like to plot .

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Send my muse “What would you do if...” scenarios.

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Send 🫦+ a location to bite my muse (send bite+ a location if you can’t see the emoji)

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𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂  𝐑𝐏  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  .  .  (  pt  1.  the  art  of  touch  )   Set  the  stage  for  longing  glances,  lingering  touches,  and  the  quiet  tension  of  unspoken  words.   ✧  ˚₊  Themes:  soft,  slow  burn  &  a  touch  of  angst 

✧     ›    SOFT   &   FLUFFY   .

My  muse  tucks  a  loose  strand  of  hair  behind  your  muse’s  ear,  their  fingers  lingering  for  a  second  longer  than  necessary.

My  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse’s  shoulder  during  a  long  ride.

My  muse  surprises  your  muse  with  breakfast  in  bed,  complete  with  a  handwritten  note.

My  muse  pulls  your  muse  under  their  umbrella  during  a  sudden  downpour.

My  muse  gently  wipes  away  a  tear  from  your  muse’s  cheek,  their  touch  tender  and  careful.

My  muse  laces  their  fingers  with  your  muse’s  absentmindedly,  only  realizing  it  after  a  few  seconds.

 ✧     ›    TENSION   &   SLOW  BURN   .

My  muse  fixes  your  muse’s  tie/dress/jacket,  their  hands  brushing  against  their  skin  for  just  a  moment.

My  muse  leans  in  as  if  to  whisper  something,  their  lips  dangerously  close  to  your  muse’s  ear.

My  muse  catches  your  muse’s  wrist  before  they  can  leave,  their  grip  tightening  just  slightly.

My  muse  watches  your  muse  from  across  the  room,  their  gaze  lingering  even  when  caught.

My  muse  challenges  your  muse  to  a  bet,  knowing  exactly  what  they’ll  ask  for  if  they  win.

My  muse  absentmindedly  plays  with  your  muse’s  fingers  while  they  talk,  not  even  realizing  they’re  doing  it.

✧     ›    ANGST   &   EMOTIONAL   .

My  muse  pulls  your  muse  into  a  tight  hug,  as  if  afraid  to  let  go.

My  muse  wipes  away  the  blood  from  your  muse’s  face,  their  hands  trembling.

My  muse  shows  up  at  your  muse’s  doorstep  in  the  rain,  eyes  filled  with  something  unspoken.

My  muse  gently  cups  your  muse’s  face,  whispering,  “Why  do  you  always  have  to  make  things  so  difficult?”

My  muse  kisses  your  muse  like  it’s  the  last  time  they’ll  ever  get  the  chance.

My  muse  lets  your  muse  go,  even  though  it’s  the  last  thing  they  want  to  do.

 ✧     ›    TEASING   .

My  muse  corners  your  muse  against  a  wall,  a  smirk  playing  on  their  lips.

My  muse  whispers  something  in  your  muse’s  ear  that  makes  them  blush.

My  muse  pulls  your  muse  onto  their  lap  with  zero  warning.

My  muse  playfully  steals  a  bite  of  your  muse’s  food,  then  grins  as  they  lock  eyes.

My  muse  deliberately  leans  in  closer  just  to  see  your  muse’s  reaction.

My  muse  drags  their  fingers  slowly  down  your  muse’s  arm,  pretending  it  was  unintentional.

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Her hands trembled in her lap.

The second the car stopped, she pushed the door open, stumbling out into the frozen air like it might somehow cool the fire under her skin. It didn’t. The cold bit into her, made her nipples harden instantly beneath the thin fabric of her top, but it only seemed to sharpen the ache, not soothe it.

She gripped the edge of the hood with white-knuckled hands, body bent over it like she might collapse. Every breath she took was laced with him. She could still smell him on her, from the car, from the mission. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fucking fair.

“I can’t breathe,” she whispered, shame creeping in under the heat. “It’s in my blood. My head. My skin. I’m crawling out of it, James...I can’t think. I can’t fight it.”

She leaned her forehead against the window for a second, letting the chill shock her nerves, but it wasn’t enough.

“It’s you,” she breathed. “All I can feel is you. Your smell. Your voice. I want to claw my way into your skin just to make it stop.”

Her eyes slid closed, and her voice dropped to something raw and wrecked. “I want you so bad it hurts." They needed to get to the safehouse as quick as possible so she could take a cold shower and find of way to get rid of this feeling.

@vvolfstare sex pollen Nat & Bucky.

It was supposed to be a test.

Her first solo field run. A routine extraction in a greenhouse compound. Surveillance, infiltration, elimination. Nothing she hadn’t rehearsed in the sterile walls of the Red Room a hundred times.

