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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.

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[[FINE THEN uhhh an ungodly mixture of 1-7, 1-12, and 2-5?]]

(Mmmmyesssss~ Cx)

[Primus damn it, how did this happen? Not only is he entertaining the idea of giving in to a Decepticon, but out of all of them... it's Overlord.

Pharma would curse the position he's found himself in, but... frankly, he's just about too horny to care. Not that he wants to show that so soon, not when he's so uncertain about just what might happen here.

And so, he's leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, looking at Overlord with an expression mixed between disgruntled and curious. Despite his confusion about the situation, he still finds a moment to snark,]

Just so you know, I don't usually stoop to such lows.

And here I was going to say the same about you, Pharma.

[Overlord finds this whole thing amusing. He's well aware of how much the other wants this, can feel the heat rolling off him as he approaches--stalks the other, optics flickering with amusement as his engine purrs.]

And yet, you can't bring yourself to walk away. Just how badly do you want it, Pharma, that you'd come to me of all bots?

[His hands come to rest against the wall on either side of the medic's head, Overlord leaning in some, licking his lips a bit.]

Not that I'm complaining.

[Pharma scoffs quietly, but doesn't offer any answer to the question aside from the quiet click of his fans turning on as Overlord approaches. He can't deny that he does want this, very much in fact, but like hell he'll admit that out loud this early.

Not before he knows this will be worth it.

His arms uncross and drop to his side, and his posture adjusts just a little so that his wings are splayed flat against the wall behind him, a subtle (or so he likes to think) presentation of himself, with a soft ex-vent before he half-demands, half-purrs:]

Then get to it.

[And it's a nice presentation, it really is, so much so that Overlord can't help but smirk darkly when the other tells him to get to it.

He wastes no time in closing the distance between them, slamming Pharma into the wall as he claims the other's lips in a rough--biting kiss, his hand sliding away from the way to settle on the medic's hips instead. Deft fingers easily slip into the transformation seams there and start to play at the wires and tug at the panel, expertly combining pain and pleasure as he dominates the other through the kiss.]

Oh --

[Well then.

He grunts quietly as he's slammed against the wall, and his hands instinctively come up to grab Overlord's shoulders -- a gesture that would have been pushing him away if it wasn't for what came next, which draw his optics bright and wide open.

His own fingers dig in, and he lets out a breathy moan despite himself that quickly turns into a sharp, trembling gasp from the sudden application of pain. But damn, it's good, and his wings twitch violently against the wall. He pulls away from the kiss just enough to chuckle and mutter,]

Don't break what you can't fix~.

No fun.

[The words are purred against Pharma's lips as he smirks, nipping at the other before tugging at some of the wires a bit harder, twisting his fingers in them.]

I'm sure I could find a way to fix you..after we played of course.

[Ducking his head, Overlord bites sharply at the other's neck cables, tugging at the wires twisted around his fingers now, a threat in the motion as he presses at the other's panel with his free hand.]

[Pharma hisses in pain, which soon turns into a yelp as teeth meet the cables of his neck...

Which soon turns into breathless giggles, bucking into Overlord's hand before he can stop himself. It hurts, almost as much as when his hands were cut off. But as he feels Energon start to trickle down his neck, he can't help but wonder why this feels so good.]

Mm~ Play before work, of course.

[Smirking against his prey's neck, Overlord bites down harder then eases up, lapping at the Energon trickling down Pharma's neck. His engine practically purrs as he cleans up the mess, fingers slowly untangling themselves from the wiring to smooth down and trace the seams of Pharma's panel--

Only to dig in once he finds a good spot and give a sharp tug.]

Open up~

[Any rational part of him would have abhorred the idea of being ordered around by a Decepticon.

Fortunately (or, unfortunately?), he's not exactly rational right now. Or ever. It's hard to tell these days.

With another sharp gasp and a quiet pleading sound, he obliges, the panel quietly popping open with no resistance whatsoever. The feeling of air sweeping over his interface, already ridiculously hot, sends a violent tremor through him, and he brings up his legs to wrap around Overlord's waist. He's almost perfectly supported between wall and bot now, cemented as he clutches onto Overlord's shoulders -- a fact that makes him grin as he cranes his neck to give the other mech a bit more accessibility.]

[Oh now isn't this position nice?

His engine purrs as his own panel retracts, the larger mech biting down once more on those delicious neck cables as his spike pressurizes and he rocks his hips forward to rub it teasingly against Pharma's valve. Energon fills his mouth again as he punctures the cable, Overlord sinking his teeth in deeper as he continues to rock teasingly, one of his hand finding the medic's spike and squeezing tightly.]

