#prompt seduction

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your otp like this~

[femmefatalevibe]

Femme Fatale Playbook: Questions To Ask When Evaluating Your Relationships

Whether it's a friendship, colleague or professional relationship, romantic/sexual relationship, one with a family member, mentors, or with yourself. Here are some questions to ponder when trying to evaluate someone's true character and intentions. Consider the following if you think someone is trying to deceive, manipulate, love bomb, or blindside you in any way.

Do they live with integrity? Not the "I'll start tomorrow" type of integrity, but do they live in alignment with their general life philosophy, opinions, and values?

Do they take accountability for their actions, behaviors, and mistakes? Listen to whether they acknowledge their role in how a situation played out automatically when recounting a story to you. Even when another person is at fault, do they see the situation objectively? Do they play the blame game to make themselves appear like the innocent victim at all times or try to see how their actions may have consequences for others?

When you share your successes with them, is there immediate action to double down on making you feel good or do they automatically claim your win by telling them how it makes them feel or feel about you?

When you make a mistake or share a failure with them, do they seek to understand/offer support, try to distance themselves from your claim/actions, or provide unsolicited advice?

When offering criticism, do they judge your behaviors, attitude, and actions, or do they immediately start evaluating your character?

Do they engage in conversations to win or understand?

Do they make assumptions about your or your perceptions before hearing what you have to say about a particular situation? Do they ask or assume how you're feeling?

In a conflict, do they initiate a conversation by opening a dialogue or immediately jump to criticize you? Do they speak about an issue with you first directly, or do they try to get others on your side behind your back before confronting you?

Are they loyal to you, or do you believe they can "switch sides" at any time? A friend to all is a friend to none.

Do they seek connection or perceive you as a source of consistent attention? Do they ask you how you are or go on endless monologues about themselves/their struggles? When speaking about yourself to them, do they ask questions and seem curious or act dismissive in an attempt to redirect the conversation back to themselves?

Do they put effort into acknowledging your needs, interests, or preferences? Do they do favors or nice things for you that don't necessarily benefit them or relate to their interests, purely because they know you would enjoy it, without having to ask once they know you well?

Do they respect your boundaries? Do they react with understanding and compassion or rage and condescension if they cross them?

Do you feel supported or like you're nagging when expressing your needs to them? Do they value your input or say they do yet dismiss your needs through their actions?

Do they more often say or show that they're a good person? The more someone needs to validate their character, the less likely they've confronted the truth about themselves.

[madmanwonder]

Prompt

Fusion Slavery: Combat Slave & Gladiator Slave AU

When Weiss and Blake offer Jaune to train in different ways from Pyrrha.he accepts since he does want to learn new things. Problem is that what they plan on doing with him... it is less training and more working together to win him over from the others. To the point that after the three leave the gym hours later... the two girls putting back on their gym clothes definitely implied something happened there. Especially with how they tease their master.

(2-Koma) (Seduction) (Implied Sex)

When he Weiss and Blake told him that they were going to teach him a new combat technique. He was excited about the new technique from the ex-heiress and former White Fang agent who were skilled and experienced in combat which made him eager in learning from them.

But…

“You are going to learn some grappling techniques, Master~” Weiss said with a smile as she eyed him.

“A lesson you are going to need in the future with certain opponents in mind.” Blake said cat-like smile as she placed her hand on her broad hips.

“…”

X-xx-X

“Do you heard that?” Ying asked her younger sister who was walking with her.

“Hear what Sis?” Yang asked looking at her carbon copy with a curious expression.

“The sound of flesh hitting flesh and…moaning?” Ying said with a bewildered expression.

[therealmofamorus]

(Prompt, Original Male Stud Crossover) Jaune is ready to participate in No Nut November, but Erza and Lucy aren't. So while he goes to a bar, both girls try to make him give in. Hardest thing that he has to deal with. (Seduce, No Nut November)

Jaune Arc was all ready to participate in No Nut November, ready to win this challenge and prove he was a man of great control and not been seen as little more than a uncontrollable sex hound who could only think of sex...

Unfortunate for him, a certain pair didn't take him taking the NNN quite well.

"You and I know that you cannot resist me~" Erza said to Jaune in a firm, seductive voice as she leaned over and pour him a drink, letting his dark azure eyes stare at her huge breasts barely hidden by the top.

