Pretty Pretty Princess: Redux

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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

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It is very nice, and he breaks the kiss to come back in for another, shifting on Rye's lap so that he can press nearer]

[The kiss is still slow, but there's a little more heat to it, this time - as though now that the initial need has been sated, he's had time to remember that he's sitting on Rye's lap and kissing him, and that that's very nice, indeed]

[protectshisown]

[He's panting a bit as the kiss breaks, but he doesn't pull far before Hurricane is kissing him again. He pulls him a little closer, hands tracing slow circles at his side. He feels the heat, and its hard to not give in more.]

[He's at least trying to remember location, but it's hard to ever pull away from Hurricane.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers a little, at the feel of Rye's hands on his side - makes a soft, pleased sound into the kiss and catches Rye's lower lip in his teeth, a soft scrape of pressure]

[protectshisown]

[He moans softly into the kiss, pressing closer, a hand moving to this thigh and squeeze there. Wanting to hear more of those sounds.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shivers harder, at the hand on his thigh - obliges, with a hitched little breath, as he breaks the kiss and then presses immediately back in again]

[protectshisown]

[He hums into the kiss, nibbling lightly at his lower lip. His hand rubs his side and thigh, thumb drifting to the inner part to rub slow circles.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He makes another sound into the kiss, appreciative; it's an awkward angle for him to open his legs, but he spreads them a little anyway, not even conscious that he's doing it. The arms wrapped around Rye in a loose hold have begun to wander, somewhat, exploring the lines of his side and the curve of his back]

[protectshisown]

[He feels the way he spreads his legs and....yes, this is why he chose this angle.]

[Keeping his head when Hurricane straddles him is far harder.]

[He moans into the kiss as hands wander, lingering a moment more, before finally breaking it, pressing his forehead to Hurricane.]

Tell me what you want.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[This close, it's easy to see the way his cheeks are flushed, to feel the ragged rhythm of his breathing]

Keep -

Keep going. I want -

[Then he's kissing Rye again, with a soft noise that's decidedly more needy]

[protectshisown]

[Rye groans into the kiss, squeezing his thigh, his other hand moving up to his neck and kissing his deep, teeth and tongue teasing at his lips.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His legs spread a little wider, unconsciously; the kiss is deeper, this time, more urgent, and his hands close in the fabric of Rye's shirt to pull him nearer]

[protectshisown]

[It'd be so easy, to drift his hand a little higher on his leg. To devour that mouth, pull him close and give into want.]

[He kisses him deeper, licking into his mouth, exploring a few moments-]

[Then he breaks it.] Your room or my room. We're gonna put on a show at this rate.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[By the dazed look on Hurricane's face, he would have been willing to let it creep at least a little bit further into show territory, right here and right now. As it is, he leans in toward Rye as soon as he pulls away, like a plant following the light - has to take a quick breath, and then another, and make himself hold off]

Yeah. Uh - yeah.

[Give him a second, while the gears in his brain start turning again]

My... my room?

[protectshisown]

[Rye opens his mouth to respond, but a delayed reaction as I forgot finally hits.]

[And he cackles evilly.]

[Because hey, its hard to remember why he wasn't talking with a lapful of Hurricane.]

[And he's just. Gonna press his face to his shoulder, his own shaking because he's not sure if he wants to laugh or die in embarassment.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Makes a startled huff of sound that might be laugher, his own shoulders shaking a little]

Jesus, dude, I'm gonna think you're trying to kidnap me.

[protectshisown]

[He lifts his head to stick out his tongue at Hurricane maturely. Because talking just means more laughing.]

[He'll pull his hand from his thigh to grab his phone.]

Might be in the cards considering you're everything in my lap right now.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hard to kidnap me back to my room, yeah?

[Licks at his lips, unconsciously; it is actually really difficult not to lean in and kiss him, now that he knows how good it feels to satisfy that compulsion]

...you, uh. You still up to...?

[protectshisown]

[He tries real hard to not stare at his lips. Only half succeeds.]

Sane enough to know we shouldn't put on a show.

But definitely still up for going to your room if you are.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah.

[He shifts a little, flushing deeper]

I, uh. I'm in if you are.

[protectshisown]

[Then he's gonna stand.]

[And lift Hurricane up with him in a princess carry. :)]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[akjdhakffgd]

Wh - dude!

[He is heavier than he looks. The leg is very much metal]

[protectshisown]

[Komodo dragon strength makes everyone very light.]

[Just grins and walking back to the apartments.[

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He is very flustered for the trip, thanks very much]

[New turn on discovered: getting manhandled,]

[protectshisown]

[Listen]

[Rye gets it. It happens.]

[Also a good way to let Hurricane have the contact he needs.]

[But by the time they reach HSS, he will put him down on his feet and gesture to lead on.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Leads the way]