#fire play

[fireboots4all]

The Red Charge of the Beltane Fire Festival on Calton Hill, Edinburgh Scotland

[yanderejustforyou]

Day 5 - Fire Places || Fuzzy Socks, Soft Rugs, and Hands Intertwined

Fandom: The Dark Knight Pairing: Joker x Reader Genre: Dark Romance | Fire Play

Short and Sweet

The fire crackled rhythmically in the hearth, its gentle popping sounds forming a comforting soundtrack that filled the cozy space. The flames danced merrily, casting a warm and flickering glow throughout the dimly lit room, transforming the shadows into shifting forms that flicked along the walls. The ambiance wrapped around you like a familiar blanket, soothing and intimate. The only other sounds accompanying the fire were the soft shuffle of your fuzzy socks against the plush rug that cradled your feet, the fibers a gentle embrace against your skin.

You sat cross-legged on the floor, a position that felt relaxed yet charged with energy. Your hands were delicately intertwined with his, fingers threading through the various grooves and lines of his palms. It was a captivating moment as you traced the paths of his lifeline, a habit you had formed time and again, lost in the simple act of connection while he remained utterly focused on you. His gaze bore into you, intense and unwavering, as if he were trying to read every thought that danced through your mind.

Joker was a creature of chaos, a harbinger of unpredictable energy, but there was something distinctly different about the atmosphere tonight. His typical manic exuberance, the kind that sent shivers down your spine, had morphed into a more brooding demeanor, one that hinted at something darker—an intensity that felt possessive and all-consuming. The firelight flickered against his pale skin, casting an ethereal glow that accentuated the sharp contours of his face and the mischievous smirk that tugged playfully at the corner of his lips.

“Comfy, are we?” he purred, his voice low and almost syrupy sweet, yet it held an unmistakable undercurrent of danger that sent a delightful shiver racing down your spine. He was playing a game, as he always did, one that danced precariously on the edge of thrill and trepidation. His other hand, so delicate yet full of intent, drifted toward the dancing flames, hovering dangerously close to the lick of fire. It was as if he were hypnotized by the flickering light, his fixation palpable in the air between you.

You couldn't help but feel a warm thrill flood through you, the cocktail of fear and fascination swirling just beneath your skin. You watched as his fingers dipped impossibly closer to the flames, almost as if he were caught in a challenge—determining whether he was testing the heat of the fire or the limits of your own discomfort. All the while, your heartbeat quickened, a drum echoing softly in the silence, matching the rising tension in the room.

“I could burn you, you know,” Joker whispered, his voice a dark melody that sent a thrilling chill racing along your spine. The malicious gleam in his eyes sparkled like the flames, full of mischief and something deeper that hinted at desire. “But I think I’d rather have you just... melt under my touch.” His words wrapped around you, both inviting and foreboding, painting vivid images in your mind.

You swallowed hard, the blend of fear and excitement swirling inside you as his hand finally returned to yours, reestablishing that electric connection. He threaded his fingers between yours, a possessive gesture that filled you with a mix of comfort and uncertainty as he tugged you closer, his grin widening into something predatory. “You’re mine now,” he declared, his voice thick with intent. “Fire can be so... persuasive, don’t you think?” The heat from his touch radiated with every second, the tension palpable as you shared this moment, suspended in time.

With a playful tilt of his head, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear, sending tingles of anticipation coursing through you. “Let’s see if we can heat things up a little more,” he murmured softly, his tone dripping with a concoction of temptation and almost sinister promise, igniting a spark of wild exhilaration in your chest.

[doemiqwerty]

Boyfriend who puts his cigarettes out on me

Sorry, what I meant to say is boyfriend who puts his cigarettes out on me

Ahh, my bad. What I mean to...

[callistoscollection]

TEMPERATURE PLAY

Temperature play is a type of sensation play that involves using a variation of hot and cold temperatures in order to stimulate the body's neuroreceptors. This can include wax play, fire play and ice play.

Always keep a cool, damp towel nearby in case of any accidents and check the temperature of items before use by testing them on yourself and/or using cooking thermometers.

Temperature play can include:

- Melted wax.

- Ice cubes.

- Warming lubes.

- Warmed oils.

- Sex toys heated up or cooled down with warm or cold water.

- Hot or cold showers.

- Ice baths.

- Spicy foods or foods such as ice cream.

[preywhore]

if you love it let it burn

[kimitheklown]

Sister caught me fooling around in the flames tonight

[willmarthofiaddison]

Hot coals

Single digits tonight

Champlain Valley, Vermont

[vshouse]

*Cuddles close and blinks up at you nice and cute after a long drag and then puts my cig out on you*

"And what are you gonna do about it huh?"

Minors and Ageless blogs will be blocked

[needytboy]

yesterday i got off while burning my clit with a lighter and it was probably the most masochistic thing i’ve ever done

[fireboots4all]

Happy Beltane! Bring on the Red Hoard and the Fire!

Bring out the May Queen and the Green Man!

Burn the old King!