"...instead. How about you just give up on this dumb NNN challenge and ravage us like a savage beast, Jaune-Kun~" Lucy giggled as she seductively use her slim, curvy body dress in a skimpy belly dancer outfit that show off her huge breasts and majestic curves of her hourglass figure.

[spicycinnabun]

Magic Charm ✨

Prompt: Charm 🦇 WC: 548 🦇 Rated: T 🦇 For @steddiemicrofic 🦇 Co-written with the awesome @batty4steddie 💕

“Harringking!” Eddie tripped over the rug in front of the couch and his own feet and fell onto Steve. It wasn’t the smooth entrance he’d planned, but it worked in his favor because he was now sitting in Steve’s lap. Giving him a charismatic, drunken smile after he straightened himself out, Eddie said, “Your majesty, might I interest you in a magic charm? And before you correct me, I say charm instead of trick because it will charm you right into my bed. Probably. Maybe.”

He glanced at Chrissy, his moral support who was entirely against this plan and who was in the corner of the room with one of the other cheerleaders, eyes wide and cheeks bulging with laughter as she mouthed, “Eddie, no!”

“There is a slight chance,” Eddie amended, “that it will charm your pants off.” Steve was startled, to say the least. One second, he was being beckoned, and the next, Eddie Munson’s bony ass had landed in his lap. He was sitting next to the prettiest girl that had graced his party. He hadn’t caught her name yet and he was about to work his own charm to get her in his lap, but the crash of a big, drunk, goofy puppy had scared her away. Goddamn it. 

Steve looked at Eddie, completely unamused. His eyebrows rose as Eddie continued. “Are you hitting on me?” He had to ask the most obvious question. “How would I end up in your bed if we’re at my house?”

Magic charm, Steve’s ass. 

Now, most people would have been deterred by an expression like that. But Eddie, nearly sloshed and chock full of liquid courage as he was, only took it as a sign to try harder.

 “Excellent questions, excellent questions. Yes, I am absolutely hitting on you, and luckily, I have my trusty steed sitting right outside, waiting to whisk you away.” 

It was time for the charm. Eddie took his hand out of his pocket, revealing a match pinched between his fingers with a surprise hidden in the palm of his hand, unseen. In his other pocket was the matchbox. He brought it out and struck the match against it, congratulating himself for not fumbling it with his tipsy hands. 

Glancing at Steve over the flickering flame, Eddie blew it out gently and, at the same time, released the trigger with his middle finger. A red rose popped up where the match had been. Usually, the roses were cheap plastic, but Eddie had bought a real one. 

He plucked it and held it out to Steve. “Almost as beautiful as your eyes.” Steve looked past Eddie to see if anyone else was paying attention to them. They weren’t, so he was in a bit of disbelief that this wasn’t a joke. That was when he caught Chrissy’s eyes. She mouthed, “Be nice. He likes you.” 

Steve turned his attention back to Eddie just in time for the match to go out. He realized it wasn’t just some silly trick when a real rose was revealed. His cheeks burned as red as the rose after Eddie complimented his eyes. Steve took it from Eddie and tucked it behind his ear. “Okay, you can show me your steed.”

Eddie clambered up and offered Steve his hand. 

[ariadne-mouse]

Silly writing prompt: Asmodeus trying to be hot af in front of Zerxus, in any context you prefer.

"Trying" is the operative word - redux on the canon scene from EXU: Calamity. Asmodeus rolls to seduce, but Zerxus is rolling perpetual Nat 20s on actual parental mode

[humberg]

'That the biochip?'

[sporkberries]

i think bb and kaz should go to a casino while meeting with a client or something and kaz should repeatedly try to convince bb to kiss his dice before he rolls them and bb shuts him down everytime

[wwdits-kink-meme]

guillermo and nandor (established relationship) have the house to themselves for a couple of nights and are excited to finally have time and space for uninterrupted lovemaking. However, at the beginning of the first night, they get into a fight over something stupid, and in their anger they decide that they will absolutely not be having sex this weekend. They soon forget what they were even fighting about though, and they’re both terribly horny and were really looking forward to a sex marathon, BUT they’re both way too proud to be the one to give in and ask for it. Cue a passive-aggressive game of both of them trying every seductive trick in the book to try to get the other to break and admit they want to fuck. Up to you how much of it ends up failing hilariously and how much ends up being extremely hot. Also up to you who breaks first. Of course, they end up having some unhinged, explosive, sloppy sex at the end once they’ve gotten each other worked up enough. Bonus points for switching!

