meme | #002 -- absolute obedience ( do you do you want to )

[the]

the ABSOLUTE OBEDIENCE MEME 1. Post with your character. 2. That character is compelled to follow the orders of anyone who replies. 3. Any orders. 4. Any orders. Meme Strategy: There's nothing in the rules about whether or not your character knows s/he must obey - as well, the other character might not know that s/he must be obeyed. Play it however you like. Don't like the orders you got? Not willing to have your character follow them, even if you've had a good time up to this point? Talk to the other player, use OOC notes or PMs, try and work it out. Got some stuff you'd never want to play out? Consider making a preferences post and linking to it when you reply here. Wanna give orders that people would love to follow? Give em context. Make it a story. Is this about revenge? Working out some personal issues? Too dumb to realize that the other guy has to do whatever your guy says?

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[seesobserves]

It - would - depend on what I needed from you! You're not like Mycroft or Lestrade, you don't have any particular powers to exploit other than your blog and the attentions of all those girls you write to, and neither of those are particularly worthy of my attention. You're welcome to them.

[But John's probably not going to be satisfied with that answer. He shrugs.] Little things. I'd probably make you buy me a whole carton of cigarettes, for a start.

[sicknastiest]

[Yeah, seriously, fuck worrying about that - fuck even worrying how to breathe with his face shoved against Tav's nook like that, because as long as the troll keeps making noises like that, Dave doesn't really fucking care about anything else.

He's all too happy to comply with Tav's request, shoving his tongue into Tav's nook over and over again, curling it against the troll's inner walls to gather up all that dripping fluid.

For just a moment, he pulls away, his face smeared with light brown fluid.]

come on tav
tell me how it feels

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[He's making all sorts of new and interesting noises now, fingers loosening and clenching in that blond hair, and Tav lets out a gasp at the sight of his genetic fluid smeared all over Dave's perfect fucking bone structure.

And then words are tumbling out of his mouth like there's no tomorrow.]

fUCK IT'S LIKE,
wINNING A THOUSAND ALTERNIAN WILDLIFE BATTLES ALL AT ONCE,
jEGUS YOUR TONGUE, iT'S, uM,
sO PERFECT, iNSIDE,
uHHH,
mY NOOK,
fUCK,
i CAN'T,

[He can't, mostly because he's realized that he's compared Dave going down on him to Alternian Wildlife battles. Whoops.]

[sicknastiest]

[Dave pauses, pulls back, wipes his face with the back of one pale hand - and then just looks up at Tav, one eyebrow quirked.]

so
should i just
go ahead and assume thats pretty much the most awesome thing that could ever happen to you
because i have no fucking idea what that means

[blogging_mystery]

[ John snorts ] That sounds about right. Tell you want you can one cigarette tonight, and no patches. That's it.

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

Fuck. Fuuuuuck. Tav's pretty much full-body blushing. How could he have said something so inexcusably stupid? He blinks, and then decides to just go with it.]

uMMMM,
yES,
yES, tHAT'S CORRECT,
uH,
sORRY,

[thenameofscreen]

[ Titan Tower is... hell, what do five teenagers need with a GIANT T? What do they even use all that space for, or is it all stairwells and elevators?

Starfire is just gonna grab a bottle of mustard from the pile after popping the movie into the player, then float on back to have a seat next to Robin. ]

Robin? Please do not mind if I ask, but what is the "aster", and how does it feel? Is it good...? [ Oh please be good. PLEASE BE GOOD.






Meanwhile, mustard, meet straw. Straw, meet Star's lips. ]

[seesobserves]

[He nods his consent, but it's a nod more than partially broken by the fact that he has to consent. With the check paid, he snatches up his takeaway and stands, heading for the door.

Only another hour, he reminds himself. At most.]

Is that what you're going to do? Balance your orders against what I'd ask of you?

[sicknastiest]

[Slowly, so slowly, Dave's lips curl up at the corners, and it is a surprisingly soft expression.]

well all right
i guess thats okay then
ill just keep doing this then shall i

[He leans forward again, going back to wrapping his lips tightly around Tav's squirming bulge. His throat's probably had enough of a rest by now.]

[blogging_mystery]

Why not, I'm not cruel Sherlock. I'll just aim for you to have a reasonably healthy evening... healthier then you normally have anyway. Maybe have you actually pick up some milk.

What did you think I would do?

[idkmybfftinkerbull]

[Relief. So much relief. Tav nods, ecstatic that Dave seems to be amused (???).]

oKAY,
tHAT SOUNDS GO-mMPH,

[Shhhhit, Dave is good at catching him off-guard like this. Tav's fingers are back in his hair, and he takes the opportunity to slowly push his hips forward, sinking himself deeper into Dave's mouth, between fucking heavenly lips.]

[sicknastiest]

[With just a little effort, Dave relaxes his throat, lets Tav pull his head forward while the troll rocks his hips, sliding his bulge into the back of Dave's throat again.

It's...odd, but not really bad, and as long as Dave takes slow, shallow breaths, there's not too much of a problem. And as a matter of fact, it's actually...kind of good. Kind of nice. And before Dave realizes it, there's soft moans spilling from him, muffled by Tav's bulge between his lips.]

[sorcerous]

I wanted to burn.

[ Burn the monster free, keep the shining God. Become better than he was by stamping out every trace of the scourge that made him other. ]

[thenameofscreen]

[ Slowing down once about there. She'll just pretend not to notice the clinging, but she's blushing. Yep. She noticed and is a terrible actor. ]

The power of Tamaraneans' flight comes from the feeling of joy. I am most delighted to be able to share this with you, Robin. [ Someone's got the fluffy friendship feelings. :D ]

[brosif]

And what do you want now?

[striking]

Tell me more.

[the_new_sexy]

[He imagines this instruction is meant to be a comment on his flattery, but he finds himself unable to stop, to his great embarrassment]

There are very few people, let alone women, that I respect intellectually, and you---managing to outwit me not once, but twice, you are unique. Boring wouldn't suit you.

[the_new_sexy]

Consulting detective.

... I'm sorry.

[gruesome]

"... Don't look at me like that."

Already on edge from having to deal with his least favorite of the morgue attendants, and surprised at coming home, body bag conspicuous by his side, to find Jim Kirk waiting in his loft, Some could not help but be instantly defensive.

"Why don't you try it, living with the hunger, with just this one choice?" he snapped, his gesture at the bag making his meaning clear.

[original_fine]

"That's not why I'm--"

Jim cut off sharply, his eyes snapping to the bag as Some gestured. He swallowed painfully, a tight, uncomfortable feeling in his gut.

T'Pol | Star Trek: Enterprise | normal or mirror!verse, just specify!

[with_discipline]

[seesobserves]

Treat me like a disapproving parent treats a child. Which is exactly what you are doing. Next you'll be telling me to clean my room.

Erik Lensherr | X-Men: First Class

[wecanavenge]

[gruesome]

Some pushed the bag to the side of his small loft, unwilling to eat with Jim here. The body inside was whole, outweighing him easily, but he could shove it with effort.

"Sorry," he said after a moment, straightening and slightly out of breath. He ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it back. "I know you didn't... Why?"

[original_fine]

Jim blinked, tearing his gaze away and looking back at Some, a little lost. "I... Sorry." He shook his head. "It was rude of me to just barge in, I..."

He was hungry. Starving. He wasn't sure why, and wasn't sure why it made him so uncomfortable. "I just came by to see how you were doing."