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CUDDLE CITY ● MOD TEAM ([personal profile] cuddlemods) wrote in [community profile] cuddlecity2017-09-15 03:00 pm

EVENT: #HIGHENERGY

EVENT: #HIGHENERGY


It's that time of year again — when the temperature starts to dip down, making way for thick cable-knit sweaters and coffee drinks flavored like bright orange gourds to pop up around every corner, and the long days of summer fade out in favor of early twilights and cool autumnal breezes. That's right, it's nearly fall in Cadelle, and you may have noticed the city's busy bees looking a little busier than usual around the city center.

The Energy Festival takes place in time with the changing of the seasons — a time when energy is high in the air, ripe for the harvesting; it's a time-honored tradition in the city of Cadelle where citizens gather together and work towards doing good deeds for our fine city and for cities near and far. In keeping with the city's emphasis on charity and compassion, citizens both new and old will find a variety of opportunities to give back, all while enjoying the very best that the season has to offer.

▸ Give thanks for good fortune, health, or friendship at the nightly lantern release. Decorate your own lantern at an arts & crafts booth sponsored by Colortopia, the local art supply store, or purchase a hand-crafted lantern from local merchants — all proceeds are donated to the city's volunteer organizations! At night, meet your fellow citizens on the beach to release your lanterns up into the milky night sky. At last, you might just see the light!

▸ Enjoy a sweet treat, like creamy white mooncakes filled with the season's harvest or a tart glass of freshly pressed apple cider. If sugar and spice isn't your bag, dive into something savory — the city's food venues have come out in full force to showcase their new fall menus, which feature such city favorites as creamy pumpkin soups, hearty meat pies, and other stick-to-your-ribs comfort foods.

▸ Make like a tree in autumn and shed your leaves at the clothing donation drive! Come drop off your gently-used garments in exchange for tokens, redeemable throughout the festival for souvenirs, treats, and more! You can even browse the sorted racks of your fellow citizens' donations and find some new digs of your very own! You never know what you might find — good or bad. (Please, no intimate apparel.)

▸ Share your talents at a variety of volunteer-hosted giving circles. From knitting and quilting blankets for the children's wing at the hospital to sorting donated canned goods for the food pantry and soup kitchen to simply offering a helping hand in carrying heavy boxes wherever they might need to go, your time and energy are always appreciated! There are plenty of volunteer citizens around to point you in the right direction... or, at least, what they think is the right direction. Fingers crossed!

Of course, good deeds aren't for everyone, and the city administration has certainly noticed a particular proclivity in its newest citizens for the newly discovered — er, alternative means of energy generation. (Ahem. You know what we're talking about. Don't make us say it.)

Not wanting to pass up such a perfectly-timed opportunity to maximize on this discovery, the administration has tasked sweet, innocent Flora & Cornelius (the poor dears) with determining an appropriate venue for encouraging this unique form of energy generation.

While they're not exactly sure where the idea came from, they're delighted to announce the city's very first Togetherness Tent! Hosted in the city's smaller Eastern Gardens, there's plenty to see and do for those that may prefer something a little less charitable...

▸ Feel free to explore the OUTDOOR SEATING AREAS — there are plenty of places to relax and get comfortable, with both single chairs and larger booths all around. With a cool breeze in the daytime and a roaring firepit in the chillier night hours, and a carefully selected catalogue of instrumental music to enjoy, your hosts hope you'll be plenty comfortable while you chat and get to know each other!

▸ Just beyond the outdoor area, you'll find an assortment of beautifully decorated BEDOUIN TENTS. Some are completely open to the public, with various couches and pillows and comfortable blankets in the main spaces, and others offer more private, curtained-off areas for the shyer (please read some air quotes around "shyer") sets.

▸ If you're not much for sitting pretty, or need a little liquid courage before you start exploring, there's always the OPEN BAR, where talented (and attractive) bartenders will mix up anything under the sun with a smile. Feel free to linger, or take your drink to go. Request a little extra something in your drink (and be extra nice to the bartenders), and they just might be able to add a drop of a golden substance to your beverage that makes you even more keen to meet new people — and maybe even a little braver, too.

▸ Just like a mouse with a cookie, your hosts know that any good drink needs something savory (or sweet!) to go with it. Just beyond the bar, you'll find an expansive display of SNACK TABLES, each filled to the brim with city specialties sure to encourage a feeling of goodwill and togetherness in anyone who eats them!

▸ The center table, decorated with a simple cream cloth, features your standard party fare. Finger foods are the name of the game here, with everything from your grandmother's favorite spinach dip and vegetable crudites to upscale bites like fried ravioli filled with only the richest cheeses. Sprinkled around the table, you'll also find more classics like tea sandwiches, petit fours, and other party planner staples. Everything here is perfectly safe to eat, and shouldn't offer any side effects other than a potential stomach ache if you decide to overindulge.