-

[siren-energy]

Posted on Pinterest by imag0dei 🩵

[ravencincaide-words]

The art of seduction

For those who want a challenge/prompts during the month of love that lasts longer than a day and that is general enough for a broad variety of settings and pairs!

Rules: Do as many or as little as you would like. Keep it as SFW or as NSFW as you’d like.

Tag it as Art of Seduction and I'd love to check out what you do/did with these prompts.  And have fun!

[bellemorte180]

Victorian Vampire Klaus and innocent Caroline.

I channeled Dracula with this and it got kind of ...dark.

She was meant to be pure, to hold onto her virtue until the night of her wedding. It was only hours away now. She had been dreading it if she had been honest with herself, not wanting to spend the rest of her life with Stefan. Caroline had thought that her life was going to be nothing but misery but then the dreams started.

At first she thought she was going mad. The sinful acts her mind created had come out of nowhere, things she did not know existed were being done to her each night she slept. Then she would wake, marks left upon her body and sweat causing her nightgown to cling to her body. After the first week, she started seeing him in the crowds of London. He was always there, Klaus, at theaters, dinners and balls, she saw him. He would call her name in the darkness like the whisper of a lover. 

And then he knocked on her window the night before she was to marry another.

“I’m getting married tomorrow.” Caroline whispered as his lips were on her neck. Her head rolled against her pillow, the warmth of his body covering her. She should have pushed him off, scream for help but she didn’t. This wasn’t a dream, it was real and she could feel him. Klaus’s lips were torture, his teeth nipping lightly at her skin as his hands ran over her nightgown covered body. 

“No. I don’t think you are.” Klaus countered, chuckling as he pulled away. Caroline whimpered, not liking the cold and wanting to pull him close again, but he sat back on his knees. “You’re mine.” He pushed the strap of her gown off her shoulder. The tips of his finger traced her collar bone, dipping into her cleavage. “Night after night I would come to you, seducing you, claiming you. You do not belong to him.” 

Klaus gripped her gown in his hands and pulled it off her, not caring that it tore right down the middle, and tossed it onto the ground. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply, Caroline moaning into the kiss. His lips created a trail down the side of her neck, and into the valley of her breasts. He left pebbled kisses on each, lingering just long enough to nip at her erect nipple and create a delicious moan from her. He moved further south, placing kisses on her stomach as his hands rested on her knees, spreading her legs wider for him. 

Caroline looked down at her body, watching as he smirked and as he peered up at her. The devil was in his grin, and the sight only made her desire him more. Klaus placed a kiss on the inside of her thigh, biting her just enough to cause a small trail of blood to coat her creamy skin. Klaus licked it, causing the wound to burn just enough for Caroline to whimper. 

“Please.” She begged, not sure exactly what it was she was begging for. Memories of her dreams came in snipits but they were nothing like this. This was real, it was happening and Caroline wanted nothing more. As though Klaus knew what it was she was craving, he took pity on her. With a long lick, Klaus placed his mouth on her cunt and began to suck. “Oh sweet hell!” 

Klaus ate at her clit, showing her no mercy as she brought her to a new height. His fingers traced her entrance, pushing their way inside her and slowly fucking her. Caroline could not help the volume at which she begged and pleaded with him but she had a feeling that no one could hear her no matter how loud she screamed. She could feel herself building, searching for a release that she had only ever dreamed about. Then when it hit, Caroline had never felt anything so pleasurable. She screamed his name, arching off the bed and tossing her head backwards. 

Not allowing her a moment of rest, Klaus pulled his fingers from her cunt and undressed in an inhuman speed. He was over her again, spreading her legs out further so he could settle between them. He aligned himself with her entrance and pushed inside in one movement, taking the last bit of innocence he hadn’t already stripped from her since the moment he laid eyes on her. She was meant to be his bride.

He was not gentle as he fucked her. With each thrust he was hard and punishing, the hint of pain mingled with pleasure. It did not matter. Caroline held onto him, lost in the sensation and feeling of him. She did not care that the bed was hitting the wall or the mattress was squeaking loudly. She continued to scream his name, plead with him and search for her release again. 