[astaldis]

@witcherwheeloftheyear

Rating: Explicit, No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: F/M

Relationship: Yennefer of Vengerberg / male Lover (of your choice)

Prompts: Hawthorn, fire and smoke, Temperature Play, Make a wish

Additional tags: Fire play, blindfold, Smut, Romance, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Oral Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Dom Yennefer of Vengerberg, NSFW

Words: 3,469

Summary: Yennefer has a beautiful May Night with her lover. Who the lover is? I had one specific Witcher character in mind when I wrote the fic, but you might fancy a different pairing. So, feel free to decide yourself, whoever works best for you, Yennefer/Geralt, Yennefer/Jaskier, Yennefer/Istredd, Yennefer/Cahir, Yennefer/You, ...

She sighs, as happy as a clam at high tide. What a beautiful evening! Unusually mild for May Eve in the north despite the cloudless, velvety sky speckled with stars and adorned with the waxing quarter moon. Two big bonfires are burning in the centre of the meadow, their red orange flames licking against the nightly firmament. Happily dancing tongues inviting to dance yourself. But no, not yet. She is far too full from the delicious feast and desires nothing in the world but to sit here at the edge of the pasture under the blooming hawthorn bushes, swathed in their sweet spring scent that reminds of vanilla and almond with just a splash of spice to it - and wrapped up tight in the strong arms of her lover. If she were a cat, she would be purring so loudly, the sound would carry from the hill all across the valley and echo through the entire northern continent. No, further, as far as Nilfgaard.

Has she ever been so deeply contented, Yennefer wonders for a moment. A very brief and fleeting moment, though, as, from behind, she can now feel a warm breath tickling her left ear. Then, gods, the tip of a tongue. A very skilled tongue that knows exactly where and how to touch her to suddenly make her want more than just sit and sigh. The tingling sensation aroused by the teasing touch spreads right from her ear to her gut, awaking a swarm of butterflies in her tummy, making her feel warm in all the right places and, at the same time, giving her goosebumps all over. Kindling the flames of desire. The tongue traces down the curve of her neck where her lover places a gentle kiss, hardly more than a breath, then it wanders up again. Now she can feel his teeth nibbling tantalisingly gently on her earlobe.

"Want to go to a more private place for a while?" he asks, his voice husky as he whispers the words into her ear. He does not wait for an answer but lifts her up as he stands, and she lets him do so more than willingly.

"Mmm," Yennefer agrees, and it almost does sound like a purr. She turns around in her lovers arms, facing him. Standing on tiptoe, she looks up and presses her lips to his. They kiss. Tenderly, teasingly at first. Then their lips part. Their saliva mingles as their tongues meet. They taste each other in a breathless, eager embrace. Finally, Yennefer breaks the kiss.

"And I know exactly where to go," she says enigmatically, taking his hand in hers. "Come."

Continue reading on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46825288

[callistoscollection]

FIRE PLAY

Fire play is a form of edge play and temperature play.

The most common types of fire play are; contact fire and body fire. Contact fire involves running burning implements along the skin. And body fire involves smearing flammable substances onto the skin, and then setting them alight for long enough to tingle without actually burning.

Some other types of fire play you can look into are:

- Cell Popping.

- Fire cupping.

- Branding.

- Flash cotton.

Never participate in fire play under the influence of drugs or alcohol. Fire can scar a person horribly as well as cripple or kill them in painfully brutal ways so if you’re using it you need to be as focused and in control as possible.

Fire play is quite specialised, and you shouldn’t try it unless you’re 100% confident you know what you’re doing, have practised extensively, are first aid certified, and know what to do if it goes wrong. Learning through guides, workshops, and practice is essential.

Knowing basic body structure is key. Know where the skin is most sensitive, like around mucous membranes, and avoid areas like the face, neck, crotch, nipples, the inside of arms, behind knees, and Achilles tendons.

Before a fire scene; you should always make sure the Sub is free of flammable oils or fragrances. To be extra safe, it can be a good idea for everyone to rinse off first.

Keep in mind certain synthetic fabrics can melt and burn you and things like acrylic nails are quite flammable. Additionally, refrain from wearing metal jewellery as it can burn you if heated.

There are many ways to do Fire Play, each with its own level of risk. Whether or not you’re doing actual fire play or simply using fire to light a candle you should keep nearby:

- A first aid kit.

- A flame-retardant fire blanket or towel that can quickly put out fires in an emergency

- Burn creams and aloe vera.

- Hair ties.

- A phone for emergencies.

- Water bottles and/or a bucket of water.

- A fire extinguisher.

[preywhore]

the best part of fireplay is the meeting between the scared prey part of your brain that flinches from the fire + heat vs the submissive part of your brain that completely trusts your top knows exactly how much you can + should take

[burnmede]

Yep, i'm still here.

[sadmages]

Having ocs is fucked up they make you wake up and think stuff like what if i learn to code in renpy and make this into a visual novel. Who said that

[submissivefeminist]

Did you know you're cool? What's the coolest thing you've ever done?

My cool era was like 2013 tumblr and I'm afraid I've peaked. 😂

A lot of kink things I've done I think are pretty cool, but the coolest sounding one in my opinion was the time I bottomed for a fire-play master and his apprentice. Being lit on fire can be...fun? Who knew!