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the rain meme

Ah, rain—the precipitation that the whole world has a love/hate affair with it. It waters the garden for free and ruins baseball games. It cools you off in the summer and it causes more ice and sleet to appear in the winter. Sometimes it is lovely and falls at a decent pace for a few hours, other times, it blasts the whole eastern seaboard away.

Poems and songs have been written about it, people have danced in it, others have cursed its entire existence, and still more refuse to go out and drive in it.

Now it’s time to roll some dice and see what the weather will have in store for you today.

directions

1. Comment with your character, series, preferences, etc in the subject.
2. Roll a number between 1-5 with the RGN for an intensiy.
3. Roll 1-15 with the RGN for a situation.
4. Reply to other comments and play the scenario out!
5. Don’t catch a cold!

intensity

1. DRIZZLE ☂ It’s not too heavy or too light of a downpour, just enough to wash away stuff in the air, water the ground, and clean up the streets.

2. MONSOON ☂ It’s horrible and awful! Rain is coming down in buckets, no one can get anywhere, the wind is whipping everything about, and now the cable is out.

3. SHOWER ☂ Reminds you of early spring, doesn’t it? A nice shower to make everything all green and smell fresh again. Lovely.

4. FLOOD ☂ While rain is good, it can sometimes be bad. Grab a boat!

5. CATS & DOGS ☂ You’re lucky with this one. It’s not the worst storm in the world, but it’s still pretty heavy. Be careful when driving!

prompts

1. A DARK, STORMY NIGHT ☂ You know all those stories that start off with a stormy night before something goes wrong: a murder, an attack by ninjas, a crime. It is one of the best known clichés in the world, and you’re stuck in the middle of it.

2. HUMIDITY ☂ It’s that time of the year again when the humidity rises and the rain has two options: make it worse or make it go away. Good luck getting the latter.

3. GRAY RAIN OF DEPRESSION ☂ We all know this one. Stuck in the middle of no where, or right after an argument, or something that leads to angst, the rain decides to express someone’s feelings in a physical form, serious or over the top.

4. QUIET MORNING ☂ Nothing to do, nowhere to be… sometimes the rain is a welcomed addition to a quiet day. Gives you an excuse to stay in, curl up in a warm blanket and a book, maybe a loved one or a cup of hot chocolate. With sprinkles.

5. PUDDLES ☂ After it rains, what is the number one thing you have to do? Go put on some rubber boots and splash around of course!

6. SUDDEN STORM ☂ It might have been predicted, but sometimes storms just sweep in and do their thing with little to no warning. Hope you’re not outside.

7. THUNDER & LIGHTNING ☂ Loud, surprising, scary, ominous, comforting, fantastic to watch or listen to… some like thunder and lightning, others not so much. Of course, if this happens before a big confrontation, the universe is telling you something.

8. CAN’T GET WORSE ☂ You did not say that. You did not just say that. How many times does this need to be seen in movies and books before anyone learns?

9. STUCK ☂ No, no, no, no. This cannot be happening. What happened to the ten percent chance of rain? You forgot your umbrella and now you’re stuck in it!

10. RUINED PLANS ☂ You had all these wonderful plans to go outside, have some fun in the sunshine, do some errands, maybe a date… and the weather goes against them.

11. DANCING ☂ Sometimes rain is a cause for celebration, or you just feel like doing something spontaneous. Grab someone to join you and get wet!

12. RAIN BATTLE ☂ The most intense, important battles happen in the rain. Verbal spars, punching someone in the guts; it’s all dramatic and climatic. And no one slips.

13. DATE ☂ Aww, don’t let the weather ruin your date! It can be really romantic, being out in the rain, and it’s always fun to go with the flow.

14. A DAY INSIDE ☂ Sometimes, it’s just better to stay inside and enjoy something simple and easy like board games or catching up on TV shows, or maybe the bills.

15. WILD CARD ☂ Was there something I missed? Did you want to roll again or choose your own adventure? Go for it!

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Wildness was something everyone knew existed in Gael. It was, sometimes, exhausting for him to even keep up with the expectations that others had put on him- from his expected attire to his sexual antics in the bedroom. At times, though, he really wished he wasn't who he was. Other times he didn't much care.