When she peered up at him, running her hands through his blonde curls, she noticed that his face had changed. His eyes grew gold and black veins appeared under his eyes. His teeth grew sharp and long. She didn’t care. She didn’t care that he gripped her hair and tilted her head to the side. The piercing pain in her neck as he bit her, blood trailing down her body, only heightened the pleasure. Caroline’s final moments were crying out his name and a release sending her into a blackout as he sucked the blood from her body. 

That was how she was found the next morning, her mangled corpse laying in her white sheets that were covered in blood, sweat and semen. Three days later she woke up in a small space in a black dress she did not know. It was dark and the only thing she could hear was the sound of stone against stone. The lid of her crypt was pushed off in a single swoop and Klaus appeared above her, holding out his hand and welcoming her into eternal darkness.

[mystic-novella]

cw: suggestive

“You know for someone with such a handsome face, it really is a shame you frown so much.”

Hero feels a sudden warmth spread to their cheeks and the tip of their ears. They glance up to see a sweet, yet poisonous smile on the villain’s face. It was so strange how one moment they were throwing fists and shouting insults at eachother only to end up in a compromised position like this.

They couldn’t have predicted Villain climbing on top of them in the middle of their fight like this, but it was obvious at this point it was a rather clever technique to distract them. Gears started turning in their head, and they weren’t sure how to react as their nemesis cupped their cheek with a feather-light touch and a piercing look in their eye. It was enough to give them a fluttery feeling in their stomach, one they wished wasn’t as pleasant as they liked to admit.

The hero despised how alluring his expression was, as they leaned closer with parted lips. Only Hero understood the consequences of sharing a kiss with the devil, yet they didn’t move away.

“I- I…What?” They asked while stumbling over their words, unable to fully process Villain’s comment.

“As a matter of fact, I quite enjoy you when you’re like this,” The villain chuckled heartily as they held the other’s chin. “so vulnerable and speechless…it’s honestly rather adorable. More entertaining than when you try to act all tough.~”

“Shut up.” The hero grunts, attempting to retrieve their anger from earlier but not nearly as convincing as before. “You’ve tried this a thousand times, it’s still not gonna work on me.”

The villain simply pouts as they trail a finger up the crimefighter’s chest, noticing their breath hitch. “How disappointing…Though I suppose you have been the stubborn type, hm? Never the type to be honest with your feelings.”

Hero scoffed, lightly shoving the Villain away from them. “And why the hell would that matter to you?” They growled, only for their charming opponent to respond with a toothy grin. The villain gazed at them intensely, tracing a finger across their cheek which slowly turned scarlet.

“Because…I notice how you put a front around the public. Your fans. Your colleagues. Your so-called “friends”. You have a reputation to uphold, so naturally you put up that stoic facade around the people that rely on you.” The villain spoke in a hushed, velvety tone as they casually wrapped their arms around hero’s shoulders. “Well…all except for me.”

Hero’s eyes widened and they attempted to stare at anything else in the room to escape Villain’s alluring presence and the skin-tight leather touching their skin. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“There’s no need to lie to me puppy.”

Their honeyed voice along with the sudden pet name nearly flooded the hero’s senses, almost enough for them to listen to any of the villain’s commands.

“Don’t you want to be free…? I know you must be so tired of hiding. So, why not let yourself go, hm~?”

It didn’t take long for their enemy to brush their lips against theirs, soon giving the hero the night of freedom they had always desired.

[madmanwonder]

Prompt

Crossover Fusion: Law And Crime: Police Officer & Thief AU

When JNPR Thieves comes to the museum to get some art... Seras is ready to deal with them. All of them... except Jaune who uses this opportunity to distract her with his magic. In fact he wants them to make out in the broom closet while his teammates are taking the art away. Seras shouldn't... but can she truly say no to Jaune when he continues to pull at her heartstrings like that?

(2-Koma) (Flirting) (Make Out) (Moral Degradation)

"Freeze dirtbag!" Jaune smiled under his mask as he turned around to look at the drop-dead gorgerous vampire girl who was aiming her giant rifle at him, glowing red eyes set in a stern glare. "Put your hands in the air or face the firm hand of justice-"

"You look beautiful under the moonlight, My Seras~"

X-xx-X

"MMmm~!" Seras moaned into the lips of Jaune Arc, leader of thieving group "Team JNPR (Juniper)", her hands on his firm chiseled chest, his large, powerful and flexible hands on her wide child-bearing hips.

