KISSING GAME

[just_married]

Who: idols
Where: game tower!
When: day 124 evening onwards

[ the game alert goes off again! once you’ve all managed to extract yourselves from the fanmail and made your way to the game tower... you’ll find a familiar face waiting for you.

floating roughly in the center of the lobby, seated crosslegged in midair with a scroll unfurled across his lap, Yasuragi is dressed more or less thusly, hands gloved, feet bare, and hair splayed uncharacteristically loose over his shoulders. He looks neither particularly Taisho-like nor particularly regal, but the deliberately lazy poise in the curve of his spine and the curl of his toes is unmistakable. ]

Hello, old friends.

I’d say we’ve come to put on a show for you all, but it’s rather more the other way around, now, isn’t it? Although I’ve come to “host,” the game this time was arranged by my cohort. They’re far too shy to show their faces, but they're quite delighted to act as your audience from here on. One of my girls is with child, so do pass along your well wishes, if you care to.

[ shifts one knee up, lets his other leg dangle, and rolls the scroll shut ]

Well, regardless, you should be looking to impress them soon enough.

[ waves the scroll aside, and it vanishes with the gesture. meanwhile, the rules appear on your phones. ]

Approach all different sorts of people and make nice with them, shall we call it. One per title, and do feel so inclined to pry around to find an appropriate candidate for one or two of them.

[ he smiles. ]

Call it a reward for an oft-scorned talent. I am in the business of something akin to redress, now, after all. To put it bluntly, this lot of mine has arranged nothing but a test of your shamelessness. Naturally, your judges all excel in the area. Give them your very best, now.

[ RULES | TURNIN | TOPLEVEL COMMENTS ]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Maybe all the speed dating was subpar in their humble opinion?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Considers speed dating for a moment.

... Considers the amount of public debauchery that he, personally, was involved in. ]

Then their standards need adjustment.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Or maybe you need to put on a better show.

[puzzlekeeper]

Are you volunteering for the job?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course not.

[Reaches to grab King's collar]

I'm taking it. By force.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He grins, teeth sharp, and leans up until they're nose-to-nose. ]

Then tell me, what category am I?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Grins back, just as feral]

Older than me. Obviously, you relic.

Were you hoping for something different?

[puzzlekeeper]

I guess not, since "someone stronger" isn't a category.

[ And punctuating that by kissing him, before he can start bitching. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Oh fu---

[Good call, King. Good call.

How mad can someone look while being kissed? Apparently real mad]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Can you physically sense smugness, Intensity? Because he's radiating it.

He kisses him extremely thoroughly, before pulling back to SHIT TALK some more. ]

Ah, or maybe "dangerous" would work. What do you think?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You're too easily tamed to be dangerous.

[puzzlekeeper]

Is that so...? I seem tame to you?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[His hands drop from King's collar to cup King's face]

Yes. Need me to prove it?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Eyes narrowing a little. ]

You're welcome to try.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[As you wish, Your Excellency.

He closes the gap between them for a second kiss. This one the complete opposite of the previous, gently and thorough.




But still radiating smugness. Guess that's the commonality there]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Aren't you cute, Intensity. And he would almost fall for it, if Intensity hadn't shown his hand right from the get-go.

So he goes along with it for an indulgent few moments (shut up) - and then fists his fingers in Intensity's hair as he bites down on his bottom lip. Hard. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He hisses as King bites him, fingers digging into his jaw. But---

He simply waits until King works through his little bout of aggression.

And then attempts to continue the unhurried kiss, seemingly unphased by it. (While inwardly screaming about how much he wants to throw King against the nearest surface.)]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ King grins against his lips, apparently delighted by this display of self-control (and the tell of those fingers on his jaw).

His hand relaxes, smoothing through Intensity's hair as he returns to the kiss.

The only warning Intensity gets is those fingers retreating right before King kicks his legs out from under him. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[You little—!!!!

This is the second time King has pulled this garbage.

And yet...

(Predictably) Down he goes]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Nice.

Except this time, instead of getting on top of him immediately to resume the kiss, King presses his boot into Intensity's chest, digging the heel in slightly.

Leaning over so that he can look Intensity in the eye, ]

You look good like this.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued here]