And James had been sent to watch. Not to help, only to observe. Evaluate. Report.

But something went wrong in the greenhouse, something in the air. She’d felt it immediately, that creeping heat licking along her skin...

The ride back was quiet. Too quiet.

James drove, eyes on the road, jaw tense like it always was after a mission. Natasha sat beside James in the passenger seat, rigid, arms crossed tight, pretending everything was fine.

But it wasn’t.

At first it had just been warmth. Her blood ran a little hotter than usual. No big deal, she’d thought it was leftover adrenaline, or maybe a minor reaction to the spores. Her breathing had changed, sure, but nothing she couldn’t handle.

Until it wasn’t just warmth.

It was need.

A slow, steady ache low in her belly that pulsed hotter every mile they drove.

She bit down on the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood, forcing herself not to squirm. Her thighs pressed together, tight, tighter as if that could do anything to relieve the pressure building between them.

She saw James glancing at her once. She didn’t meet his eyes. Couldn’t.

She could smell him. That same mix of leather, sweat, and gunmetal she always pretended not to notice in the training halls. It was driving her insane. Every breath she took made her pulse skip.

Her hands clenched in her lap.

She was trained for pain. For deprivation. She could resist a blade, resist sleep, resist a hunger strike for days. But this?

This burned.

Her skin was slick with sweat beneath her tac suit. Her nipples ached from the friction of her bra. She could feel how wet she was, soaking through the thin fabric of her underwear. She wanted to cry from the frustration of it. The shame.

She shifted in her seat, trying to hide the shudder that rolled through her. She couldn’t do this, she needed to breath some fresh air and take a cold shower...

“James,” she said suddenly, voice sharp but trembling. “Pull over.”

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Dominika moved with silent urgency, soaking a cloth in cold water and wringing it out before returning to his side. Her eyes flicked over him, sweat-soaked, trembling, muscles tensed like a live wire about to snap. She hated seeing him like this, stripped bare by something invisible she couldn’t fight or kill.

She gently pressed the cloth to his forehead, her fingers lingering in his hair just a moment longer than necessary. Her voice was quiet, but steady, the softness of it cutting through the fever-thick air.

"I'm not going anywhere."

She said it with finality, not as comfort, not as pity, but as fact. Her jaw was tight, her eyes glassy with restrained emotion, but there was no hesitation.

She hated how hot his skin was. Hated the way his muscles were trembling, his body fighting against something neither of them could name yet. She’d seen him broken before, bleeding, bruised, near death...but this was different. This was inside him, burning him up, and she couldn’t fight it with a gun or with her fists. That helplessness was a foreign poison in her own veins.

“You’re not scaring me,” she added, quieter now. “I’ve seen you worse. And I stayed then, too. Whatever this is, you'll get through this”

Dominika’s touch was featherlight as she brushed the damp cloth gently over his fevered forehead. Her fingertips trailed slowly down his temple, over his cheek, and then carefully down his chest, the fabric cool against his burning skin. She did her best to ignore the bulge again. She's seen him naked, yes but never like this.

«Я здесь, и я не уйду. Ты мой, и я твоя.»

I’m here, and I won’t leave. You’re mine, and I’m yours.

🐝 sex pollen meme

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Bucky assumed when he encountered the toxin on a mission that it hadn’t affected him. There were no immediate side effects, and the serum was designed to filter out things like that. He was uncomfortably warm when he returned to the base, but he attributed that to the serum as well. He always ran a little hot. He mentioned the encounter in his report and debriefing, but otherwise it passed without comment.

By the time he’d stripped his weapons in the armory and headed back to the room he shared with Dominika, he knew he'd been mistaken. Something was off. Something was wrong. His temperature had spiked, and his skin felt too tight. Perhaps it would have been safer to report to medical, but... not in HYDRA. There was exactly one person he trusted when something went wrong, and she was on the other side of the door.

He was stripping out of his jacket and shirt as soon as it closed and locked behind him. It was so hot, and his clothes were stifling and tight. It was hitting him in waves as he sat on the edge of the bed to unlace his boots, and he worried what he might do. "Restrain me," he managed to choke out, already pulling a pair of magnetic cuffs from his gear, his cock straining against his pants. "You can't let me go. Even when I beg."

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Send ‘Bathing in Nature’ For the sending muse to catch the receiving muse bathing in a river or lake.

Add '+REVERSE' For the roles to be swapped.

Remember to specify muse for multi-muse blogs!

