the back together meme a smut/intimacy reunion theme
The premise of the meme is simple. Two characters, lovers, have been separated for a time. How long is up to you, as is the reason for the separation. Was it unwilling - an imprisonment, a required journey - or because of a choice one of the characters made? The reason may, of course, color the reunion, and somebody may be pretty miffed, with good reason. Still, the theme is the same: intimacy after being apart.
This meme is mostly geared towards being a smut meme, but nobody will judge you for just doing so heavy fluff.
[Roman's teeth bit at his plush bottom lip, those intense greens staring down at the face of the boy that had left him behind. Chance meeting. Happenstance. Fate. Whatever the fuck you wanted to call it, all Roman knew was that it fucking hurt like a bitch. He reached out a hand, fingers digging harsh into one of the other boy's shoulders, as much to make sure that he was real, as to make it so he couldn't run. Not again. There was a strength and a faint chill in his slender hands that hadn't been there when Peter had left him. Everything had changed.
Roman was less on solid ground these days. Seeing things in the corners of his eyes, the cravings that he was fighting to control, even as they made his insides twist with every heartbeat and racing pulse. His own heart beat slow, though it raced at the sight before him. That heady cocktail of hurt and want and pain and so many feelings he'd pretended he didn't have in the months long gone.]
What the fuck.
[It wasn't eloquent, but it was the only words he could manage. He wanted to kiss him, he wanted to hurt him, he just wanted, like he always had. If anything, those old desires were just sharper now.]
[Peter had known that something big was going to happen today. He'd felt it in his balls, and right now his Swadhisthana was telling him to fucking run.
Leaving Hemlock Grove had been necessary. He'd allowed himself to be caged by the feelings of other people, had almost been happy to settle down and pretend like he was meant to stay. Running was what he did, and he had run, from his own agony and the love of anyone who carried the fucking Godfrey name.
It was obvious that Roman had...evolved. The power radiated off of him like a choking heat, and Peter wouldn't dare to look into his eyes. He was like the fucking Medusa, beautiful and deadly with a gaze that threatened to turn him into Godfrey steel.]
It's over, Roman. Forget me. I'm a fucking ghost.
[Adrenaline bubbled up in his veins, and he silently cursed the long fingers that dug into his skin, keeping him from evaporating back into nothingness and nowhere. Roman Godfrey was as toxic as the smog his father had pumped into the town's air, and Peter was lethally dosed with the venom that fogged the brain with confusion and desire. It was too late to leave, and he knew it.]
Fuck you. You think you can just run? You think I'll let you walk away from me again? Fuck.
[He was hurt, and his fingers tighten a little where he's holding onto him, as if he's afraid that despite those words that Peter might just try it anyway. He wasn't a ghost. He was real and warm under his fingers, and Roman could hear his heartbeat, the rush of blood in his veins. It made him want, hotter and sharper.]
You don't get to decide when it's over. Fuck you. Fucking gypsy shit.
[The insult was bitter, but not really what he meant. It was just easier, easier than the indecision and the hurt and the heartbreak twice over. Easier than crying on the floor of that empty trailer, needing Peter so badly, and only his mother there to pick him up and drag him back home. It wasn't the last time it happened. Knowing better, but still hoping that he'd come back, looking into the mirror and craving... something. A lifeline.]
Do you even know what you did to me? Fucking look at me!
[In Roman's head, what he'd become was somehow Peter's fault. If he'd been there, if he hadn't left, this wouldn't have happened. He didn't want to be like this, which was maybe the most tragic part of all.]
You did this to yourself. It's the only way it could have happened.
[Roman's words were harsh, but Peter knew their origin. He'd gotten the distinct notion that Olivia hated his family and people, and it was easy to blame the gypsies for all of one's problems. Maybe Roman wouldn't have killed himself right away if Peter had stayed, but he knew that Olivia would've gotten to him eventually.
Baby boy's gotta grow up someday.]
I needed to get away from that town, it smelled like death and decay all the time. I told you to go, too, from your name and your legacy, but you didn't listen. You just had to be the fucking warrior, and now you are. A fucking killing machine.
[Okay, so maybe a week long business trip to Sina wasn't a huge deal in itself. Absences weren't exactly uncommon, sometimes the reason behind said absences were never really revealed. Sometimes it was even Petra who was called away when a softer touch was needed. But it had to happen right after that fight, after they had (kinda) made up, but before she had the chance to come by his room again. It again was something Petra should have known to expect--when did things really go their way to begin with?
So when Levi returns, Petra doesn't waste much time being ensuring that she got to visit with him ASAP. She's certainly hadn't wasted much time in getting in his bed, fumbling with the buckles of his gear and tugging at his cravat between kisses.]
