meme | #001 -- hardest words to say ( and i'd do anything to make you stay )

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HARDEST THING TO SAY MEME Sometimes the hardest things to say are also the most important. It doesn't matter how much it scares you to do so, it's finally time to be honest. - post as your character. - others go to RNG and roll numbers 1-22 then respond setting up a scenario. - respond and have fun! 01. I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE Unfortunately, you can't keep lying to your partner/friend/family anymore. You just don't feel the same for them anymore. 02. I WOULD KILL YOU The person who means so much to you has done something completely unforgivable and now it's time to make sure they know where they stand. You would kill them if you ever got the chance. 03. I LOVE YOU, BUT... A bittersweet love confession. You know you love this person more than anything, but you're not sure you can give them what they need. 04. I DON'T TRUST YOU No matter how you feel about this person, you really can't trust them anymore. 05. SACRIFICE You're going to sacrifice yourself, for the person you're talking with or for the good of all humanity. You want them to know the reasons and that there's no stopping you. 06. TROUBLE You're in trouble and you might not make it through. You need to let at least one person know how you feel before it's too late though. 07. CRIME CONFESSION You did something you weren't proud of and now it's time to admit it. 08. DEMONS We've all got our demons and we've all got our own personal nightmares we have to face, but this time? You can't hold it all back. 09. I'M PREGNANT... Now's not the best time for it maybe or maybe you're just nervous how your partner will react, but they need to hear it. 10. BETRAYAL You've betrayed this person and you have to tell them the truth, no more running from it 11. CHEATED You've been unfaithful and it's time to tell your lover. 12. BROKEN That's it. You've had it. You are entirely broken and tired of everything. 13. AFRAID Something has you deathly afraid and you need to talk about it. 14. HELP ME You need someone to help you, bad. You can't do it alone anymore, you've tried. 15. I'M SORRY You said something or did something horrible and now it's time to ask for forgiveness. 16. YOU WERE A MISTAKE Sorry, but whoever you're talking to was the biggest mistake of your life or maybe it was just something you did together. 17. NOT WHO I SAY I AM You're so far from who they think you are, you need to finally tell the truth. 18. LET'S RUN AWAY You want to just get out, leave everything behind and be with this one person for the rest of your life. 19. ASHAMED Either you're ashamed of something they have done or something you did, either way you need to bring it up. 20. CAN'T REMEMBER The person standing in front of you looks so happy to see you, so relieved, but how do you tell them you can't remember a thing about them? 21. HOW COULD YOU You don't understand how they could treat you like they have, do what they have done when you've done nothing but be good to them. 22. YOUR CHOICE Either choose an option from above, mix and match, or make up your own idea.

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[blowonthese]

Everything about that very moment was perfect in her mind. The look on his face moments before, that pure and genuine smile she loved more than she could ever express, the way he sounded as he suddenly started to move harder against her, the way she could tell he was teetering on the edge of something just as big as she was. And with those moments, the speed of his hips picking up, she felt her own breath hitch, her own body tense and suddenly, the sweet ache of her body turned into a full blown fire, burning right up with him. She gasped loudly, without consideration as her body was quickly consumed by an altogether new sensation, one she'd never experienced before. It felt like every cell in her body was alive, burning bright, buzzing enough to make her whole body vibrate beneath his, heat spreading through her just as quickly as it was spreading through him.

Her body curled around his, tightened, arms and legs clinging to him as she helplessly just rode out the sensations her body provided, that he provided her, her eyes clenched shut as she swore that fireworks were bursting behind her eyelids.

[dear_vera]

Robert's body locked up of its own accord, every part of him stilling over Summer as he rode out the waves crashing through him, eyes clenched shut and every inch of him so finely attuned to how he felt. So it was impossible to miss the way her body tightened around his from every single angle all at once, making him gasp again and lean closer, until he was almost crushing her to the bed in an effort to feel her body touching every inch of his. It was amazing, miraculous, it was indescribable, how he felt, the pleasure and the heat rolling through him until his body felt like it might have burned up in the process and he was simply floating in the room, nothing left but the intense, overwhelming love he felt for this girl.

But he hadn't burned up, of course - the pleasure finally,finally seemed to ebb, his lungs burning for air and he took a gasping breath, then another, eyes blinking almost blindly for a moment as he saw Summer underneath him, looking far too close - but that was because he was pressed so closely above her. "Oh - " was about all he could get out, trying to get his elbows underneath him, trying to get his weight off of her just a little as they both lay there panting in the otherwise silent room. His eyes immediately went to the door - even with his chest still heaving, body still tingling, he wanted to make sure her father hadn't heard anything, every part of his senses attuned to the door for just a moment, just to be sure.

