MAKEOUT MEME REDUXX

[featheryasshole]

❤ COMMENT with your characters.
❤ COMMENT to characters with who they should makeout with or just comment to people you want your character to makeout with.
❤ Everyone makes out with everyone else in the comments. They are magically compulsed to do so! CAN'T ABSCOND.
❤ BE HIDEOUS.
❤ LATHER, RINSE, REPEAT.

Comments

[reunified.livejournal.com]

Do you even know how girls kiss?

[ ARE YOU GAY, BRO. Are you? Casually ignoring the fact he's not saying stop, okay. ]

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

Fuck, man, I've probably slept with more chicks than you and Clarke have combined.

[HALF-GAY. IT'S CALLED BISEXUAL. Yeah he noticed, because he's still grinding up against you.]

[reunified.livejournal.com]

Then you'd think you'd have learned something.

[ Altman is trying so very hard to keep a poker face going right now in the face of all this half-gay all up in his business. And, uh, other areas. ]

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

I know you kiss like a chick.

[Oh. No you don't. Alejandro stops moving his hips, just pausing for a moment, giving him a very fiery glare before reaching down between them to cup Altman between the legs with his normal hand.]

[reunified.livejournal.com]

I don't kiss like a--

[ Altman cuts himself off with a slightly strangled sound, eyes going huge. ]

You. Um.

[ Shit shit shit brain why aren't you working. ]

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

I what.

[Squeezes his hand a little. Definitely smug again.]

You're the one excited as hell.

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ You're touching his junk, jackass.

Just.Ignore that hip twitch, and the little sound that comes with it. ]

A-and whose fault is that?

[ He's still going to stare at Alejandro as defiantly as he can manage. Which... isn't very convincing, at the moment. ]

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

[Like your wang is the first he'd ever touched, Altman. As if.

He rubs his hand against Altman, nice and slow.]

Kinda your fault. What with the whole kissing me out of no where thing.

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ Oh fuck, if this was anyone else (ideally female), he'd be perfectly happy to have someone touching him like that. Except it's not anyone else, it's this asshat. ]

Yeah, well.

[ Okay, he doesn't really have an explanation for that. ]

Shut up. You didn't tell me to fuck off.

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

[WHOSE FAULT IS THAT, ALTMAN.]

And you didn't tell me to fuck off when I gave you the tongue. I just went along with it.

[He grabs onto Altman by the shoulder, turning and shoving him towards the wall.]

I am completely blameless here.

[reunified.livejournal.com]

That's not--

Hey!

[ Oh shit, maybe he shouldn't have been so mouthy. Please please please don't be about to beat his sorry ass. ]

What are you doing?

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

I'm gonna jam it in.

[There's a pause. Then Alejandro laughs.]

Okay, no, I was probably gonna give you a blowjob if you didn't bitch about it. What's it gonna be?

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ Oh good, he's not going to get beat up.












WAIT WHAT.

This face forever. ]

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

[SMUG FOREVER.

He'll just. Slowly. Start undoing your pants for you. Isn't he so nice.]

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ I'm sorry but you kind of broke his brain. ]

You can't be serious.

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

Lemme put it this way, Altman.

[Tugs down your pants a bit. Doodoodoo.]

If you walk away now? I laugh at you 'cuz you wussed out. I give you a blowjob? I laugh at you because you'll like it. It's kind of a win-win for me here.

So yeah, I'm pretty fuckin' serious.

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ THIS CAN'T BE REAL. ]

You can't be serious.

[ Because repeating it helps. ]

Not letting a guy blow you is not wussing out.

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

No, it's totally wussing out. I can't really see how it's not wussing out after making out with another guy and letting him pretty much hump you.

[Just. Will start stroking Altman. Awkward handjob is go.]

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ O-okay a solid half of Altman's brain just refused to keep working. Forgive him if he sounds a little out of it, he's kind of busy staring like a deer in the headlights.

There's a guy.

Touching his dick.



what the shit what the shit what the shit what the shiiiiit ]

I-I. I didn't ask you to hump me.

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

[The gayness just got AMPLIFIED, Altman. There is a big muscular Latino engineer touching and stroking your dick. AND YOU LET IT HAPPEN.]

You could have stopped me. Didn't tell me no. You didn't do shit to make me stop.

But hey, if you got such a big damn issue with it, I'll fucking stop right now.

[And he just. Pulls his hand away. No more HANDJOB, how do you like that.]

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ IT'S NOT LIKE HE ASKED FOR THIS, OKAY. God, why did you have to shove your homo at him.

...Except that doesn't stop him from making a noise of disappointment before he can stop himself. It's not his fault, okay--big muscular Latino engineer or no, having someone jerk you off after a massive dry spell isn't exactly unpleasant.

But. He's not going to demand Alejandro continue. He's not that fucking desperate. ]

You. Are a jackass.

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

So glad you noticed.

[Plants his mechanical hand against the wall by Altman's head, leaning in close. The smirk is a bit more subtle; still there, but not as egotistical.]

You want me to continue?

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ Okay, when he kissed Alejandro earlier? This is the last place he thought he'd end up. He says uncle, he's a wuss. He gives the go ahead, he's a wuss. It's a no-win, embarrassing as fuck situation either way and this is not the kind of decision he wants to be making with his pants open and an erection bothering him.

What is his life. ]

I don't give a fuck what you do now. I can't win, can I? Either finish or go away. [ So he can finish himself off in private, sob. ]

[cousinisdeeeead.livejournal.com]

[NOT AS PLANNED was it.

He doesn't say anything for a moment, then he just leans in, kissing Altman a lot more gently than he had before. Then gives him a more-or-less friendly smack on the shoulder.]

Fair enough. I'll call it off.

[Alejandro backs off. He'll just. LET YOU DEAL WITH THAT.]

[reunified.livejournal.com]

[ OH THANK... Whatever Altman believes in, since he's not big on god. He awkwardly arranges himself back into his pants, ever so carefully zips up, and books it without so much as a glance backwards.

Let us never speak of this again.

Ever.

On penalty of spoon shanking. ]