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The Random (Porn) Scenario Meme 2.0

The Rules
1. Character A: Post to the meme and wait for replies. Name|Series|Prefs
2. Character B: Go to the RNG and roll some numbers. Type first, and then go to that category and roll again.
3. Multiple Lady Gaga/Ke$ha references go here.

Note: If someone is uncomfortable and tells you to back off, please do so. If you are uncomfortable, please tell the other mun. If all else fails, just stop tagging.

Please listen to preferences as well.

Thank you.

Type Of Porn
1. Regular
2. Hardcore

Regular
1. First time - One or Both of you are virgins.
2. Wedding Night - You've been waiting for this night forever. Or maybe not.
3. Masturbation - Put some porn on, get your hand ready, and have a good night with a friend.
4. Blow jobs - Sucky sucky, bucky bucky.
5. Penetrative - There's parking in the rear, or drive through the front.
6. Make up Sex - You did something wrong, and you're going to give this person the best night of their lives.
7. Up against the wall - You couldn't wait when they came in the door.
8. In the shower - Fun in the tub is something worth trying at least once.
9. Get away - You're on a romantic get away. Beach? Some snazzy motel? Whatever you'd like!
10. Been awhile - It's been awhile since you've sene each other, so it's time to make up for lost time!
11. Break up sex - This isn't make up sex, it's goodbye sex!
12. Hook up - You don't really love each other, but you are horny and neither of you is bad looking, so...
13. The big night - You've been dating forever (or maybe not!) and it's time to take the next step!
14. Doggy style - Sex from behind.
15. Frottage - You don't always need to penetrate! Sometimes grinding on each other is more than enough.
16. Spooning - Sex while you spoon... perfect way to start the morning!
17. Couch - Fooling around on the couch!
18. Massage and maybe something more - You want to pamper your lover tonight!
19. Candlelit - Wine, soft music, candlelights... maybe there was even a trail leading to the bedroom! Ultimate cheese.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Hardcore
1. Non-Con - They say no, you'll make them say yes.
2. Dub-Con - They may have said yes, but it's going to happen anyways.
3. Bondage - Super tight, hanging from things, unable to move, really hot.
4. Fisting - One, two, three, four, five... and then one again.
5. Blood Play - Red is a really lucky color... not for someone.
6. Power Play - Someone is in charge, and will make sure that the other person isn't. People in power are crazy.
11. Flogging - Spanking, whipping, flogging, and whatever else you can think of. Someone's been naughty.
12. Orgasm denial - They might want to so bad, beg and plead, but you're not going to let the come yet. Or maybe not at all.
13. Forced orgasms - Either made to come multiple times or roughly brought to orgasm despite any discomfort.
14. Double penetration - Either in two separate holes or the same one. It could be two toys, a penis and a toy, two penises... or the combinations are endless! Either way, you're going to be stuffed full.
15. Ice play - Ice cubes on the skin or even inside to cool you down.
16. Wax play - Wax from candles poured over the skin. Doesn't it burn so good?
17. Fighting - It's like Fight Club... only it ends in dirty, dirty sex.
18. Electrosex - Electrical stimulation to nerves for sexual stimulation, in particular the genitals and nipples.
19. Sensory deprivation - it can make orgasms even stronger!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The hand still on Kagerou's hip tightens it's grip, pulling him snug against the length of Perceptor's chassis as the scientist leans forward, pressing Kagerou between his weight and the wall.

"Then tell me what you want," he breathes, mouth dipping lower, brushing over the line of Kagerou's jaw.

His hand squeezes Kagerou's tightly, enough to relish the closeness without causing harm, thumb tracing the mech's knuckle in a small, soft gesture of affection as his leg pushes up in sharp counterpoint against him.

He shivers harder in answer, the pressure between them, the weight of them both resting against his wings making it more difficult to focus on anything but the heat of the other frame, or the grip on his waist.

His answer comes out more as a groan than real words. He tries to wiggle down more sharply against that leg, dragging himself over it. The need, the heat, building up in his body, more than he can even articulate.

"You," he all but pants. There's another, insistent little buck of his hips. "You in me... I want that..."

He's not sure if that's what Perceptor wants to hear, but it's all he can get out.

The hand at his hip abandons it's post, migrating down between his leg and Kagerou, pressing up against his paneling with small, insistent circles of his fingers.

"Then you need to open up," he answers, before rising back up to kiss Kagerou once more. This time it's far more aggressive, tongue and lips quickly claiming the other mech. He'd roll his hips forward, against Kagerou, were it not for the awkward positioning of limbs, but in the meantime he settles for leaning forward entirely, narrowing the space between himself and the wall, leaving little option but for Kagerou to push back against him with equal intensity.

He gasps, sharply. Before he can hold himself back, he grinds himself down against Perceptor's hand. Every motion is jerky, the grip on Perceptor's hand tightening even more. He squirms, wriggles, does everything he can to press back against the Autobot's hand.

The groan, as he manages to get the paneling open, still arched and squirming against those fingers, is stifled into Perceptor's mouth. He returns the kiss for all it's worth.

He leans back, as he presses into the kiss, but wavers, unsure if he's meant to settle down onto the Autobot's hand, or if he's meant to wait. He digs his free hand deeper behind that chest plate, looking for wiring.

Kagerou doesn't have to wait long to find out. Perceptor's fingers press up, against the other mech's 'facing arrays, playing over external valve sensors in delicate little teases. Occasionally a finger will dip just slightly into the mouth of the aperture, testing and prodding, but slip away before any real satisfaction can be had, gathering and slowly spreading lubricant around the exterior.

Perceptor pulls back from the kiss, optics burning bright as his hand slips free from Kagerou's and settles on his thigh instead, tugging his leg snug about his hip.

"Tell me how much you want it," he murmurs, voice dark with sheer want and the slight static crackle of his vocalizer.

His wings actually flare, trying to flutter while they're trapped against the wall, in response to the feelings and the energy suddenly coursing through him. He tries not to cry out, holding himself back to sharp little whines, instead. But it's hard. His body jerks, hips and pelvis trying to follow those fingers when they pull away. It's not enough.

And when he's pulled in near, he's panting, gasping in need. Undone -- he bucks his hips insistently against Perceptor's, while he tries to find his voice.

"Please," he hisses. Some part of him hates the desperation in his voice, while the rest just doesn't care anymore. "Please."

His head drops, and the next words are all but whimpered against the Autobot's chest. "Please, I need you. So badly..."

Perceptor doesn't answer, not verbally anyways, but he does vent hard, his engine giving a little purr as Kagerou bucks and squirms against him. Slowly but surely his fingers press inside the other mech, scissoring against the sleek inner walls, spreading them open before slowly, languidly, working his fingers back out. They curl into sensor clusters as they pass, lazily stroking the inner mesh.

The pace he sets is slow and measured, keeping the thrusts of his fingers in check, never going quite fast or hard enough to be fully satisfying. His free hand comes up, spreading across the broad plane of one wing, palm smoothing over the red metal while fingers gently tease at seams in the paneling.

"Is that better? Or do you want something more?"

It's different, to be on the receiving end of teasing, for a change. But he can't completely bring himself to care, not when he's too busy trying to sink down onto those fingers. It doesn't help. It just makes everything build, but nothing comes of it, no pun intended. There's no relief, just sharp cries, and fluid all but splattering over Perceptor's hand.

When his wing is toyed with, in addition to the slow torture inside him, he has to duck his head down and bite the Autobot's chest plate to keep from screeching. Hot air hisses out between his teeth, and his wing jerks under the touch.

"More," he manages, raggedly, pleadingly. "I want... more."