outofshadows | Shipping Meme

Welcome to the ToS Shipping Meme! The rules are simple.

1. Post your character/preferences.
2. Reply to other characters with one of the following scenarios
3. Ship it!

Remember, this is just a fun meme so you can ship things that would NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY in game. Yay for no in-character consequences to bad decisions.

SCENARIOS
1. Stupid Cupid Your characters stumble upon a room in the temple that is dedicated to Berkano, which is the rune of love and new beginnings. Think Midsummer Night's Dream. Your characters may be close friends, strangers, or sworn enemies. Whatever the case is, they are now suddenly and inexplicably in complete and total love. They may or may not be aware that this makes no sense, but they can't help themselves.

2. Some Like It Hot Forget love and new beginnings. Your characters have ACTUALLY stumbled upon a room in the temple that is dedicated to Kenaz, the rune of fire, passion, and sex. There's no stopping you, even if you tried. Luckily, the room is prepared for that, and comes equipped with a bed. Whether or not you guys make it that far across the room is another question.

3. I Can Hear The Bells Your characters are getting married. Maybe it's true love, maybe it's to get out of marrying Tristan, maybe you're being forced into it and this ship is a little dub-con, or maybe it's because you accidentally participated in some Nysgod ritual and weren't aware of its implications. Either way, the wedding is about to happen or just has. How do you feel about that?

4. I Don't Want To Go Your character has been determined to NOT be the one for Tristan. Whether or not they like it, they're being sent home. Do they choose to spend it with a close friend, with the one they love? Or maybe, do they decide to finally tell that person they've always had a crush on just how they feel? You only have one night left, what you do with it is up to you.

5. The First Time Your characters are interested in each other and it's time to do something about it. Either the first date, the first kiss, the first I love you....or some other significant first. Whatever it is, it's definitely time to take that step. So who's going to take the initiative?

6. The Morning After Your characters definitely went at it. Maybe it's the first time, maybe they're cheating on someone, maybe it was out of anger. Whatever the case, for some reason, it was significant and you're going to have to talk about it. Good morning, Starshine! The earth says it's time for some cuddling and/or awkward conversation.

7. Potpourri Have another idea? Pregnancy, proposal, accidental body contact, trapped together, caught in the rain, hurt/comfort, etc? Go for it! Make your own scenarios up and run with them.

NOTE: Feel free to throw any mirrors into play if you're interested!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The table trembled, the wood groaning in protest with them. "The tables going to bust." Wrapping his arms around her, Angel straightens. He carries her this way, speared on him, his arms cradling her. They don't have a good history with furniture.

Angel moves them to the bed and lays her down. He takes a second to just look at who he was with, a hand to gently move a piece of hair out of her face. Smiling coyly, he begins moving again, his hips rolling his length into her, just like they'd promised before the pants were lost.

She collapsed against the bed, staring up at him in surprise and shock at his sudden tenderness. Her hips rolled again, wanting to feel him moving continuously in her. She couldn't keep still. He was far too delicious, far to intense in movements and in his gaze. She needed him, maybe even repeatedly.

He rose to his knees, strong hands lifting her hips to his so he could scoot forward a little. Angel's hands run down her length to her knees then up the insides of her thighs, spreading her a little wider. Getting a good grip, he starts thrusting again, maintaining that deep steady rhythm. His head rolls back as he purrs, his face shifting to what he really was.

At the sight of his face, her visage descended to its normal state. She grinned, her teeth peeking out from under her lip. With a growl, she rose up and bit him on the shoulder. Her hips undulated against him, frantic with the taste of blood in her mouth. Her nails still digging into his back.

His hands automatically help support her weight up, eagerly helping them together. When she bites him, his eyes roll back in his head and he swivels to bury his teeth in her neck, his hips kicking it up a gear and pound in to match her pace. One good draw and swallow and it's too much for him, his orgasm rocking through him as he held onto her like a dying man.

She groaned loudly against his shoulder, blood spilling over her lips, trailing down their naked chests. Her body releasing and plummeting in orgasm. Her face shifted back, blood still over her face as her breath came rapidly.

Angel slipped his 'normal' face back on and rocked with her until her body had calmed, his own breath coming in shuddering draws of quieting control. After a moment, he shifts out of her and drags her backwards to straddle his spread knees. Flecks of red swarm in his vision as the euphoria slips away to the dull roar of his buzzing nerves, his tongue laps out to clean what little mess he made on her neck.

She shivered against his cool tongue, her body sore and humming with afterglow. She chuckled, stroking his hair as he licked away the blood. "Funny, I figured we were going to be here one day or another." She chuckled, tracing the line on his neck, lingering on the bite.

How did he not notice how she smelled? Angel's voice is languid and husky. "Why's that?" Angel unfortunately didn't get to think about that often.

"Oh come on," she chuckled, licking a spot of blood from his neck. "We are two hot vampires. How could we not? It's a duty to society."

"Nope." He turns and stretches out on the bed. He grins at her, one of those rare bright smiles that lit up his face. "I blame it on a centuries worth of sexual tension."

"You need to have a bit more fun. Brooding is all well and good, but there is nothing wrong with getting someone equally or more hot in bed. Especially other vampires. You might enjoy being around some of your own kind again."

"None of my kind particularly care for me." He's to buried in history. "But I haven't been here that long. Maybe this place will change that."

"Welcome to the club. We're vampires. We don't like any of us."

"Fair enough."

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