"Do you want to do the honors?" He asked Carlos, even as he leaned in and pressed his lips against the older man's chest, "or should I?" Though, really...Gael glanced sidelong at Bas for a moment, before leaning in to whisper softly in Carlos' ear. "He's new to it, love....perhaps we should pick just one, until he ask for more, mm?" He suspected that while Bas might have been willing to do it, he also might not have been mentally prepared for being totally at someone else's mercy. It was not something to be rushed into.

Pulling back, he reached out for the rope, before he leaned closer to Bas, pulling him back as he whispered in his ear, "I really have to ask- do you prefer fucking or being fucked? We never did get to that."

It was interesting, really, the intersections of their reputations. His and Gael's, perhaps even Sebastian's. Most people didn't know or think about the kind of antics Carlos got up to. Everyone seemed to think they knew what Gael did, and perhaps most of the time they were right. And he had a feeling some people thought Bas Novak got up to more than he really did.

He turned his head to give Gael a soft kiss. "I'll do it, darling," he said, taking the rope from Gael. One or the other was definitely the way to go, he thought as he pushed himself up. There was something apprehensive behind the King of Spades' son's eyes.

Bas watched the two of them together for a moment before he focused his attention on Gael and his whispered question. Ah, that one. "You're going to make me pick?" He murmured back. "I suppose if I have to - being fucked over fucking. By a hair." What was Carlos going to do to him, he wondered. There'd been something about that whispering that had...made him a little nervous, really.

"Mm," he murmured, reaching out to pull Bas closer. He honestly didn't want to move from Carlos, but as the man sat up, well....He was going to have to give him back his legs at some point. It was reluctantly that he moved from Carlos, moving on his knees toward Bas as he wrapped his arms around the man's waist from behind, pushing up against his back. "Personally, I have a love for being fucked." He said, though he left out that he also didn't actually get the chance to switch it up often. It was one of the many effects of being the smaller male in a male/male pairing.

His hands pushed down to explore Bas' body as he stretched himself himself up to peek over the other man's shoulder to Carlos. Leaning in he pressed his lips to the other man's shoulder as he grasped the man's cock and started to pump it ever so slowly. "Carlos is rather good at being a top, though. He gives it hard and rough, rather the way I do enjoy it most. What do you desire most, pet, during sex?" He asked, nipping at the side of Bas' neck as he pumped his hand and fondled the man's balls. "What do you want?"

Honestly, those stitches couldn't come out soon enough, Carlos thought as Gael shifted off of him to pull Sebastian back towards him. He moved onto his knees carefully. Really, it was the stitches that were most of the problem. The shoulder would heal slowly, but it wasn't hindering him that much at this point. He couldn't pick Gael up, not for a few months, but he had most of a range of motion with it. The stitches, though. They were in the way.

He took the rope from Gael, but didn't seem all that interested in doing much with it. Instead he watched Gael purring in Bas's ear as he stroked his cock, and he lifted a brow as the Spade looked over at him. "Don't be shy," he said as he moved close enough to give Bas a lingering kiss, before capturing Gael's chin and repeating the gesture. "Gael likes to please, and I don't mind it so much myself."

The two of them were just not really fair, Bas thought as Carlos pulled back from the unexpected kiss. Maybe the problem was that the threesomes he'd done had not been with people who were quite this...attuned to each other, he supposed. And to him. It had been about getting their own pleasure, largely, maybe playing some games, and it had all been faster and done sooner than Gael and Carlos were interested in. There was a part of him who wondered if he'd gotten in too deep. He tilted his head to watch Carlos kiss Gael inches away from his own face. His lips curved up a bit. "I'm not as much for hard and rough, generally, cheri," he said. "Je veux perdre l'esprit. Je veux que vous me faites perdre l'esprit. I like to lose control," he added in English for Carlos' benefit. He was very like his father in several ways; people were always telling him he had Jordan's drive and Jordan's looks and Jordan's mind. And he had an iron grip on his control the way his father did, too - it was how he dealt with the rigors of his education and the expectation that he'd rise swiftly through the ranks.

But Sebastian needed to lose that control sometimes or it got to be a bit much. He wasn't sure that his father was the same way, there.

