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[temperedinpride]

Who: Cosmo
Where: Lobby
When: 436

[Cosmo is rocking a look. Minus the plague mask, it's just his normal mask. He's got a set of fruity drinks in front of him, and he's leaning back with a drink in hand.]

"Risk" and "Reward".

Half of these drinks are non-alcoholic, most of the rest are quite potently alcoholic, a few are drugged.

The risk is obvious, the reward is engaging in the live. Or perhaps in avoiding the traps.

The drugs are one of three kinds--a potent psychedelic, a numbing agent, and something to get you a little hot under the collar. Do take it elsewhere if you get that last one.

[He sips his drink.]

Of course some say the best way to win at gambling is not to play, but where's the fun in that?

((OOC: tag any toplevels with the aphro as nsfw and you can have like, multiple if you want. I'll toplevel Lahabrea to talk to but you can also just engage with drugs.))

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[temperedinpride]

[He tilts his head.]

Oh?

[childeishly]

Letting loose, as the saying goes, still seems to elude him. But he tries now and then, and that’s all I can really ask for. [ gives Cosmo a smile. ]

What if you mixed these and made punch?

[temperedinpride]

[He's not wrong about Gigi]

Hm...I doubt it would be harmful. Though numbing with an aphrodisiac seems a bit counterproductive.

[childeishly]

Maybe leave that one out, because it would probably make it hard to not only get it up, but also keep it up.

I imagine you’re not playing your own game.

[temperedinpride]

I'm not against it if that is what you want.

[childeishly]

[ going to grab six glasses at random and align them in a circle, like they were actually going to play russian snezhnayan roulette. ] Would you like to go first or should I?

[temperedinpride]

After you.

[childeishly]

[ just labeled them 1-3 with 4 being regular alcohol and ofc i get 3. ]

[ grabs one of the glasses and downs it, but because his secret is that he's always horny ( or something ) his temperament doesn't appear to have changed. ]

[ he overturns the glass in front of himself and flashes cosmo with a smile. ] Now you.

[temperedinpride]

[Childe hulkvoice; I'm always horny.

He picks up a glass himself. Dicebot also says 3. He downs the glass and turns out upside down as well. At least it isn't instant but in a moment or two he'll feel it.]

Your turn.

[childeishly]

[ 1... lol. he takes the drink and, once again, overturns the glass to stack them. this is the combination he had been a little bit concerned about, though he hadn't said anything. he rolls his shoulders, acting like everything's a-ok, but he's definitely feeling warmer. ]

Looks like all I've gotten is straight liquor. [ yeah, keep believing that, maybe you can fool yourself. ] Only four left.

[temperedinpride]

[Oh. 3 again.

He finishes and wipes his lips with the back of his hand as he overturns the glass, feeling the warmth crawling up the back of his neck.]

I do not believe I've been as lucky.

[childeishly]

[ childe's looking amused *and* smug from across the table... nevermind that his face has started to flush. ] Oh? And just which ones do you... do... do you think... [ he trails off as the table starts to warp, all of the glasses swirling together and making some kind of horrible mess that his brain can't make sense of. he's quiet for at least a good minute and a half before he looks across at cosmo, whose mask is doing some wacky shit. ]

...uhm. [ reaches for his face, specifically to cup his cheeks, so he can attempt to stop it. ] You're not looking so hot. Hot as in... well. Not hot as in hot, because you're actually pretty hot.

[temperedinpride]

[Please sir. He shudders and flinches at the sudden touch. Mainly because it's very... sensitive. Everything feels a bit sensitive, even his own clothes on his skin.]

You don't even know how I look.

[It's a distracted complaint, putting a hand on Caeli's wrist.]

[childeishly]

...na-uh. [ he lets his wrist be taken as he turns his head, slow, to avoid sending the entire world into a blurry mess. ] I might not know what it looks like whole, but that doesn't mean I can't make an educatedly imaginative guess. [ he's making sense, he swears. ] I have a mask too. And it's also red. You have good taste. [ tugs on his wrist, so he can drag cosmo's hand over to his lips for a kiss. ] And so do I~

[temperedinpride]

[It's okay he's only barely listening. Jolting at the kiss, blush spreading to his ears and enough down his face it is actually visible.]

What does having a red mask have to do with anything?

[But he's catching himself when he realizes he's brushing his fingertips over Caeli's lips.]

[childeishly]

...matches. [ your face. he doesn't elaborate though, and instead parts his lips and leans forward to flick his tongue at cosmo's finger, trying to take it into his mouth to lightly suck on. ]

[temperedinpride]

[He hisses. Oh, this is already going deeply astray.]



I'm married.

[He just, blurts that out? While Caeli has his mouth around his finger and his breath is coming in little bursts.]

[childeishly]

[ childe hears him, but it takes another minute ( at least ) to register, so he doesn't stop as soon as cosmo blurts it at his face. he does eventually snap back though, looking embarrassed and then... sick. mostly because everything's spinning. he grabs at the table to try to steady himself. ] To? [ not that it really matters, but anything to distract from what they were just doing. ]

[temperedinpride]

[He reaches over to steady Caeli, gentle. Whether or not that's a good idea for either of them.]

Vergil. I would need to consult with him...

You look about to fall over.

[childeishly]

[ he looks like he's about to fall over and then he is falling over, potentially bringing cosmo down with him. he'll lay there, eyes shut, because things are a little bit less worse like that. childe gives a laugh. ]

Congrats on being married. [ attempts to pat him. any part of him. ]

[temperedinpride]

[Rip. Now they've both fallen over and he's bright red.]

Thank you. Should I bring you to Five? You do seem... In a way.

[Like he's not himself.]

[childeishly]

You too. [ #nailedit. childe pats cosmo's forehead a couple of times, moving his hand into his hair and then... sucking in a sharp breath, because holy shit is his hair soft. what is this wizardry?! ] Nnooooo. [ shakes his head real slow. ] Sensei doesn't need to know. [ sits up and leans over cosmo, trying to scrutinize that last bit. ] In a way? Liiiiike... I'm hot?

[temperedinpride]

[Did he mean hot? No, but like, it's also true?]

Yes. Sure.

[He tilts his head into the petting. What was he doing? trying to take control of the situation, right. He struggles to sit up and help Caeli do the same, which is a lot more close contact than like, maybe should be.]

You call him sensei? Like teacher? He must be into that.

[childeishly]

Hah! I knew it. [ preens. ] I'm hot. [ he smiles, pleased as punch, because he's all the hot. lets himself be helped because his coordination is shot to shit, but that means he's leaning into him and just kind of slumping in place against his chest. ] You're hot too. [ he doesn't realize he already said his, but now he's mostly referring to cosmo being warm. ]

[ pets his chest. ] I call him sensei, yeah, like... teacher and out of respect, because he's old and I like them old, apparently. Did sensei tell you I like his married too? [ you know... hades. ]

[temperedinpride]

[Well he is nicely bundled in many layers, warm.]

....You mean Alexander? I know you are close.

[Very distracted by the touching and cuddles... what was he trying to do again?

Oh right get them up. He uses the couch to try to pull himself up with one arm, the other around Caeli.]

Have you ever tried calling him sensei in a romantic context?

[You know, like roleplay?]