[blowonthese]

Summer was so tightly sandwiched between his body and the bed, that she was dimly convinced that she'd melt right through the mattress. Every inch of her body felt like it was overheated and trembling and best of all, pressed against him. And while the pleasure she felt took hold and threatened to never let go, it was the pure and utter devotion, the love she felt for him that took prominence, and overwhelmed her. Her heart was beating so fast because of him and only for him.

And while he was pressing her to the mattress, his weight fully on her as they both started to come down, she made a soft sound of protest when he moved away, her legs tightening around him for fear he might pull away completely. Her body wasn't ready for that, not yet. But before she could say or do anything more, his eyes were on the door and she tensed, her head falling back as she tried to look at the door herself, upside down almost. Her eyes returned to his face after a few seconds of silence, her expression questioning as if to ask if he'd heard something.

[dear_vera]

At that sound, his body froze - but no, he hand't planned on pulling away completely, he wasn't ready for that, either, not by a long shot. Though when he glanced at the door, he felt Summer shift a little underneath him, looking up at him questioningly after a few more heartbeats of silence. He glanced down at her, shaking his head, smiling with relief - and the little aftershocks of pleasure still coursing through him. "I just wanted to make sure... well, it's just, if your dad heard something... I'm getting kicked to the curb," he murmured, between breaths. He hadn't heard anything, and the coast seemed to be clear, he just hoped it stayed that way - because he very much wanted to stay this way, feeling like he was floating, feeling more in love, more overwhelmed by that love than he'd ever thought possible.

And he wanted her to know it. "Summer..." he began, but even for someone so skilled with words, he was at a loss for them after that. "That was... I mean... you felt... amazing, right?"

[blowonthese]

Once he confirmed that there was nothing to worry about, that her father wasn't outside the door, she relaxed a little more. She didn't want to think about what would happen if they got caught. It'd be an utter disaster if Dr. Roberts found out that Robert Leckie took his daughter's 'virtue' underneath his own roof. Her fingers combed restlessly through his hair, her eyes meeting with his as he spoke. She laughed, softly, triumphantly once more. "Yeah, yeah, I did." She leaned up to press a kiss to his lips, softly, slowly.

[dear_vera]

Oh, he was pretty sure it wouldn't go well for either of them if her father burst in right about now, but he would definitely get - and deserve - the worst of it. But there seemed to be nothing to worry about - in fact, the way they seemed to have gotten away with it made him laugh, too, quietly before he kissed her back, as slowly and deeply as he could manage before he needed another breath. "Good... good." He knew she sure hadn't felt amazing at first, but that she'd managed to feel good by the end of it was more than a little bit of a relief, for so many reasons. He couldn't imagine feeling this good with her still hurting like that, it wouldn't have been fair, it wouldn't have been right. "Because I love you... and that would not have been the same without you," he grinned - it wouldn't have, not in any aspect of the act.

[blowonthese]

"I didn't know it felt like that," she said, breathlessly against his lips. The good and the bad, honestly. But she wasn't complaining about the good, not at all. However, her body was aching some, even as it buzzed from her climax. Her eyes open to look at him again, fingers stroking his hair idly. "I love you too, I love you so much. Thank you for... everything." For being understanding and sweet and careful.

[dear_vera]

He shook his head a little - just enough to get the point across, certainly not enough to really dislodge his lips from hers. "Neither did I," he agreed, and he meant both parts, too. He wanted to ask if that was normal every time, for her to hurt - and God, he sure hoped not - but before he could open his mouth again, she touched his hair like that and thanked him.

"Well... whatever you think you need to thank me for, you're welcome, but I just wanted you to feel good. I'm glad you did, I didn't know you wouldn't at first. That's really normal?" He wasn't sure how much she knew, but it was clearly all news to him.

[blowonthese]

Summer glanced up at him a little sheepishly when he asked after, asked if it was normal for her to have been in so much pain. "Yeah, I mean... I've never done this before with anyone. " She glanced averted her eyes, staring at his lips for a moment as she felt her cheeks flush. "It was just... my body wasn't used to that kind of thing." Having something inside of her, no matter how good it was meant to feel, at first, it didn't feel good at all. "I don't think it should... be like that again."

[dear_vera]

"Neither have I," he was quick to say - he knew she already knew that, but he wanted to reaffirm it, that this was new to him, too, and he'd wanted it that way. He tried to duck his head a little, to catch her eyes; yes, this was a potentially embarrassing subject, but he didn't want anything not said between them. This was also an important subject. "So it'll feel better earlier next time?" He couldn't help the way he sounded... well, relieved, smiling brightly up at her before he realized - "Does it hurt now? Should I move?" He started to push himself up onto his arms a little more, worried that maybe he was hurting her now by having stayed put, not moving away, because it felt good to him, but...

