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[autophoenix]

Tifa missed the awkward sex meme. She's posting her people here and you'd better thread with her X

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[obiwanning]

3+1 ... and if this doesn't go anywhere that's okay. 8) Also this is S5 clearly.

[poorexample]

[Castiel is seated on the edge of Dean's motel bed, but it's clear that doing anything in that bed is the last thing on his mind. Instead he's thinking of the Apocalypse, of the fact that he may as well be human these days, of the war between his brothers and the two human boys who are caught up in it. He sends Dean a weary glance which lasts for only a second before glancing down to the stained carpet once more. He lifts one hand to the back of his neck and grimaces as he tries to work a knot out.]

[slayerdom]

I - 3

[breakmychest]

[Mmm, sex sex sex sex sex... CRASH!]

BLOODY HELL, Buffy, Buffy, stop... my telly!

[slayerdom]

[ And all sexy motions jerk to a stop for Buffy to pull back with a judgmental, critical eye as she looks at Spike in disbelief. ]

Your telly? Oh my god, Spike, it's a TV. Go ... get a new one from the dump. It was outdated, anyway. Now, would you just -- [ She shifts on top of him, fumbling to get his pants open. ] -- stop complaining and -- [ She cuts herself off by leaning in and pulling him in for a hungry, desperate kiss. ]

[breakmychest]

[On his scale of priorities, Buffy opening his pants and kissing him is somewhere above things like television, but still. There was a Passions marathon the next day, and there was no way they'd be done with sex in time for him to get a new one before dawn. He breaks away from the kiss.]

You can't just go around destroying people's things and acting like it's not a big deal!

[...but oh hell, semi-naked Buffy. He has to kiss her again, despite the admonishment.]

[thatdemonbitch]

1/7

[intuitivelyapt]

[WHICH ONE OF THEM THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA FOR TWO CLAUSTROPHOBIC PEOPLE TO GET IT ON IN THE AIRPLANE BATHROOM.]

I think I'm going to throw up on you. [It doesn't matter bc Sylar is blaming her.]

[thatdemonbitch]

[ Ruby shoves him up against the opposite wall of the bathroom. Because him being close while they're in close quarters is just making it worse. She sneers. ]

Do it and I'll start cutting parts off, eyebrows. [ But, dammit, they're mostly naked now anyway they might as well ... go for it ... She follows him that whole six inches to the other side of the stall and crushes her lips against his, pulling him down by his excessively girly asymmetrical hair. ]

[intuitivelyapt]

If you did, they'd just grow back and then we'd have even less space in this god forsaken bathroom. [But they're ... making out now. And that's cool. He puts his hands around her waist and closes his eyes and tries to forget they're trapped in a death cage.

AND THEN SOMEONE KNOCKS ON THE MOTHERFUCKING DOOR >:( So he breaks contact to scream. ]

IT SAYS "OCCUPIED"! ARE YOU BLIND?

[watcherless]

2/7

[marlborocousin]

Did you really lose the key to the handcuffs or are you just saying that? [post traumatic stress disorder in 3 ... 2 ...]

[watcherless]

You know what's really helpin' me find 'em? This attitude. Maybe I oughtta gag you while you're stuck there. I mean, Wes, if that's what you're going for ... all you gotta do's ask. I know you British types are all just uptight to cover up the freaky side. [ She's seated on top of him, in her underwear, and not actually actively searching for the keys. ]

So, just take a chill pill, relax a little, and I'll find 'em when we're done, all right? [ She dips her head down to kiss at his neck, her hips rolling down against his. ]

[marlborocousin]

[He tries to let the tension ease, excluding all the places where it should not be eased, but it's hard to take his mind off the handcuffs. Faith just has that effect on him.] ... So you really don't know where they are. [Deep breaths, think of the hot bitch on top of him, it's all gonna be okay ... ]