Pretty Pretty Princess: Redux

[enterstageleft]

Who: Those Who Play Games
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 300

[ Today you step out of the elevators and into the game room to find yourselves in an airy Grand Ballroom. Maybe, if you've been here long enough--you might recognize this room?

At the front of the room is a buffet table featuring finger sandwiches, petit fours, and savory pastries as well as a variety of small desserts complemented by bottoms-up turned teacups and steaming hot kettles set up for self-serve. From nowhere to be seen comes the sound of instruments playing. Up above, tethered to the ceiling, are what appear to be long curtains. …

The small, square tables feature place cards that as of yet are mysteriously empty, but other than that--there is nothing on the table. Those who have walked in and might prefer to walk out again will find they are mysteriously barred from exiting…. ]


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Comments

[beautifulend]

[ oh no he's hot.

their breath hitches, and then there's an annoyed twitch of one of their ears before they respond, though their expression doesn't change at all. ]

Well, I'm glad you've finally come around. To act without restraint is truly something grand.

[mourningson]

Should I do it more often? You seem bothered.

[he might like this though, hard to say]

[beautifulend]

Whether or not it bothers me, would you care? You should take what you want, shouldn't you?

[mourningson]

Haha... yes, you're right.

[he dips his head down to kiss them, then]

[beautifulend]

[ oh okay.

they kiss him back, and their tail even wags a little but they're also growling. it's fine probably. ]

[mourningson]

[it's fine probably. he doesn't wait long before attempting to deepen the kiss, his hand on their face firmly staying put.]

[beautifulend]

[ they allow that and the growling dies down a bit, their eyes finally drifting closed as they lean against him. ]