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!

[ I totally stole the source code off the old one, so ALLLLLL credit goes to the mods.]

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Bert had to laugh.

"Nah, this was hundreds of years a'fore I was born. We still had the fires and we danced, aye, but with our clothes on, and we spilled wine instead of our seed. Civilization washes the sex out of religion." He tugged Kurt's denims down, to give him better access. He enjoyed this sort of sex - friendly and relaxed. And it had been a long time since he'd touched a man, at least as far as he was concerned. It was good. He could never imagine a life without a woman's touch, but he did enjoy the feel of a man.

It was hard to tell in this place when people were from. He found himself pressing into Bert's hand as he was touched. He shifts his hips to accommodate his jeans being moved. He wasn't sure if Bert wanted him touching his body yet or not. He seemed okay with Kurt not having the best grasp on what he was supposed to be doing. Kurt braved asking, "Do you want me to put my hands on you too?"

"If you'd like to. No obligation." Sex shouldn't be like that, some sort of transaction where you did to another just because they'd done to you. He rolled over onto his knees, to drag Kurt's pants off proper. And to get rid of his own - it was starting to grow uncomfortable, his own erection pressing against the back of his zipper. He kicked his denims off and knelt in his cotton boxers, lean and scarred and grinning.

"All that matters is that you're enjoying yourself."

Kurt hadn't felt obligated. Bert was.. just really attractive. He wasn't used to just reaching out and touching people, at least not in a sexual manner.

His breath catches though when Bert decides to up the ante. Kurt's black briefs were barely containing him. Once Bert was free of his pants, Kurt looks at his face a moment before braving the chance to touch him.

"You're really hot," Kurt admires. He runs his fingers along Bert's stomach and chest.

"Say thankee." Bert swung his leg over Kurt's hips, straddling him and stretching out over him. He was never one to blush at compliments - and he knew his own face and form. He'd always been the handsome one.

The gunslinger dipped his head, kissing the younger man, entirely lost in the lust the bespelled room had brought about.

Kurt wrapped his arms loosely around Bert as he was kissed. He slid his fingers along the other man's back, encouragingly.

Bert's back was a mass of scar tissue, raised welts of dead skin criss crossing the expanse of it. The leavings of his misspent youth.

He deepened the kiss and pressed his hips snugly against Kurt's, bringing them flush together with little but two thin barriers of cloth between them. He always liked that teasing friction that came with frottage, the way it seemed to both ease and increase the ache of arousal.

Kurt wonders at the scars and frets what that must have meant for Bert. However, the lust that was boiling in him made it difficult to think of anything else for long- especially when Bert was pressing their erections together. He groans and pushes his hips into the other man's.

The blood was boiling now. Cuthbert groaned eagerly as he thrust himself against the younger man beneath him. He kissed Kurt's jawline, his neck, the hollow of his throat. His arousal seemed to ebb and flow like waves, surging and then retreating some before surging again.

Almost time to take things along to the next step.

Kurt gasps as they press together. He was starting to literally tremble with want. He had never felt like this before. It was almost scary how desperate he was right now. He looks up at Bert and begs, "Please.."

"Mmm. Please what?"

There was a teasing note to Bert's voice, and even as he spoke his fingers skimmed along Kurt's sides to his snug drawers. He really could guess himself, at what it was the younger man was so desperate for. An end to foreplay and frotting, to teasing touches and slow erotic dances.

"Please.. just.. I can't take it. I need you in me." Kurt says flushing terribly at the forward words that somehow come tumbling out of his mouth.

"Happy to oblige." Bert nipped lightly at Kurt's throat before rolling off of him, just for a moment. He fished about for his cast aside denims and rooted in his pockets. He had to have something on him... ah, there. The little bottle of beeswax he used for his lips, that'd do in a pinch.

He slipped off his drawers while he was at it and rolled back on top of the younger man naked.

Kurt makes a protesting sound as Bert moved away from him. He admired Bert as he slipped his underwear off. Bert really was a handsome man. Kurt found he was glad that if this had to happen, that it was with him.

While he was off of Kurt, he slipped off his briefs. He hoped Bert knew this really wasn't 'him'. He wasn't normally so demanding like this or throwing himself at people.

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