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【the ❝NSFW CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list for active muses.
♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line!
♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy!
♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.

meme code.

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[Why she's sorta kinda almost pulling on his hair, he has no idea, but it's not that bad, so he doesn't mind it. With a rhythm for his thrusts found, he sticks to it, his breathing very rough, but not much in terms of other sounds escaping him. He's used to everything he does being seen and heard and having consequences, even if he doesn't always care about those consequences; it's pretty easy to stay relatively quiet. More than that: he just doesn't see the need to be loud.

Besides, if he's loud, he can't hear her noises as much, and that would be a crime.

Speeding up his thrusts a little, the sensations start to overwhelm him, pulling at his spine as if his entire existence is pooling in his crotch. It's a great feeling, but it also feels like he's about to lose control and fall apart, and he kisses her with renewed determination, not nearly as coordinated as before, in an attempt to keep his grip on this moment they're sharing.]

[She moves one hand down in-between their bodies, feeling instinctively that this isn't going to last much longer. The pleasure builds, tight and hot and she moans into the kiss, fingers rubbing against her clit to help her along, wanting to continue chasing this feeling.

Neither of them are going to be able to last for long, and it really is a good thing for the moonlacing that has pleasure humming like sparks trough her veins. The drawback is that it means none of this lasts for as long as it could, not when they're both already too keyed up like this. She wants these moments between them to last forever, without having to ever face the realities of the outside world again. Why would anyone want to when they have this?

It won't take too much longer before her orgasm hits her, having her inhale sharply and go tight and still around him; the pleasure crashes over her and her sharp inhales becomes a low moan of his name.]

[Frankly he's a little confused about what she's doing down there, but considering the effect it has on her body, he's going to have to look into it later. (He's heard of clits, he's pretty sure! But how to use one is still very much a question mark.) It's not just how much she's enjoying it, either, though that's certainly an important factor; it's also how it affects her body, making her insides twitch around him more than before.

It really isn't going to last very long, but he, for one, doesn't even think to regret that. There's always the next time, and the time after that, etc. - if they're both willing. With her clenching around him, he only thrusts harder, needing to get friction in spite of that - and just like that, he comes as well, a strange feeling that makes him see white sparks of light all over his vision.]

YURI..!

[That was too loud. That was definitely too loud. He wouldn't have said anything at all, except that she said his name, and somehow that meant he just had to reply in kind.

Time to hope uncle thinks it's just the neigbor's TV.]

[It takes her a few seconds to remember that he really shouldn't be shouting like that and she grabs at him again to pull him in for a desperate, messy kiss, and if somehow that will take back the sound. Her heart pounds in her chest and she breathes harshly as she finally collapses back against the pillows and sheets.

There doesn't seem to be any movement so either Jiang Cheng assumes it was Jin Ling getting too loud on his own, or maybe he mercifully heard nothing.

She runs her fingers through his hair, down the sides of his face, just wanting to touch him and keep that contact as her body begins to relax and calm down. Yuri can't seem to find her tongue yet still, but she smiles slowly, expression soft and adoring as she looks up at him.]

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[And so him shouting her name ends in an awkward mhHMHM!? against her lips before he belatedly starts kissing back properly, the act a pleasant distraction from the supposed gravity of the moment, nevermind his fuck-up in addition to the actual fucking.

Who knows? The house is probably soundproofed properly, magically or otherwise... hopefully.

Somehow it really hurts to see her look at him with such adoration, but it's not a bad kind of hurt. It just makes everything, himself included, feel so vulnerable and fragile that it's borderline terrifying, and so, so wonderful at the same time. It's like looking into a perfect future and knowing it could all be yours, but also being terrified that you'll miss out on it somehow, because it's just too good to be true.

For long seconds, he endures it. Then he really can't take it anymore, and he lies down on his side next to her, slipping out of her as he moves. That... was a really weird feeling. But maybe that's just because he was thinking about a lot of things, but not how he was still inside of her.]

That was -...

[He's not sure what to say. He really doesn't have the words for it, and that is something he is very much not used to - and yet she keeps making him feel that way, doesn't she?]

Yeah. [She answers, as if in agreement with the -not-quite-statement, and it makes her laugh softly as she turns to face him, curling up a little on her side, her legs tangling together with his.]

