Meme Announcements!

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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

Happy Holidays, fellow Kinkmemers! I have returned and have no reasonable excuse for my absence except LIFE. I will be working on updating the archives. If anyone sees anything amiss, please let me know.

I am also hoping to find another Mod and an Archivist.

The more dedicated people we have in this Meme the less chance of it dying. I admit that being the sole keeper of the Meme is not great for the fandom. If something were to happen to me, for good, this place would go the way of the Fallout Kink Meme. Let's not let that happen! If anyone would be interested in Modding/Archiving, please drop me a line. Thanks! <3

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Re: What happens in Markarth stays in Markarth 17

[(Anonymous)]

And as much as the action was more arousing than the sensation itself, he still wanted her in his embrace - maybe one of the reasons was that he didn’t know what to do with his hands and it made him feel a bit awkward. He forgot all about that when she took him in his mouth, her tongue swirling over his tip, slowly taking more and more of him, sucking. He found it hard to concentrate, on anything except the goal really, his fingers entangled in her hair his eyes still on hers. A warm, tingling sensation in his groin, growing into a need, and at the same time he was getting too close to the edge too fast. Hips moving against her, almost involuntarily, even though he really didn’t want this to end quite yet. He wanted to feel every part of it, her tongue flat against the underside of his length, her lips wrapped around him in a sense that made him realize how vulnerable he was in her hands, his racing heart, forcing this feeling to burn throughout his entire being. He bit his jaws tight together, panting as her head was bobbing faster over him, couldn’t keep his eyes open any more, a build up that made him want to explode, and still she kept on, her tongue forcing him further up, the simple thought of her on her knees before him enough to make him mutter words and sentences he really didn’t think through or hear, making the warmth spread, the want grow, the need to just explode shivering just under his skin.
And then he came, spilled his seed in her mouth, shouting out his release, hands pulling her hair. He was panting when he looked down at her again and their eyes locked. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and he could feel her wet saliva going from warm to cold around his length. Hryssa rose to her feet and Ondolemar pulled her to his chest, panting, sweating, but finally feeling her warm skin against his, the softness of her breasts pressed against him. He kissed her shoulder. “I’m losing my mind”, he muttered and kissed her shoulder again. His body was completely drained, but he didn’t want this to end, not right now.
“Lavender, I don’t want this to be a one time experience”, Hryssa whispered against his ear, as if she’d read his thoughts
“We do not know what happens tomorrow, so let’s not talk about the future as if we had a choice”, Ondolemar hummed in return while his fingers stroke over her back. He lifted his head, brushed a strand of blond hair from her face and found her lips again.