He could do that, Gael thought, as he pulled away from Carlos' lips. His hands continued to move over Bas' body, as he turned his face to press one kiss and then another kiss against the warm flesh. It was becoming increasingly clear that Bas didn't really know what he wanted, or liked- which Gael found mildly frustrating, if only because he didn't know what to give the man to satisfy him.

But he could let him lose his mind. He could give him the experience of losing all control. It would have been easier with Carlos at his peak, but for now he could work around it. It also gave him a little bit of an idea. He nodded his head toward the head board, before slowly guiding Bas down the to bed, rolling the man onto his back as Carlos took the time to carefully tie Bas' hands up above his head.

Trailing his fingers down Bas' chest, Gael straddled the younger man's chest as he pulled Carlos up into a lewd, hungry kiss. He guided the other man's hands down his body, around to his ass as he deepened that kiss, tested the resolve of his lover to not give in to his desires. All the while he kept his own cock just out of reach from Bas, his hands reaching back to brush teasingly close to the bound man's cock without touching it.

It wasn't until a small, frustrated grunt escaped Bas' lips that Gael grinned against Carlos' lips, and he pulled away from Carlos and shifted himself off Bas in order to guide Carlos down to the bound man's cock, whispering suggestively in Carlos' ear before he slinked back up the bed to catch Bas' lips in his own.

He shouldn't be surprised, really, Carlos thought as he wrapped the purple rope around Bas's arms and wrists and bound him to the headboard. The expectations were high when you were the son of a king - he'd seen that with Ty. And that was with Elisha Kagan as a father, Jordan Novak would be a different kettle of fish.

"Relax," he murmured to Sebastian. "We'll take care of you, eventually." Eventually being the keyword, he thought as he leaned over the younger man to take Gael's mouth in a hungry, demanding kiss. His hands slid over Gael's skin. If they were too give Bas an extremely frustrating show, he thought, he could certainly make it a good one, and he toyed a bit with the plug still wedged in Gael's ass as Gael teased the man bound beneath him.

Relax, he said, Bas thought as he frowned a bit petulantly underneath them, trying to shift closer to Gael's teasing hands. Relax, as if that was really an option. Usually, by now, he would have come at least once, but instead it had been back and forth, give and take. He didn't mind so much, he thought as he licked his lips, but for the fact that he felt increasingly out of his depth. Which was exactly what he'd told Gael he wanted, of course. "Are you going to make me beg?" He asked against Gael's lips as he felt Carlos' hand wrap around his cock and pump before he then felt a wash of hot breath across it.

"Of course, pet." Gael purred as he leaned into Carlos, his back arching just a little as the other man played with the plug his ass. For a moment, he really didn't give a damn about what Bas wanted as his lips met with Carlos' again for a hungry, demanding kiss. He reached back to grasp Bas' cock and pumped it slowly.

There was no rush to his movements as he moved, his other hand coming up to slip around Carlos' neck as he pulled the man closer as he moved. He did not think he was going to hold himself to good behavior, with the man's stitches preventing him from doing a thing, at the rate they were going. Perhaps because he suspected that Bas wasn't fully prepared to give Gael what he wanted completely.

"I really hate you right now," he murmured against Carlos lips before he caught them again in a kiss, moving his hand around Bas' cock a little faster before let go and pulled away from Carlos to lean down and catch Bas' lips in a hungry, demanding kiss that was deceptively gentle as it was firm.

They were a pair who knew exactly what the other one wanted, Bas thought as he watched with heavy-lidded eyes. If his hands were free, he's be stroking himself as watched the two of them. He didn't think he'd ever had a lover he'd known as well as Gael knew Carlos, and Carlos knew Gael. His were usually one night stands, and if not that, strictly, then very much short term. Very much efficient and quick and solely about getting off as well.

He groaned as Gael pumped his cock, his eyes closing a moment before opening again and locking on the pair before him, and his breath caught a bit as Carlos looked over for a moment between kisses and met his stare. It was, a little, like the other man could see right through him. See what he wanted even better than he could himself. But then Gael was kissing him, and Carlos' mouth was hot and wet on his cock, sucking and teasing until Bas started to struggle against the bonds and moan into Gael's mouth.

