all is 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

annie   wished   that   she   could   believe   her.      she   really   did.      but   katniss   wasn't   looking   well   and   her   gaze   almost   immediately   dropped   down   to   the   bleeding   wound   against   her   side.      they   couldn't   keep   going   like   this,      there   was   no   chance   that   they   would   make   it.      her   mouth   opened   to   protest   when   katniss   said   that   they   needed   to   get   moving   again,      taking   her   hand   and   allowing   the   other   woman   to   pull   her   along.         ❛❛   you're   bleeding!   ❜❜         she   says   while   being   pulled   along.      

her   breath   catches   at   the   sound   of   gunshots   and   she   immediately   ducks   her   head   out   of   instinct   alone,      pulling   her   shoulders   up   around   her   ears   until   they   were   crouched   behind   a   crumbling   wall.      the   entire   building   had   seen   better   days,      but   like   everything   else   around   them   it   was   a   shell   of   its   former   self.         ❛❛   you're   bleeding,   ❜❜         annie   says   again,      swallowing   thickly   against   the   images   that   rushed   through   her   mind.      no.      she   couldn't   do   that   now.      katniss   needed   her.         ❛❛   we   need   to      -      we   can't   keep   running.      you'll   bleed   out      ...      ❜❜                  

he’s   lounging   on   his   bed,   eyes   downcast   as   he   scrolls   through   his   phone   when   he   hears   her   question,   causing   him   to   lift   his   head   .   everything   that   he   was   currently   doing   goes   out   the   window   —   when   you   have   a   beautiful   woman   dressed   in   nothing   but   your   shirt   ,   you   don’t   care   what   stupid   rumors   are   spreading   on   social   media   .   he   tosses   his   phone   to   the   middle   of   the   bed   and   crosses   the   room   to   her   ,   his   hands   immediately   going   to   her   hips   .   “   incredible   -   but   you   would   look   even   better   without   it   .”

❛❛   that's   what   i   like   to   hear.   ❜❜         arms   come   up   and   rest   against   his   shoulders   as   she   clasps   her   hands   behind   his   neck.         a   glance   is   cast   in   the   direction   of   the   tossed   phone.      she   can   only   imagine   what's   being   said   now,      what   has   been   occupying   lukas'   time   and   attention.         ❛❛   want   to   tell   me   what   had   you   so   distracted?   ❜❜         rose   knows   that   she   can   pry,      could   probably   even   get   an   answer   out   of   him   if   she   pushed   enough;      but   there's   also   a   part   of   her   that   doesn't   want   lukas   to   feel   as   though   he   has   to   tell   her   anything   that   he   doesn't   want   to.            

Doesn’t   everyone   want   to   feel   in   the   night   the   beloved   body,   compass,   polestar   -   to   hear   the   quiet   breathing   that   says   '𝐈   𝐀𝐌   𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄',   that   means   also   𝔂𝓸𝓾   𝓪𝓻𝓮   𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮   because   you   hear   me,   you   are   here   with   me.   And   when   one   turns,  the   other   turns   —

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❛❛   oh   no,      please.      assume   away.   ❜❜         crossing   the   room,      a   hand   is   waved   and   sparks   float   from   the   tips   of   his   fingers.      it's   all   show,      a   dismissive   gesture   as   he   approaches   but   he   doesn't   come   too   close   just   yet.      even   he   knows   boundaries   and   he's   aware   that   this   particular   shadowhunter   is   still   prone   to   startle   if   magnus   comes   on   too   strong.      it   physically   pains   him   to   not   reach   out   but   he   restrains.      barely.         ❛❛   i   always   look   forward   to   our   visits,      is   that   not   obvious?   ❜❜         he   smiles   then,      eyes   shining   with   his   glamour.         ❛❛   should   i   make   it   more   obvious?      because   i   do   want   you   here,      alexander.      weekly   visits   aren't   enough   you   see,      i   demand   attention   at   all   times.   ❜❜         this   time   he   does   step   closer,      but   not   enough   that   he   wants   the   shadowhunter   to   feel   as   though   he's   trapped.      he's   obviously   free   to   do   whatever   he   wants   and   that   includes   visiting   and   leaving.         ❛❛   especially   when   that same   attention   comes   from   my   favorite   shadowhunter.   ❜❜      

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he   stared   and   stared,      then   turned   abruptly   at   the   thought   of   killing   him.      that   was   one   thought   that   he   didn't   particularly   enjoy.      all   the   hurt   and   all   the   pain,      and   yes   he   knew   some   of   it   was   warranted;      but   he   hated   it   now.         ❛❛   that   would   hardly   solve   anything.   ❜❜         thumbing   his   nose,      he   allowed   himself   a   moment   or   two   to   calm   before   he   returned   to   looking   at   him.         ❛❛   why   are   you   here?      now?   ❜❜