▸ The table to the far left, however, is a little cooler. Decorated with a rich navy blue cloth, the table is full of small bites and chilled drinks all catering to a very specific, very cool theme. Whether you try Flora's favorite chocolate spearmint cupcake (please don't tell her the icing looks like toothpaste) or a frosty glass of blueberry apple cider, each bite is sure to leave you tingling from new sensations. Treats and sweets from this table will, depending on what's chosen, offer tantalizing side-effects ranging from a literal chill in the air to phantom touches that encourage the eater to seek out the source, or even the sensation of time slowing down around you — eat too much at once, and these side-effects might just overwhelm you! Be sure to read the menu carefully before you choose your bite.

▸ On the far right, draped in a deep red cloth, lies the last table. Like its blue-hued sister, this table is themed around heat, with a variety of items sure to tempt even the shyest into exploring their inner spice champion. Cornelius' favorite cinnamon sweet potato cupcake takes center stage here, but you'll also find other sweet and savory snacks, as well as both hot and cold beverages like the classic hot toddy or crimson-hued sangria to wet your whistle. Items sampled from this table will provide encouragements ranging from a pleasant flush to sudden desires creeping up from your subconscious, or perhaps the immediate urgency of a well-known battery bunny. Forget to pace yourself on these small plates, and you may wind up moving too fast for even a speedster to keep up. Be sure not to speed-read over the menu before loading your plate. (We're looking at you, Mr. Allen.)

As may be expected, Flora and Cornelius aren't exactly the most experienced at planning a tasteful, sensual affair in Cuddle City, so they've enlisted the help of caterers from a nearby city that specialize in aphrodisiac cuisine. However... they may have failed to overlook that those available at short notice aren't always the most qualified for the job. There's a reason, after all, that they're available when others aren't.

The caterers certainly meant well, and they did their best to provide the high quantities requested within the ridiculously short time frame allocated, but consistency isn't exactly their best attribute. Some batches may have come out a little more concentrated than others, while others may lack any oomph whatsoever. Eat a bite-sized chocolate spearmint mini cupcake and maybe your touch will have a pleasant, icy tingle to the recipient, or maybe you'll smooch them and it'll be like a scene out of A Christmas Story. Pop a spicy Red Hots bite-sized cupcake into your mouth and warm your companion right up, or maybe you'll just singe a handprint into their clothes.

It's like Russian roulette. With cupcakes. Normal, right?

It's like Forrest Gump would say. Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. In this case, life's like a giant batch of cupcakes, and you never know which one's gonna make you want to tear your clothes off.



Howdy, cuddlers, and welcome to your first Energy Festival! This is the first of a quarterly event series, themed around the four seasons and timed to align with the solar calendar. While the city certainly emphasizes the charitable options available in the town square, and we are thrilled to see what sort of hijinks will ensue, we know there will be plenty of excitement (and plenty of questions) on the Togetherness Tent and the opportunities it provides.

As a reminder, consent is extremely important both ICly with the city administration and OOCly with our player guidelines. Characters will have full opportunity to know the effects of anything they consume, as labels will be available as well as descriptive menus above each table. There are also NPC'd catering staff as well as party hosts available, should a character have further questions about a specific item's effects or ingredients. However, as players, it is always up to you how thoroughly you wish to have your character read the fine print before diving right in. Should you wish to have your character ignore the menu and all printed warnings, eat an entire plate of cinnamon candies and wind up feeling an irresistable urge to disrobe, you're certainly welcome to do so! We simply ask that you keep in mind our policies on consent-based actions, and should your character's urges involve another character, that you obtain the appropriate IC and OOC permissions before moving forward, and please remember to utilize any content warnings in your subject lines if applicable.

If you have any further questions specific to this event, we encourage you to ask away on our QUESTIONS COMMENT here in this post. If you have general questions, or prefer a more private venue, our GENERAL INBOX (and SCREENED INBOX) is always available for you. In addition, if you've got an idea for a future event, feel free to drop us a line at our EVENTS SUGGESTION POST.

We hope you have tons of fun out there this month, cuddlers, and we'll see ya around!

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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-09-28 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Kieren gives a nod.]

Well it must have some meaning, if you're putting it up into the sky--I mean that's what we're supposed to be doing, right? Putting things into the sky, giving them meaning?

Making wishes in a place where we've already made a wish.
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[personal profile] novacaine 2017-09-28 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
( will's eyes zero in on — well, try to zero in on — the tiny cupcake very delicately held in front of his face, all taunting and tantalizing and shit, just inviting him to take a bite. well, except for the fact that his gaze keeps focusing on kate behind said cupcake instead, looking pretty goddamn happy and carefree and it's infectious. blame the booze, or maybe blame the smile on her face that's somehow fully blossomed past her usual wry smirk.

his elbows remain propped up against the back of the couch, cool and casual as ever, and her response earns a bout of lazy laughter. )
Who doesn't like s—