Carlos crawled up him, his head appearing behind Gael's shoulder to stare for a moment before he smiled. He didn't strictly speaking know what Bas Novak wanted, he thought. But he had one or two suspicions, based on tonight. He'd been honest, as far as it went; he wanted to lose control. But Carlos suspected what he really wanted was for someone to take it from him - and that, at least, Carlos could do with a little help. His fingers slipped into Gael's hair and he tugged him away from Bas to whisper in his ear as he pulled the plug out of his ass. "Our pet needs lessons," he whispered into Gael's ear, setting the plug aside. "I'll teach him exactly how to fuck you like you want, mm, cariño? Ride his cock and I'll tell him how to fuck you until you're begging."

Gael was not, always, the easiest of people to please in the heat of the moment. Perhaps no one knew that as well as Carlos- who pulled a reaction out of Gael that was close to a look a pure pleasure as his hair was tugged, and his head angled back uncomfortably. He looked at the man for just a moment, listening to what he was told before slowly nodding and moving down Bas' body until he was straddled over the man's groin.

Lifting himself up, he reached back and held the younger man's stiff cock upright before he looked about for the lube. Finding it, he slicked his fingers just a little before reaching back and sliding them over the younger man's member. It wasn't, strictly speaking, as slick as it probably should have been, but it was enough to at least make it bearable for most people.

Slowly he lowered himself down, watching Bas as the man watched him impale himself of his cock. He spread his knees as far apart as he could, giving Bas a clear view of his hairless body, of his cock bouncing up and down as his hips moved along the thick member in ass. He leaned back, supporting his weight on one arm as he slowly started to pump his own cock. Carlos would teach Bas whatever it was he was going to teach him, but until then Gael was going to make his own sort of pleasure as it were.

It was a pretty sight, Carlos thought, and Bas clearly thought the same, he reflected as he watched the younger man tug at his bonds. "You're going to give yourself bruises," he whispered as he settled next to Sebastian. His hands stroked over Bas's skin, giving into the need to touch as they watched Gael. "He's a gorgeous one, isn't he? Makes you want to give him what he wants." And that was just what Gael had told him, Carlos thought as he stroked his fingers through soft, dark hair.

But sometimes a few more details were in order, really. He could see how Gael's description of his likes had lacked specificity. "He wants you to fuck him so hard it seems like you could break him. You won't. He can take it. He wants to take it. If it hurts a little bit, that's exactly what he needs." It could be hard to believe that was true, he thought, if you didn't usually play these kinds of games. "Buck into him hard. Make him lose that grip on his cock. Make him sob with it, baby."

He wet his lips as Bas looked at him with just a flash of the arrogance he'd lost when he'd started to feel over his head with their games, and Carlos laughed as he watched Bas thrust into him violently hard. "Like that," the Spade purred. "Or harder?"

It was a challenge to keep himself from falling back against the bed as Bas thrusted up into him, pushing him up. Much to Carlos' plan, it did not take but a few of those well timed thrust for Gael to release his cock in favor of keeping himself from falling off the bed with an unexpected thrust.

"Certainly harder," Gael purred as he moved, pushing himself up he rocked his hips back as he leaned forward and braced himself against the headboard with one hand pushing down on Bas' chest. "I'm sure you can....do that."

Carlos still murmured in his ear, egging him on, really, as Bas took Gael with the kind of a hard rhythm that he probably hadn't used in the bedroom before. Carlos could hardly blame him; he and Gael weren't exactly in the normal range.

"Harder?" Bas said though, in an arch sort of voice. "I can, but do you want it enough to untie one of my hands?" He could be rougher, he thought, if he had the leverage to grab Gael closer.

Carlos was probably smirking at him, but Gael neither looked more cared when he reached forward, and tugged on the end of the rope that caused the knot to fall out and the rest quickly unravel. Bas hadn't been tied up nearly long enough to completely lose the use of his hands, though there was a wince it seemed in the first few moments of freedom.

It hardly lasted very long though, as he rolled Gael to his back and started to hammer his way home. Gael's fingers tangled into the sheets as he let out a loud moan, his back arching up as he turned his head. His eyes caught sight of Carlos' throbbing cock as his whole body was rocked with each thrust, and with a shaky hand he reached out to grasp it, pumping it a little as he tugged the man closer.