She knew that Mr.Arc was distracting her while the rest of his team was stealing away the priceless arts in the museum...but she cannot bring herself to care or stop them.

[therealmofamorus]

Prompt

Original Male Stud Clone AU

When Nobara interrupts Jaune with the "triplets" she acts nonchalant with the other three ladies since they don't matter. But for Jaune she shows that she is definitely interested in him. She considers herself above the three bimbos and tries to get to Jaune. The other three... aren't happy about that.

(Seduction)

“Wassup girls.” Nobara greeted the triplets with a confident smile as she looked at the triplets who while attractive in their right was not important to her.

He on the other hand…

“And hello Mr.Tall, Blonde and Cute~” Nobara flirted shamelessly as she coyly leaned forward to the blonde hunk letting him see her slender hourglass body in her thin white shirt and short brown skirt hugging her wide childbearing hips.

Flushing red, the hapless blonde was unable to resist the wilies of the gorgeous and charming young woman much to the ire of the Ying-Yang-Yo triplets.

[inkygemuwu]

Hero: “Are you trying to seduce me?”

Villain: “Why, are you seducible?”

— Prompt written by @amberss.

──────⊱◈◈◈⊰──────

“Are you trying to seduce me?”

“Why, are you seducible?” the villain smirked.

The hero’s face flashed, flustered, at the villain’s response. They didn’t expect them to answer in such a way. At least not like that.

This wasn’t the first time the villain tried to seduce them. They’d tried it before, several times, and yet it never ceased.

The little compliments and the eandearing nicknames were the start of it all. It was just flirting at the beginning, but then graduated to something bigger, this.

The villain advanced closer, and the hero instinctively took a few steps back, alarmed, heart hammering.

“Isn’t it obvious?” the villain mused, and raised a sensuous brow.

All of a sudden the hero’s mouth felt dry, unable to speak. They took another step back, just for the villain to mimick the gesture.

The both of them kept on, until the hero’s back hit the wall.

The villain stood in front of them, tall and beautiful and generally deadly. They rested both hands on either side of the hero’s head, blocking them any possible paths of escape.

The sight before the hero’s eyes was dazzling, like looking at the sun. Too big, too bright.

“You look lovely, blushing like that.” the villain purred, cupping the hero’s burning cheek oh so gently. “It makes me wonder, really, how exquisite you’d look like as a disheveled and hot mess on my bed.” their eyes became half-lidded, dark and rich with a glint of pure admiration.

The hero flinched at the caress of the villain’s smooth hand. Soft, yet hypnotising. A deeper shade of red crept upon their features.

The villain never failed to make the hero’s stomach pool with heat.

“You wouldn’t even get the chance.” the hero choked, breath hitching.

Their stomach lurked again with the same sting of hots when they heard the villain’s amused giggle. “Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure, dear.” the villain crooned, gaze voluptuous. “I don’t need to take you by force. I can make you give yourself to me.”

“Persuasive are we?”

“Perhaps.” the villain said, “Perhaps not. It’s your choice. You’re responsible for your own actions anyway.”

The hero glared at them, at their audacity. How could they say something like that while they were clearly messing with the hero’s mind?

“You’re the one who’s enticing me!”

“And you like it,” the villain replied, tilting their head attractively, “don’t you, darling?”

The hero snarled, but they did like it, and they hated themselves for that. They hated themselves for being so predictable and unable to even pretend they weren’t affected by the villain’s temptation skills.

The hero suddenly gasped at the villain’s hand snaking up their arm and to their hair, gingerly stroking it. “Touchy touchy.” they chuckled, charmingly so.

“S–stop. God damn it– stop!” the hero rasped.

“Now now, little hero, don’t be so rude. Aggression doesn’t suit you.”

The hero tried to snarl, to show as much ferocity they could master, but it only made the villain laugh.

They felt small, ridiculous, ashamed. As if they were nothing but a small toy to play with and discard when not needed anymore. It wasn’t fair. This wasn’t fair. The villain wasn’t fair.

The villain let out a yelp of pain at the harsh kick they received to their stomach.

The hero fled. They decided that they’d make sure to be prepared next time they meet the villain.

Not a prompt.