[ It's a surprise really. After all people said and did a lot of things they never intended to when they were drunk or tipsy and Petra had definitely been one of those when they "made up" as it were. As well as that she had still definitely been out of sorts and upset about things, so he could be forgiven for wondering whether or not she would ever really return to him like this. So in short, it was definitely a surprise to find her coming to his room more or less right after he had returned. ]
Did you really? [ His low voice almost comes out like a purr of contentment between their kisses as he reaches to slide his hands down over her ass. The truth was that he missed her too. It had been a tedious trip and the kind Levi never enjoyed... Having to "behave himself and watch his language"... Or try to anyway. Petra's visit couldn't really have come at a better time. Except for one thing. ] I was about to take a bath. [ The ride back had been long and he probably still smelled of the journey a bit. Not bad by any means but enough to bother her OCD ridden captain. ] Come with me? [ Perhaps it was too intimate...But they had showered together before (of course with sexual consequences) and the simple truth was that Levi wanted her close. ]
[Levi gets a pinch for that comment--she wouldn't say that unless she meant it. Of course, there was still plenty of stuff that hadn't been settled between them, but Petra's willing to ignore that for the time being. So long as she kept her temper, it shouldn't interfere with anything as far as she was concerned.
His suggestion catches her off guard, and she does take a moment to consider. But she nods, undoing the knot of his cravat and slowly pulling it off.] If you can't wait, I'll go with you.
[It'd take some time for the water to heat and the tub to fill up. She could have her way with him in the meanwhile.]
[ Levi is thinking along the exact same lines as her as he sits upright to help her remove the last of his gear. ] The water will take a while...
[ He could at least head to the adjoining bathroom to start filling the tub and then return to her and the bed for what would probably be round one... Well, if he got any of his way beyond just the bath it would be, he'd leave the exact nature of it up to her though. Perhaps he's a little tired and fed up from the trip which oddly seemed to drain him far more than any expedition outside of the walls sometimes, but this evening he's a little more willing to let Petra have things her way. Maybe he'd even learned something from the corset incident after all. He kisses her again, taking a moment to unbutton and shrug off his shirt before getting to his feet. ] Wait here. [ With that he disappears into his bathroom for a little while. ]
Make sure it's hot! [Actually, Petra didn't like searing hot baths, but it was an excuse to linger a bit longer before actually getting in the tub. After all, Petra wasn't quite dirty. Might as well get a little sweaty before getting in the tub.
While he's busy in the bathroom, Petra will take advantage of his absence and start to undress herself. No point in wasting time, after all. To help ward off any chill, she'll take his shirt and wrap it over her shoulder. Maybe it's a little smellier than usual, but it's his smell, and it's quite the nice one.]
[ He likes her in his shirt, that's what he decides when he comes back, especially when there happened to be nothing else underneath it. For once it was fortunate that the taps in this place were so annoyingly slow, just in case they were a while with this...
He sits himself back down on the edge of the bed, making quick work of any remaining clothing on his lower half. When he moves close to her again he's leaning over her, kissing her and then pulling away to apparently admire her body for a moment, with no ounce of shame as usual. ] ...You can leave that on if you like.
Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | M/M
Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier | MCU - post WS | M/M
Peter Rumancek | Hemlock Grove | M/M
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peter never shaved his head it was just a really bad dream okay
Roman was less on solid ground these days. Seeing things in the corners of his eyes, the cravings that he was fighting to control, even as they made his insides twist with every heartbeat and racing pulse. His own heart beat slow, though it raced at the sight before him. That heady cocktail of hurt and want and pain and so many feelings he'd pretended he didn't have in the months long gone.]
What the fuck.
[It wasn't eloquent, but it was the only words he could manage. He wanted to kiss him, he wanted to hurt him, he just wanted, like he always had. If anything, those old desires were just sharper now.]
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Leaving Hemlock Grove had been necessary. He'd allowed himself to be caged by the feelings of other people, had almost been happy to settle down and pretend like he was meant to stay. Running was what he did, and he had run, from his own agony and the love of anyone who carried the fucking Godfrey name.
It was obvious that Roman had...evolved. The power radiated off of him like a choking heat, and Peter wouldn't dare to look into his eyes. He was like the fucking Medusa, beautiful and deadly with a gaze that threatened to turn him into Godfrey steel.]
It's over, Roman. Forget me. I'm a fucking ghost.
[Adrenaline bubbled up in his veins, and he silently cursed the long fingers that dug into his skin, keeping him from evaporating back into nothingness and nowhere. Roman Godfrey was as toxic as the smog his father had pumped into the town's air, and Peter was lethally dosed with the venom that fogged the brain with confusion and desire. It was too late to leave, and he knew it.]