[blowonthese]

"I don't know," she admitted helplessly, there was no one to tell her if it would hurt every time or not and she wasn't about to ask even if she wanted to know. Her eyes met with his as he dipped his head to catch her gaze, his bright smile lasting only a moment before he started to fret. "I'm just... sore." The pleasant ache was now a dull soreness, she could tell that they'd have a bit of a clean up to do before she snuck back into her room that night. (As much as she wanted so very much to fall asleep in his arms, she knew that was the best way for them to get caught.) "You don't have to but..." She shrugged a little, now that her pleasure had ebbed away, she was feeling the after effects of a rigorous (but amazing) first time. "I like you being over me like this, though."

[dear_vera]

He nodded, hoping that it wouldn't be bad, that it would feel good right from the start, and promising himself - and her - "I'll do more next time, okay? I'll find a way to make sure it doesn't hurt." Because he wanted to learn how to make her feel good, how to make sure she knew she was ready, instead of acting like a fumbling schoolboy too overwhelmed by beauty to think straight... though that was sort of the truth. Even like this, flushed and sweaty, she was beautiful.

But sore, apparently, and he didn't tell him not to move, so he took that as a sign that maybe it would be for the best - at least to pull away, out of her, but if she wanted him to stay where he was, he'd do his best. "Here - " He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers, resting his weight on one hand and trying to distract her with a kiss, which had seemed to work before, as one hand skimmed down between their bodies and he shifted his hips back just a little, trying to move out of her without moving away from her.

[blowonthese]

"Okay," she said with a tiny smile, believing that he'd do all he could to make it so, she believed that truly. "I trust you, Leckie, with all my heart." A part of her had to smile, for a moment, as she imagined him studying books on how to do this differently, being the natural genius she thought he was.

However, as his hand slipped down her body, she shivered a little, pressing closer to his lips just as he made a move to pull out of her. Her skin felt extra sensitive, all over, and because of that, she couldn't help the way her face contorted for a second, at the slight feeling of discomfort as her body adjusted to not having him there anymore. Still, her mouth only faltered against his for a moment before kissing him back deeply, fingers curling against his scalp.

[dear_vera]

Those words made him smile - how could they not? - and she wasn't entirely wrong - he would have studied ways to make her feel good, if they'd been available. As it was, he was going to be on his own... but he would try until he found whatever worked.

He felt the way she faltered, even that small bit; he tried to mumble an earnest apology, but it was hard when she pressed her lips right back to his, pulling him close for a deeper kiss. And so he just kissed her back, trying to apologize that way, his hand sliding back up her side, reaching up even further to touch her cheek, thumb stroking over the soft skin there. "You are so amazing, Summer Roberts. I hope you know it."

[blowonthese]

He didn't need to apologize for anything, this had been the best, most exhausting, wonderful, humbling night of her life. So much had happened that her head was still spinning and her body was buzzing too. Her fingers combed through his hair again as they kissed before he spoke. "You're amazing, Robert Leckie," she corrected him with a bit of a smile, lips pressing to his once more for a softer kiss. "How do you feel? Because I feel like I could walk on clouds."

[dear_vera]

"Me? Oh, I feel better than I have before in my life. All of it," he added, because it felt like forever ago already, but it was only a few hours ago that he'd gotten everything back. The past half an hour or so had just effectively wiped that from his brain, but it was going to come back to hit him eventually. "Warm. Warm and... happy." He leaned down to kiss her again, too, nodding a little against her lips. "Walking on clouds sounds just about right"

[blowonthese]

Her hands moved to cradle his face between them, returning that kiss though her lips are curved into a bit of a smile. She was actually struggling to grasp the concept that this was real, that they'd actually did what they just did and he was there, in her arms, remembering her completely, loving her like he always did. Her thumbs brushed along his cheeks as she smiled up at him, feeling like she could melt into a happy puddle. "I love you so much."

[dear_vera]

He was having the same feeling - any moment now he expected to wake up from the dream, he had never imagined the first time he did this with her would be like this. (And yes, memories or not, he'd imagined doing things with her, how could he not?) But all that mattered now was now, that smile on her face and those words she spoke, making him feel warmer, even more content and safe. "I love you, too... I love everything about you, I wish I could have given this to you sooner - and with less pain." Nevermind that she was the one who'd come in here, and that he probably would have waited forever for her to be ready. He had wanted this with her for a long time, but he'd forgotten, and she hadn't. "But I can give it to you as much as you want... or as little." He'd heard that some women weren't as into sex as men were, so maybe she wouldn't want this all the time, especially if it was painful at first (though he really did hope that wouldn't be the case, next time).

[blowonthese]

"I think the timing was just right, Leckie." It felt right, the moment, especially with his memories back, she knew the love behind it was even deeper than before. "I mean, I know we're supposed to wait until we're--" Married, but she didn't say that, she didn't want to make him feel pressured, not after such a night. "Well, longer but... I'm glad we didn't."