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PROMPTS FOR A LITTLE JEALOUSY *  assorted dialogue for when you see the person you're interested in with someone else and go... hey wait a minute, adjust as necessary

are you two... together?

i should probably ask if you're single first.

who was that you were talking to?

did you two have a nice chat?

are we really doing this now?

what was that all about?

i don't like it when they touch you.

they need to learn to keep their hands off you.

are you trying to make me jealous?

you just gave me the impression we were exclusive.

who was that, anyway?

was that someone you know?

it's completely innocent.

were you flirting with them?

that was a little bit excessive.

they were flirting with you.

i'm not jealous.

i'm upset with you.

they didn't mean anything by that.

i just thought we had something going on.

they know i have feelings for you.

i hate it when you get jealous.

i'm two seconds away from throwing a punch.

they did that on purpose.

wait a minute... are you jealous?

you have no reason to worry.

i'm not interested in them, i promise.

they do get a little touchy-feely, i'll admit.

they don't mean anything by it.

did they just try to kiss you?

we're just really good friends!

you know i only have eyes for you.

please ignore them, okay?

it's not like i'm in love with you or anything.

they're just trying to upset you.

i just don't like it when someone else flirts with you.

i don't blame them, of course, but you're mine.

next time someone tries to hit on you, call me over.

i'll give them a piece of my mind.

they know you're taken, right?

i didn't want to get in your way.

clearly your mind is elsewhere.

if you'd rather be with them, then just tell me.

i need to know where we stand.

can we be more exclusive?

i just don't like it when they talk to you like that.

you have absolutely nothing to worry about.

if they make you happy... i can't stop it.

maybe i have a crush on you. so what?

there was a better way to go about this, you know.

you could have been a little bit nicer.

did you have to be so nasty about it?

i'm going to scream.

i don't want anything coming in between us.

you trust me, don't you?

if you trust me, you have nothing to worry about.

this jealousy of yours is getting a little bit out of control.

i love only you.

why do they have to hold your hand like that?

they couldn't keep their hands off you.

i hate watching you deal with that.

i should give them a piece of my mind.

what? me? jealous? never.

i think i'm allowed a little jealousy every now and then.

you're mine, and i want everyone to know that.

did you just... get jealous over me?

you said you weren't the jealous type.

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Baby, when we touch

Feels like you were meant to take all my love

Something about you I can't get enough

Fell in love with the machine

Fell in love with you

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send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let's see how my muse responds.

"Katherine handcuffing me and riding me in the back of the Impala." (From Dean @vvaywardhunter)

"Oh, that fantasy? Dean, that wasn’t a fantasy.... That was Thursday. Handcuffs, backseat and you were moaning my name with your hands cuffed behind your back while I rode you so hard the Impala damn near needed a new suspension... Leather seats still have the imprint of my heels.... The cuffs are still in the glove box, you know?"

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👀 + lovely body you have there, love. ( morgana )

"Oh thank you, darling....you're not bad yourself" 😉

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send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let's see how my muse responds.

"Sin collared and chained to a St. Andrew's cross while I teach her her place." (From Hydra!Cap @walkitoffrogers)

That cross thing? Points for creativity. He really is daddy's little fascist wet dream. A collar around my neck? I'm not his little bitch! He can keep dreaming.

Ps: just so he knows... I don't use safe word 😉

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send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let's see how my muse responds.

your muse = sender, my muse = receiver.

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𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 & 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 *

Assorted memes of a suggestive and sexual nature, intended for the spicier type of interactions. Be mindful of your partners' boundaries! Change pronouns / etc. as needed, and feel free to combine the sentence prompts with the action and / or location prompts when sending if you want.

tw: strong sexual content , minors DO NOT interact with this meme at all!

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒

❝ I just want to look at you like this for a moment. ❞

❝ Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this? ❞

❝ Your heart is beating so fast. ❞

❝ Be gentle with me. Please. ❞

❝ I’ve never done this before. ❞

❝ I want to learn. Teach me. ❞

❝ Show me how to please you. ❞

❝ I want to give you everything tonight. ❞

❝ That feels so good ─ ❞

❝ Don’t stop ─ ❞

❝ You won’t break me. I promise. ❞

❝ I want your hands on me. ❞

❝ Make love to me. ❞

❝ I need you, your lips on my skin. I need you deep inside me. ❞

❝ Can’t you see what you do to me? ❞

❝ I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again. ❞

❝ There is no taste sweeter than yours. ❞

❝ Look at you, what a mess you are. ❞

❝ You’re doing so good for me. Keep going. ❞

❝ I’ll taste every part of you before the night has ended. ❞

❝ No one else can make me feel this way. ❞

❝ I am already yours. Now I want you to lay your claim. ❞

❝ Your body sings to me. ❞

❝ I know you’re close. Just let it go now. Give in to it. ❞

❝ I want to feel you come undone. ❞

❝ Shh. Quiet love. They’re going to hear you. ❞

❝ I want to feel your fire, even if it burns me. ❞

❝ You take me so well. ❞

❝ You look so beautiful like this. ❞

❝ I never knew I could feel this good. ❞

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 & 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘

