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Hello, citizens! Let's see how this goes.

This is the NSFW section of the meme. The safe for work post is here.

 

Meme Rules:

  • No sex scenes with characters under 17.
  • Also no on screen depictions of rape.
  • Weird kinks are fine.
  • Post your prompt with the characters or ship in the title and the details in the body.
  • You can post anonymous or not, whichever you'd like.
  • Content warnings on fills, please.
  • Fanart, fanfic, or any other kind of creative work all welcome. No minimum word count for fills.
  • Feel free to fill a prompt that's already been filled!
  • Don't repost prompts unless we start a new post.
  • Feel free to post your fills elsewhere as well. If a fill is extremely long you’re welcome to just post it elsewhere and link it in your fill comment.
  • If there's a problem, I'd rather you PM me or take it to the discussion post than start an argument in the comments.
  • Be proper, just and beneficial, citizens.
  • Stick to Ann Leckie's pronouns except for non-Radchaai characters in a non-Radchaai perspective.

 

Questions, suggestions, and general off topic discussion go here.
 

Have fun!

 
 
 

Re: NSFW- FILL PART 3 Re: Heat cycles

Date: 2017-02-21 10:01 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Sorry this took so long. Actual sex this time!

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I methodically removed my clothing. Perhaps unnecessary, but I did not want to risk getting them dirty when I would have to wash them myself.

Seivarden lay on my bed, clutching my shirt, twisting it as though she wanted to try and hide her hands under it. I expected her to sit up, draw her knees to her chest and cross her arms, but she did not. Her condition was extreme, then. Her eyes kept flicking across my bare chest and legs, then quickly flicking away.

I stood above her, looking down. She flinched from my gaze, and then her eyes came back to mine, wide and staring. I looked her up and down. “Do you have a preference for a specific activity?” I asked. I knew what her preferences had been when she was my lieutenant, but much had changed since then, and I had to admit that in some ways, I might no longer know her as I had.

She didn’t answer me. Her mouth was tightly closed, lips white. Breathing heavily, pupils dilated, thighs still restlessly shifting. But she was clearly miserable. Seeing her misery caused a strange pang of regret. Well. This wouldn’t work if she didn’t feel more comfortable. I tried to think of what I could do to improve the situation.

“I can lie down,” I said, “if that would make you more comfortable.”

“N- no,” she said, sort of wheezing. “You’re- you’re good like that.” One of her hands twitched, as though she wanted to cover her face, but thought better of it. “Shit- Aatr’s tits, I- I’m sorry. You should have just left me on Nilt.”

Self-loathing again. “I didn’t actually ask you to come with me,” I pointed out, though I knew as I said it that this was unhelpful. I took another step forward. Her eyes fell slightly and she stared at my chest, perhaps looking at the scars that were scattered there. “I’m not doing this out of pity,” I said, “or because I feel forced to. This is simply the most logical course of action.”

“Oh, hell,” Seivarden moaned. “Fine- fine- just- if you’re going to help then get on with it- please-”

I reached out. She rolled onto her back with a gasp of relief, spreading her legs wide. I ran my fingers along the inside of her thigh first, and then up between her legs. I could clearly observe the physical changes that came with an advanced state of heat. It was easy to see what I was doing, and to do what I thought might be most effective.

“Breq,” Seivarden was saying, “fuck, fuck, Breq-” The name I had given her blended with the obscenities.

Without warning she sat up, leaned against me, skin radiating heat, and sank her teeth into my shoulder. Lightly, but unexpectedly.

I intended to gently push her away. I am unclear on why I instead removed my hand from between her legs and used it to pull her legs around my waist, grinding our naked bodies together, using my hands under her thighs to adjust the angle of contact while she pressed teeth and tongue against my skin, making noises at the back of her throat.

The only explanation I can come up with is that it was what she wanted and there was no harm in going along with it. But I know I was not thinking clearly when I lifted her off the bed, and one of us, I am unclear on which one, moved, and we were next to the bed, then, Seivarden up against the bulkhead, me with my elbows resting on the welded metal, palms flat, both of us still pressing our bodies together. It was some voiceless illogical part of me acting without knowing why. One of the things I still didn’t understand. I kept doing things I didn’t understand, because of Seivarden, because of how she upset the order I’d made for myself over two decades.

After Seivarden orgasmed she collapsed boneless against my chest and I had to carry her back to her pallet. I would have brought her to the bed but the sheets still needed washing. I sat down next to her and she leaned against me, utterly exhausted. My body felt uncomfortable, unsatisfied, wanted to continue, but Seivarden was clearly not up to it, her own body subject to the whims of biology. She slipped downwards until her head rested against my knee, eyes sliding shut, asleep for perhaps the first time in days.

Good. My intervention had worked, just as I had intended it to. Everything had worked out absolutely fine.

I watched Seivarden sleep for a while, and then eventually lifted her head off my knee, as slowly as I could. She didn’t wake. I cleaned myself as best I could with one of the sanitary wipes in our cabin, put my underwear back on, and considered the bed. It needed to be cleaned, but just thinking about dressing and venturing out of our cabin made me feel tired. Instead I lay down on the floor next to Seivarden’s pallet. Eventually I fell asleep.

Re: NSFW- FILL PART 3 Re: Heat cycles

Date: 2017-02-22 03:28 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Seeing her misery caused a strange pang of regret.

Is that what they're calling it these days?

“I can lie down,” I said, “if that would make you more comfortable.”

This is so very Breq? In that she is probably theoretically aware that usually people like skin to skin contact when they're having sex, but she can't consciously apply that to her and Seivarden.

I lay down on the floor next to Seivarden’s pallet.

*whimper*

Re: NSFW- FILL PART 3 Re: Heat cycles

Date: 2017-03-01 12:42 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
:)

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