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Who: FiN and visitors
Where: FiN
When: Day 227 after game and onward

[ Witty flavor text about taxes goes here.

'Sup, nerds? ]

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'S more of an occasional thing, though. Like a treat that's good 'cause you don't eat it too often.

Now it just sounds like you're carb counting.

[Taps him on the nose while his hand is still a touch warm]

Which doesn't explain the booze.

[ wrinkles his nose. ]

Ah? Avante came over and we all got really, really, really drunk.

Oh?

Flower vein solidarity party?

Us societal outcasts gotta stick together, I guess.

[Goes back to warming his hands up and down the back of Izumu's shirt]

...

Is that how you feel?

Yeah? 'S always been like that. Nothing new.

[Perhaps just a little bit of a sigh]

How's ZRAEL holding up?

[ tilts his head questioningly at the sigh, frowning. but he's quickly distracted by the distraction. ]

Good? Suuuper drunk. But everyone was having a lotta fun, I think...

... With the drinking. Not the plant veins.

And the drinking buddies I assume. Or you wouldn't have invited them over.

I think so, yeah. Though I wasn't paying as much attention to them. Just ate their food.

[Okay, that gets an honest laugh after him]

Well.

No harm in partaking in what they're providing.

They drank our booze, so it's a fair trade.

Fair enough.

You want to go somewhere where I can dry you off or are you content going the ---

[And he drags warmed fingers up Izumu's arm]

Long route?

[ the touch may be hot, but he still shivers a little as Intensity drags his fingers along his arm.

he grabs for Intensity's flesh arm to pull it more tightly around himself. ]

I don't wanna move from this spot.

Note to self: drunk also makes you lazy.

[But Intensity can definitely do thorough and methodically. So he'll start with one arm, trailing his fingers down every patch of skin and cloth until it's slightly warm to the touch.

Maybe lingering more than necessary on the inside of Izumu's wrist and the palm of his hand]

Maybe it's that you make me too comfy.

[ when Intensity pauses over those sensitive spots, he sighs with a lot less restraint than he normally would, melting a little more against Intensity's chest. ]

[Sets down that arm carefully and moves to the other one]

Don't fall asleep on me.

You'll miss the best part.

What's that?

If I told you beforehand---

[And he trails a finger across Izumu's collarbone]

Then it wouldn't be a surprise.

It better be—

[ whatever he was going to say, he cuts himself off with a surprised whimper at the sensation along his collarbone. ]

[Traces it again.

Because he can]

Hmmmm. This is really the spot for you, isn't it?

[ he wriggles in Intensity's arms and whines his (very halfhearted) protest: ]

Sssttttoooppp.

[Predictably:]

Make me~

[ a second of silence passes, like he's thinking very long and hard about how to do that.

then he just twists around in Intensity's lap and tries to push him down by flopping on him with his full body weight. ]