❝ God whispers to us in our pleasures. ❞

❝ I’m going to fuck you until your legs shake. ❞

❝ Take me. I can’t bear this anymore, just take me. ❞

❝ You’re dripping already. ❞

❝ Good girl, take it all. ❞

❝ I’m going to fill you over and over again. ❞

❝ Harder, god, harder ─ ❞

❝ Did I say you could stop? ❞

❝ Show me how much you want it. ❞

❝ Give me your mouth. ❞

❝ Spread yourself for me. ❞

❝ I’m going to leave you aching in the morning. And then I’m going to take you again. ❞

❝ Louder. Don’t hold back on me. Let me hear your pleasure. ❞

❝ I want to hear my name on your lips and make you come. ❞

❝ Don’t come until I tell you to. ❞

❝ If you wanted soft and gentle, you’ve come to the wrong person. ❞

❝ I don’t want soft. I want to ache for you when you’re done. ❞

❝ I like the marks. They stay with me even when you must leave. ❞

❝ Use me. Fuck me. Do whatever you want, but god, please touch me. ❞

❝ They’ll all know your mine when they hear you screaming my name. ❞

❝ You need relief. I can give you that. ❞

❝ You’re not leaving this bed until I’m done with you. ❞

❝ I want to spend every night buried inside of you, pleasing you, fucking you. ❞

❝ I like it when you lose control, when I can feel how desperately you need me. ❞

❝ You’re my good girl, and my girl deserves the best of me. ❞

❝ Such a good boy, always eager to please. ❞

❝ You look like an angel; it’s only right that I fuck you until you see heaven. ❞

❝ Your body is my place of worship, and it’s time for me to say my prayers. ❞

❝ This is my favorite seat. ❞

❝ Watch me ride you. ❞

𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 & 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘

❝ Does he fuck you like this? ❞

❝ We shouldn’t be doing this. ❞

❝ I missed you beyond words. Every night I dreamt of you, of what it would be like to hold you again, and I’ll be damned if I let the chance slip through my fingers when you’re right here. ❞

❝ Why can’t I keep myself away from you? ❞

❝ This could be our last night together. I’m going to make it count. ❞

❝ Don’t bring emotions into this. This has always been about pleasure, nothing else. ❞

❝ We fuck. It doesn’t need to be more complicated than that. ❞

❝ I have no right to touch you, so why do you ask it of me when I know I am unworthy? ❞

❝ You should be mine. I don’t care what they say, you are mine. ❞

❝ You dare have the audacity to pretend like you’re not mine in front of them? We both know the truth; even now look how your body reacts to me. ❞

❝ Do you honestly think I could possibly want anyone else when this is what you do to me? ❞

❝ You’re mine. Only mine. ❞

❝ I want them to hear us. I want them to know you belong to me. ❞

❝ Claim me. Have me in a way that anyone who looks at me will see your passion written upon my skin. ❞

❝ You’re not mine. You could never be mine. Yet I want you anyway. I want you so badly that it burns me inside. ❞

❝ You’ve ruined me for all others. ❞

❝ I can’t stop myself from wanting you, no matter how much we both know we shouldn’t do this. ❞

❝ I don’t care if they see. Part of me wants them to. ❞

❝ You’re not good for me. So how can you make me feel something no one else can? ❞

❝ This is the last time, then never again. This has to stop. ❞

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

one muse gives the other oral

one muse rides the other

one muse grinds on the other

one muse takes the other from the front

one muse takes the other from behind

one muse takes the other anally

one muse holds the other down during rough sex

one muse pleasures the other with their hand

one muse sits on the other’s face

one muse controls the other’s movements by grabbing their hips

one muse ties up the other

one muse uses a toy on the other

our muses engage in edging or orgasm denial

one muse makes the other have multiple orgasms

our muses engage in sensory play (blindfolds, ice, etc.)

one muse shows the other a new position

one muse touches the other on the outside of their clothes

one muse dresses up to seduce the other

one muse undresses the other

one muse strips for the other

one muse (or both) pleasures themself for the other’s view

one muse leaves marks on the other

one muse watches the other have sex with a third party

our muses are being watched by a third party

our muses have a threesome

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

in a bed

on the floor

on a couch or chair

in a bath, shower, or pool

in a semi-public place

against a wall

on a table or counter

in the kitchen

outdoors

in a tent

on a rug in front of a fireplace

in a sacred place

in a stairwell

in a ruined building / castle

in a garden

by the ocean

in an inn / hotel

while traveling

in an office or conference room

in a dream