Once Carlos was close enough, Gael first lapped at the large dick in his hand, before he twisted and leaned in to lap at it lewdly, fondling the balls as slowly swallowed the swollen member and began to coax not just one man, but two to completion.

Of course he was smirking at him; as Gael had so astutely pointed out earlier, Carlos was a top, which meant here, at least? He could be a bit of a smug ass. Right now, the smug was based on the slightly skeptical look Gael had given him when he'd told him to fuck himself on Bas' cock.

It was, of course, working out just fine, he thought as he crawled closer to the other boy, groaning a bit as Gael turned his head to lap and suck at his cock as Sebastian pounded into him. If nothing else, Sebastian Novak was excllent at taking direction, he thought as his eyes went a bit half-lidded. Good at initiative too, he thought, his eyes opening a bit as Bas's tongue licked over his cock, at least the part Gael had pulled off of. "
Hacer que venga con nosotros" he murmured to Bas, and almost purred as two pairs of blue eyes leveled him with a stare, for two different reasons. Gael really hated it when he spoke Spanish like this.

Bas wrapped his hand around Gael's cock, though, and the time for displeasure was short as he stroked in time with his thrusts, and as Gael used the same rhythm against Carlos. As Carlos started to thrust back into Gael's mouth, his head tipping back. It all made Bas's lips part a bit. Really, he thought, it would have only been better if Carlos hadn't had those stitches. His eyes squeezed shut for a moment as he felt himself drawing close, and then slitted open again - as if he was checking to be sure at least one of his lovers was coming with.

Gael's back arched upward, as it he was a bow being pulled taut. Bas' strokes became more insistent as he neared, and Gael was not able to hold back as his body responded in kind to the manipulation. He groaned around Carlos' cock as he came, his body tightening around Bas even as the man hammered home, releasing spunk deep within Gael with a loud groan of satisfaction.

Pulling back, Gael pumped Carlos a few quick times before he too joined the fray, covering Gael's face and chest with spunk before the Heart fell back against the bed, chest heaving up and down as Bas leaned in over her.

"Well....I'm starting to feel like this should happen again, only....when everyone is capable and able to take part." He said softly, breathing heavy still as he weighed the options of getting up and moving verse laying there.

"Come into the clinic in a couple of days and I'll take the stitches out myself," Bas said as he pulled out of Gael and collapsed on the bed next to him, his eyes nearly closed until he heard a chuckle and opened his eyes to watch Carlos Sanchez slip off the bed and towards the bathroom.

Carlos was back a moment later with a warm cloth, and he slid back into bed, wiping it over Gael - who'd gotten most of it - before handing it to Bas to clean up whatever spunk had landed on his skin. There was a part of him that thought it was a bit dangerous to do this too many times. Sebastian was very pretty, very mischievous, and very fluent in French. But then, he was very pretty, very mischievous, and nearly as fluent in Spanish, and Carlos kind of wanted Gael to watch him fuck him.

Well, and he wanted to fuck both of them. Tonight had been frustrating in parts. "Probably can be arranged," he murmured as sank back against the pillows and pulled Gael against him.

Gael stretched out along the bed as Carlos got up to get the rag, happy enough to let the other man clean him up before he fell asleep. Well, started to fall asleep. On a normal night, this would have just been round one- there would have been more to come after a brief break to catch themselves and maybe clean up just a bit. He didn't imagine that Bas was use to marathon sex, though, and found it unlikely that he'd be up to a round two or three.

He curled into Carlos when the man laid back down and pulled him up tight against him- smirking just a little as he pressed his lips down against the man's chest and kissed it lightly before using the broad shoulder as a pillow.

"Next time we can pose for you, you can make a drawing to remember it by," Gael teased and slid an arm over Carlos' stomach, lifting his head up to look at Bas over his shoulder for a moment. "Mm, wake me up in the morning? I have to go to work...."

He would have protested Gael's assumption vehemently if the other man had said it out loud...but truthfully, he wasn't wrong. Sex for him wasn't always quick by any means, and it was nearly always extremely satisfying, but it was also done once it was done. He generally, he thought, didn't even stay the night. Though apparently he was now.

He watched Gael and Carlos for a moment - really, he thought, they were far more adorable than one would expect from someone of Gael Shaw's reputation before he settled back. "Mm, of course," he said. "I have to be at work tomorrow too."

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