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[He was hurt, and his fingers tighten a little where he's holding onto him, as if he's afraid that despite those words that Peter might just try it anyway. He wasn't a ghost. He was real and warm under his fingers, and Roman could hear his heartbeat, the rush of blood in his veins. It made him want, hotter and sharper.]
You don't get to decide when it's over. Fuck you. Fucking gypsy shit.
[The insult was bitter, but not really what he meant. It was just easier, easier than the indecision and the hurt and the heartbreak twice over. Easier than crying on the floor of that empty trailer, needing Peter so badly, and only his mother there to pick him up and drag him back home. It wasn't the last time it happened. Knowing better, but still hoping that he'd come back, looking into the mirror and craving... something. A lifeline.]
Do you even know what you did to me? Fucking look at me!
[In Roman's head, what he'd become was somehow Peter's fault. If he'd been there, if he hadn't left, this wouldn't have happened. He didn't want to be like this, which was maybe the most tragic part of all.]
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[Roman's words were harsh, but Peter knew their origin. He'd gotten the distinct notion that Olivia hated his family and people, and it was easy to blame the gypsies for all of one's problems. Maybe Roman wouldn't have killed himself right away if Peter had stayed, but he knew that Olivia would've gotten to him eventually.
Baby boy's gotta grow up someday.]
I needed to get away from that town, it smelled like death and decay all the time. I told you to go, too, from your name and your legacy, but you didn't listen. You just had to be the fucking warrior, and now you are. A fucking killing machine.
Sorry for the delay, I kind of dropped everything to watch s2 :3
i've been putting it off ever since i heard there was a love triangle. any good?
honestly? no. there are a couple interesting parts but mostly it was actually worse than I feared :/
that's a shame. :/
there's some interesting moments, but overall.....
Sansa Stark | asoiaf | F/M
Harry Osborn | Amazing Spiderman 2
Tobias Eaton [Four] | Divergent | M/M
Leo Fitz | Agents of SHIELD
Levi | SNK | ota
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So when Levi returns, Petra doesn't waste much time being ensuring that she got to visit with him ASAP. She's certainly hadn't wasted much time in getting in his bed, fumbling with the buckles of his gear and tugging at his cravat between kisses.]
Missed you, you know.
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Did you really? [ His low voice almost comes out like a purr of contentment between their kisses as he reaches to slide his hands down over her ass. The truth was that he missed her too. It had been a tedious trip and the kind Levi never enjoyed... Having to "behave himself and watch his language"... Or try to anyway. Petra's visit couldn't really have come at a better time. Except for one thing. ] I was about to take a bath. [ The ride back had been long and he probably still smelled of the journey a bit. Not bad by any means but enough to bother her OCD ridden captain. ] Come with me? [ Perhaps it was too intimate...But they had showered together before (of course with sexual consequences) and the simple truth was that Levi wanted her close. ]
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His suggestion catches her off guard, and she does take a moment to consider. But she nods, undoing the knot of his cravat and slowly pulling it off.] If you can't wait, I'll go with you.
[It'd take some time for the water to heat and the tub to fill up. She could have her way with him in the meanwhile.]
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[ He could at least head to the adjoining bathroom to start filling the tub and then return to her and the bed for what would probably be round one... Well, if he got any of his way beyond just the bath it would be, he'd leave the exact nature of it up to her though. Perhaps he's a little tired and fed up from the trip which oddly seemed to drain him far more than any expedition outside of the walls sometimes, but this evening he's a little more willing to let Petra have things her way. Maybe he'd even learned something from the corset incident after all. He kisses her again, taking a moment to unbutton and shrug off his shirt before getting to his feet. ] Wait here. [ With that he disappears into his bathroom for a little while. ]
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While he's busy in the bathroom, Petra will take advantage of his absence and start to undress herself. No point in wasting time, after all. To help ward off any chill, she'll take his shirt and wrap it over her shoulder. Maybe it's a little smellier than usual, but it's his smell, and it's quite the nice one.]
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He sits himself back down on the edge of the bed, making quick work of any remaining clothing on his lower half. When he moves close to her again he's leaning over her, kissing her and then pulling away to apparently admire her body for a moment, with no ounce of shame as usual. ] ...You can leave that on if you like.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YeawPUpTHJA heh
lol what are you trying to imply B|
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Portugal | Nyotalia | ota
Mikono Suzushiro | Aquarion EVOL | F/M
Kagura Demuri | Aquarion EVOL | M/F
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Jen Walters/She-Hulk - Marvel - OTA