Edited 2013-08-03 18:22 (UTC)

[It's very nice, quite lovely, in fact. Not nearly as lovely as that feeling of Energon seeping out of his neck cables (that gets an interestingly high noise out of him), which only makes the feeling of lubricant starting to seep out of his valve more intense -- perfect parallels. Unfortunately, it makes it a little awkward for him to get a good look at Overlord's own spike, but he manages to get a glimpse in before he's pushed against the wall again by the momentum Overlord's managed to pick up.

Any attempts to form words fall short, degenerating into simple 'ah's and 'oh's and whimpers, and he eventually just falls into the rhythm, trying to find some way to tell the other to just get on with it but not being able to through words alone --

In the meantime, he pulls away from Overlord to try and catch the other's lips on his, halfway hoping to get a taste of his own Energon on them.

With a little twitch of his left hand, his fingers become scalpels.]

[Overlord let's the other pull away, smirking at him before his lips are claimed in the kiss and oh he's more than happy to let Pharma get a taste of his own energon. He forces his tongue into the other's mouth--letting the energon that had been coating it seep into Pharma's mouth.

His hand releases the other's spike, at the same time, and he easily lifts the other up enough that with his next thrust he manages to start pushing himself into the medic's valve, engine almost groaning as his fans whirl faster. He doesn't pause, not one to give anyone time to adjust, thrusting himself in until he's completely seated as he devours the other's mouth in the kiss.]

[Pharma wasn't sure what he was expecting -- Energon is Energon, after all. But the knowledge that it's his, it's what helps keep him functional, makes it all the more exciting. Intoxicating.

He bucks his hips almost pathetically as the grip on his spike is released, a small whine emerging from his vocalizer that soon becomes an ecstatic moan as Overlord lifts him up and finally starts sinks into him. He pulls away just enough to draw the flat blade of one of his fingers-turned-scalpels against Overlord's face once the Decepticon has fully seated himself with a deep chuckle and a hissed,] Yesssssss, ah --

Edited 2013-08-05 22:25 (UTC)

[Well well, look who has some toys he wants to play with.

Overlord smirks, engine idling high as he thrusts his hips slightly even once he's seated, pushing himself deeper as he leans into the flat blade.]

Dangerous game, pet.

[He purrs the words as he starts to draw out, thrusting forward before the tip of his spike even slips from Pharma's valve. From there, the pace is hard and fast--and deep--Overlord pushing the other to his limits because where's the fun in not doing that?]

[He giggles again rotating just a bit that the tip of the blade pushes against Overlord's cheek, leaning in to whisper against Overlord's audial with the smallest hiss and whimper of pain.]

It's more -- ah~ -- fun this way. Don't you think?

[Either way, those scalpels soon disappear, transforming back into his regular fingers as Overlord starts to move within him proper, and he just gives in, gyrating his hips in tandem to Overlord's thrusts and clinging to him desperately with a coo of encouragement.

Not that Overlord needs it.]

[He'd have been lying if he said he didn't like that press of the blade, the promise of pain that was lingering there until Pharma pulled his hand away.

Such a pity.]

Pain is always fun, pet~

[Thrusting forward again--slamming into the other--Overlord takes the coos of encouragement as a sign to just do what he wants. The other doesn't seem like he's going to be protesting any time soon so he doesn't hesitate to grip at the other's frame, denting metal as their pelvic plating crashes together with each thrust.]

[Don't miss them for too long, Overlord, because he's got another transformation up his sleeve -- there's a small whirring sound as a drill bit pokes into the most miniscule gap between cables in his neck, and Pharma grins against Overlord's helm, moans escalating with each thrust.

He's not too concerned about damage right now; with his hands, he can fix pretty much any kind of damage Overlord could give him, and he knows it. So he starts up the drills, just barely rotating in-between those cables. Try that on for size, Overlord.]

[Oh now that's how you have fun!

Overlord doesn't even flinch when he feels the drill press against his neck and turn on, his smirk turning wickedly delighted as he keeps thrusting--keeps abusing the other as much as he can while tilting his head towards the drill some.

Come on then, Pharma~]

[There really is nothing better than a willing playmate.

His sensors barely even register the pain anymore, not when Overlord manages to hit all of those sweet spots -- Pharma suddenly arches with a sound somewhere between a whine and a grunt as the 'Con strikes at one yet again.

Only a few frustratingly short moments later, he can feel himself tensing, systems flashing warnings of imminent climax.]

Ohhhh --

[Is all he manages to get out of trying to say Overlord's name before he comes undone, his optics completely shorting out. And overload comes so violently, so strongly that all he can manage is a surprisingly fierce growl.]

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