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The Affectionate Physical Contact Meme

You love spending time with your significant other; but sometimes, just "spending time" with him/her isn't enough. You need to have your hands on each other every now and then.

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ONE; Hugging. You just want to give your loved one a warm embrace. Be it out of happiness, to comfort them while they're down, or just to give them something warm to latch onto, you just want to wrap your arms around them.

TWO; Kissing. Whether it's a peck on the cheek or a deep kiss, a kiss good-bye or a romantic kiss, you find yourself compelled to kiss the other person! Be as tender or as passionate as you so choose.

THREE; Holding hands. It's a simple gesture, really -- to reach out and take someone's hand. But that one simple gesture can convey any number of sentiments. What the sentiment is, is up to you, but you find yourself reaching out to take your significant other's hand.

FOUR; Carrying. Is your loved one hurt and needs a lift? Do they want a piggyback ride? Or do you just want to spare them the effort of walking? Whatever the reason, you're now itching to pick up your partner and carry them to their destination.

FIVE; I love you. You've said it before or maybe you haven't but now you have to say it again or for the first time.

SIX; Dancing. Kick up the music, because it's time to dance! But no lone dancing allowed -- you need to have a partner. Do whatever dance strikes your fancy.

SEVEN; Massaging. Did your significant other have a rough day? Did they get hurt? Or do you just feel like doing something really nice for them? Whatever it is, you're giving them a nice massage now. They'll feel wonderful in no time!

EIGHT; Flirting. The easiest way to break the ice or maybe you're just an overly flirty person.

NINE; Cuddling. Sometimes there's just no better feeling than curling up next to each other on a warm sofa. Hold each other, lie next to each other, fall asleep on each other -- it's all good here.

TEN; Wild card! Reroll, pick an option, or come up with something else!

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It's the way she says his name, they way she just seems to completely give in now and finally step over that line of friend and more than friends that has him doing the same. His hips jerk slightly, almost rocking into her touch as a low growl bubbles in his throat; a pleased sound though because man this felt good in ways he had never expected.

But it could definitely feel better were it not for a few things getting in the way.

His hands pulled away, as much as he didn't want to, and he started to undo her jeans in return, growling still because oh he did not want barriers right now. He just wanted her and he wanted..he wanted..

As his hands worked Scott tilted his head up slightly, enough to catch her lips in a kiss, the last care he might have given about this whole thing gone right out the window.

That growl that escapes gets a slightly muffled moan out of her. After all, she's trying not to make any noise which is hard to do. Especially when she's got those strong, warm hands over her. And then just like that, they're not anymore. No, they're doing more. Like trying to get her jeans the hell out of the way. So she does what she can and lifts her hips, so it'd be easier. Then again easier might end up with claws ripping through clothing.

The kiss is unexpected but she kisses him back, deepening the kiss and taking her free hand to wrap around the back of his neck. Her hand that's stroking him stopping long enough to push at those damn jeans. Getting them the hell out of the way.

She can't stop it, nor does she want to, when a moan slips past her lips. Especially when air hits her legs and well... she's already wet, so that doesn't help either. And getting worse every time that he growled.

Well, be ready then, Stiles, because the growling isn't about to stop anytime soon, especially not when his sense of smell is assaulted completely by the smell of her arousal. If he had thought it was intoxicating before he had no idea what he was in for and the kiss turns almost demanding now as he pushes himself up awkwardly so he's no longer reclining back, steadying Stiles in the process so he doesn't lose contact.

He can't have that now can he?

Breaking away from the kiss, Scott licks his lips as forces himself to not just go right for what he wants and instead untangles himself enough to remove his own shirt, discarding it over the edge of the couch hastily so he can work on hers next. There were just far too many barriers in between them and it was hindering his need to claim her completely; not just with a bite to the neck but by taking her as his mate.

Mate. Girlfriend.

Both terms applied depending on which side was dominant.

No, they couldn't have the loss of contact. We're not even sure that Stiles, at this point, would allow something like that. Not when he's practically hovering over her now. That arm wrapped around her as if to keep her in place, the demanding kiss dragging a moan out of her.

When he breaks away from the kiss and untangles himself, she lets her eyes trail down over him. A blush creeping on her cheeks when he's done getting rid of her shirt. Leaving her in only her bra and panties.

She doesn't realize just how much of the wolf she's managed to wake up, nor does she care. Instead, she grabs a hold of Scott to pull him back down to her and kisses him. Making sure to arch her body up against his as she does.

He presses his body to hers when she arches, wanting to feel the press of skin to skin even if she still had some barriers in his way. Right now, this was good. This was really good.

The kiss is returned almost feverishly and he licks into her mouth to deepen it, hands sliding around to rest against her back, fingers curling slightly as his fingers dig into her skin. He's careful though and after a second his hands are sliding up, swiftly undoing her bra.

One barrier to go.

This? This was more than good in her book. Her body was pressed more firmly against his and that kiss... She didn't realize that her best friend could kiss like that. Why would she notice something like that? It's not something they'd ever done together. Though now she thinks it's something they should've experimented with years ago. Even if it would've gotten them both in trouble.

She moans into the kiss and deepens it further, nails running lightly along the back of his neck. That is until he unclasps her bra, something she lets slide down her arms. When it's close enough to her hand, she throws it aside and presses her body back up against him.

Her own hands slide down his back and into his boxers. At least with Scott there was only one barrier to get rid of and not two.

Hey, she was down to one now as well which was a definite plus in his book.

Right now though he's just going to focus on the parts of her that are newly exposed, hands sliding around to her front and up to caress her breasts lightly--almost hesitantly as a part of him that's nervous about all this creeps in--but he doesn't let it hold him up for long.

Not when she smells so amazing and he wants so badly.

He only explores for a moment more before he's pulling away from the kiss and her as a whole, a low growl bubbling in his throat as he urges her back, wanting her to lie down so he can finish stripping her and get to what he wants.

There's a shiver that runs through her body when she feels those hands slide along her breasts. Then he's pulling away from the kiss and her body, growling. A growl that gets a whimper of pleasure out of her, slight orgasm causing a bit of tremors through her body.

After she's manhandled a bit, she moves enough to lay fully back. That one barrier sticking to her a bit because of how wet she is. Her body was completely exposed to him, to do as he wished. Those dark eyes staring into the red of the wolf's even though Scott hadn't shifted or anything. It just showed her how gone he was, how much he was giving up to the wolf. And she found that she didn't care.

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