"As little?" she laughs, breathlessly, shaking her head as she leans up to kiss him once more. "I'm pretty sure even if it hurts a bit every time, I want this more than 'as little'." In the end it felt too good not to want to do it again. And she hoped that wasn't too bold to say aloud but she was finding herself feeling more comfortable with saying things like that with him even if she knew she was supposed to be more bashful or demure.

[dear_vera]

He couldn't agree more - he knew what she had been about to say, though she didn't say it, and it was true. They were supposed to wait, but he was glad they hadn't. Something about tonight had just felt... right. "I am, too. I mean... I would have waited, but you're not about to get any arguments out of me," he chuckled, but pressed a few soft kisses to her cheek and her temple, wanting her to know this wasn't just about feeling good, it was about so much more, with her.

And oh, how could he look anything but happy, at her next words? Who the hell cared if it wasn't bashful and demure, what she said was the best thing he'd ever heard, the way she wasn't afraid to tell him that, either. "Yeah? Really? Well - I mean, we can do it a lot." He paused, laughing sheepishly. "Or - well, you know. Not a little. But I don't think your dad is going to be okay with me asking to stay every night, so... " It might be a little hard to finagle a lot, just now. But he'd meant what he said - he meant to marry her, he wanted that with her, and as soon as he was able to get back on his feet, really back on his feet, and on his own (not that her uncle hadn't been the most hospitable of men), he wanted to ask her.

[blowonthese]

It was some sort of poetic thing she supposed. He'd gotten his old life back, remembered things once again, and this, this was something new, something that, it didn't matter if he remembered or not because they'd never done this before. She tried to think of a pretty way of putting it that way but she couldn't, so she just basked in his attention, smiling a gently.

"I could always come visit you at my uncle's," she put in quietly, her fingers stroking his face as she looked up at his face. It'd be easier to do this at her uncle's since her uncle tended to go on trips and she knew that he was just as a heavy sleeper as her father. Come Thanksgiving, they're both snoring on the couch first. "Plus every night... that might wear you out."

[dear_vera]

He supposed that if nothing else, they'd never been conventional, especially not with his amnesia getting in the way for the past few months. So it really didn't matter to him, whether this was 'normal' or not - he just wanted what was right for them, and the rest of the world could simply deal with it.

He laughed quietly, grinning widely as she suggested coming to visit him at her uncle's. "Oh... I think I might like that," he admitted; the man was a heavy sleeper, and he wasn't always home. It would work out pretty well, even if his bed there was a bit smaller than the Roberts' guest bed. "And I guess I should get some sleep sometimes," he conceded, "But if I had to lose sleep... you're the person I want to lose it to, beautiful." Speaking of sleep... now he felt like he might be able to get it, but he didn't want to suggest it yet - because he knew she'd have to go back to her room, and he was just too comfortable here, like this. He wanted to stay wrapped in this moment for as long as he possibly could, just to make sure tonight had really happened. "And we don't want your dad to get suspicious, either."

[blowonthese]

She knew that no matter where they did this, they couldn't spend the night together, probably not until they were married. Or if. It would be too tricky to maneuver it. But she could deal with not actually sleeping. Like now. Even though her body was starting to tell her she needed to rest, to sleep, she wanted to bask in this forever. And she imagined that tomorrow morning at breakfast would be one giant excuse to be blushing the whole time.

"Well, I hope you don't lose too much sleep," she teased softly. "And I don't think my father would get too suspicious. He thinks you're a good boy for the most part." She grinned at him, knowing that while he was a good man, what they just did wasn't his doing, she'd been the one to start it.

[dear_vera]

It would only be until they were married, if he had anything to say about it; but he knew the same, spending the night with her was out of the question, no matter how nice it would be to fall asleep with her tucked in his arms. Of course, he would certainly to his best to act completely normal tomorrow at breakfast, hard though it might be to keep his hands off of her. But he still needed to stay in her father's good graces, and he knew it, smiling wryly as she said her dad still thought he was a 'good boy.' "Little does he know..." he murmured, moving to kiss her playfully, softly. "But I mean to treat his daughter well. I promise." And that was most definitely the truth.

[blowonthese]

After this it would be hard for her to keep her hands off of him too, knowing what they could do. And she knew that she'd be blushing every time she though of tonight and of the way he sounded, felt, above her, below her. Her fingers combed through his hair as he kissed her playfully and spoke the same way. "Yeah, he'd be in for a big surprise." Of course, when he said he'd treat her well, she beamed up at him. "I know you will." She leaned up to kiss him deeply, her hand sliding down his back gently.

"I don't want to go back to my room."