That was... also my first time. [Since it obviously was for him. She probably should clarify it was her first time with a guy, but the distinction doesn't really matter too much.

She reaches out to move some of his hair out of his face and smiles faintly, feeling tired and a little sore, but in a way she doesn't find terrible. It feels... nice, this afterglow, this feeling of being able to touch and be touched without worrying too much about her abilities. He didn't flinch away from her and didn't make her feel like he was only tolerating it to be polite.]

[When she turns towards him, he puts an arm around her, the movement coming naturally in spite of his awkwardness with -... well, literally everything else. It matches how he feels, this whole experience like a puzzle that somehow came together in spite of him not seeing the whole picture even now.

It was her first time, too? That's a surprise, somehow, but for some reason it fills him with delight. It's not that he cares all that much about what she has or hasn't done with people before; that's up to her, not him, and it's in the past anyway. But that they were able to share this first together? That is a really, really nice idea.]

... I'm glad.

[He really cannot have a normal conversation about this stuff to save his life, but he doesn't even care. For once, just trying feels like he's managing more than enough.]

I'm really glad that it was you.

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[She snuggles up against him, dropping light, lazy kisses against his shoulder and his neck.]

I am too. [And then Yuri laughs a little at just how honest the statement is. It's not that Yuri isn't honest--typically she's more openly honest than most people, seeing no value in lying outright. But she was perhaps a little less so with herself and her own feelings.

It was their first time, so--] It won't be the last time... Right?

[He's still no natural at this, but when she keeps kissing him, he eventually kisses her back, just once, on the forehead. Mostly, though, he focuses on lazily stroking where his hand has come to rest.]

No. [He doesn't really understand why she felt the need to ask, but his answer is simple.] We should do this again.

[...]

Maybe at your place next time.

[Angry uncles, and all. Not that he knows about her living situation, but he's pretty sure that her having housemates as strict and murderous as his uncle is unlikely.]

[His touch feels nice, in a hazy, content way. The world right now is warm and soft (and a little wet, but she won't complain) and all the worries outside of it can wait for a different time.]

My place would probably work better. [She can agree with that, laughing a little.] I live alone, so we don't have to worry about keeping our voices down.

[Because of course she lives alone. Roommates?? Please. Hermit life.]

[That's more or less the reason he suggested it, of course: not being overheard is a pretty solid benefit to trying her place next. But the suggestion that they'd be much louder without that risk is still a little weird to him. Being quiet just seems to make sense? There's no need to be deliberately loud or anything.

Though now he's wondering a little. Hmm...

Well, that's for another time. Trying to let go of that thought, he gives her another light kiss.]

... You'll stay this time, won't you?

[No, he doesn't want his uncle to overhear them having sex, but that doesn't mean that he thinks his uncle has a right to keep Yuri from spending the night. Those are two different matters entirely.]

[Maybe Jin Ling should invest in Huaisang's porn collection a little more.

The kiss makes her smile and she hums with a nod.] Of course. I promised I would, didn't I?

[She reaches up to cup the side of his face, running her thumb gently over a cheekbone before she smiles and leans up to kiss him again. It's lazy and slow, just enjoying the post-coital haze. Her heart feels full with an emotion she can't even begin to decipher.]

I'll still be here when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere.

[Yeah, sure. "Hi, uncle's boy toy, can I look at your porn?"!? There's just no way! Talking to Wei Wuxian about this stuff had been bad enough.

And he hadn't done any of that talking. It had clearly all been Sizhui and Jingyi, so..!

It's not that he was afraid she'd leave as such, nor would he stop her if she actually wanted to go, but... it's still nice to confirm that she wants to stay. Maybe outright asking is a crude way to make sure they're on the same page(ish), but it works for him. And even if he wasn't afraid... he sure feels reassured at her answer. Letting the kiss linger, lazily kissing back, he finds a newfound calm in addition to the happiness he was feeling already. It really does feel... like they've found each other - or something like that.

Isn't that strange, when he wasn't looking in the first place? And yet, it's undoubtedly a good thing.

When the kiss ends, he shifts a little, getting as comfortable as he can, as close to her as he can get.]

Then, rest well.

[As for him: he'll fall asleep soon enough, and sleep like the actual dead. He doesn't remember ever feeling this relaxed in his entire life.]

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