( and he's too caught up in his incredulity at the concept of someone not liking sweet things to notice the mischief that creeps onto her face, the agile movement — and then he's wearing a smear of red icing across his nose and probably looking like rudolph the goddamn red nosed reindeer. ) Hey. ( a beat, so he can try to stick his tongue out to lick the icing off of his nose like a fucking giraffe but — nope, not gonna happen. ) I think you missed.
leaguer: (one hundred thirty eight.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-09-28 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
( the slow way steve draws his hand over her thigh and up over the defined muscle of her stomach, tantalizing and leaving a path of delicious heat in its wake, is enough to make sara squirm beneath him, a needy sound escaping her lips as she realizes the stark difference between the goosebumps that prick at her exposed skin and the insistent heat between her thighs. this is a far cry from sara's usual calculated precision when it comes to matters like these, but the delicacies provided have turned everything on its head, senses and sensations heightened, the need to touch and be touched dire.

sara may not have superstrength, but she does have enough force of will that a button on the front of steve's shirt may find its thread torn by sara's insistency as she grabs at his shirt, said button rolling to the floor. she sure as hell wants his shirt off, too, wants to press her skin against his skin until she can't stand it anymore (and spoilers: that'll never happen), let his whole body warm her as much as his simple touch has.

but steve's lips press against the crook of sara's neck and she's done for, any and all train of thought completely lost, and she's putty in his hands, gasping as the warmth of his mouth, the wet fleck of tongue against her skin a new sensation entirely. to say that she's overwhelmed by the feeling that floods through her is an understatement in and of itself, especially when such blatant words are elicited by steve rogers, a rough edge to his whisper that puts a crack into the picture perfect illusion of the well-mannered former soldier with an unending fountain of politeness.

sara doesn't think she's ever wanted something more. )
Do it, ( sara says, insistent, eyes still closed as she tries to gather herself, tries to formulate a vaguely coherent string of words, words hasty when they fall out of her mouth. ) I want you to. Don't ask. Just do it.
dedikated: (& ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅ)

[personal profile] dedikated 2017-09-29 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
( Some people don't have much of a sweet tooth, okay? Why is that a big deal? If Kate's going to stuff things in her mouth, she prefers a little salt to her flavour. But we digress. There's more important things at hand right now, like having a drink of her beer and quirking an amused brow at the sheer art that she's managed here. )

Nah.

( Right on target, actually, but that's surely obvious by the gleam in her eye as she takes another sip, leaving the icing right. there. But hey, the cupcake's been dropped into her lap and forgotten about for the moment.

Your move, Will.
)
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[personal profile] myownwoman 2017-09-29 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ gaby snorts a soft laugh, shaking her head. ]

I don't know if I'm brave enough to try it.
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[personal profile] myownwoman 2017-09-29 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps they offer classes before hand. How to organize in the most ridiculous manner possible. [ but it's a good thought, and an amusing one, little smile lingering on her mouth. ]

I haven't had a chance to stop at the grocer's, maybe it is city wide.
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[personal profile] myownwoman 2017-09-29 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe. [ she isn't willing to assume otherwise tbh. ] When I was little girl, my country was at war and the American soldiers we met always had chocolates.

[ they were rare in germany at first, but later on they were everywhere. it was raining m&ms. ]

Think of it like, if you were going to donate, wouldn't you donate something you'd like to eat? Chocolates make people feel special, indulgent. If you had to ask for charity, wouldn't you want to have something special in there?
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[personal profile] wingedpriestess 2017-09-29 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
You were? [ Kendra looks a little skeptical, but Sara wouldn't lie about something like that. Just because she's never run into something like this, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

She rubs at her arms a little and shakes her head. ]
I wish I would've at least thought ahead to bring a jacket or something. [ As though she knew she was going to eat a handful of cupcakes that were going to chill her. Or as if a jacket would actually help. Maybe snuggling up to her friend wouldn't be a bad idea... ]
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[personal profile] ischyros 2017-09-30 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
( Diana can understand wanting to explore options - she had fallen right into the museum, the line of work she'd been in, but wandering about a bit wouldn't have been a bad thing. )

There seem to be a lot of options here, at least, so you could start over doing something you've never done before.
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[personal profile] acuerdo 2017-09-30 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[though he certainly didn't need the invitation of her hand patting the bed beside her, he takes it for what it is, settling carefully so as not to tip over any of the tasty treats that are right there within arms reach in front of her. still suffering from the effects of the hot table, robbie doesn't hesitate to seek out the only relief he's felt thus far: kim's mouth, soft, open and always so tempting.

the cooling effect is immediate, and now that they're alone without fear of anyone interruption their fun, he doesn't have to hold back. he slips an hand into her hair, pulling her closer, deepening their kisses until his head spins from lack of air and he has to pull back just enough to grab a shaky breath.]


A little bit of everything. Cupcakes, I know the icing kind of looks like toothpaste but everything's been tasty so. There's some chilled sandwiches too. And I thought you might want another drink. The blue and dry ice is a little much but maybe it'll hit the spot.
taskforcing: (skeptical ✫ annoyed ✫ frustrated)

[personal profile] taskforcing 2017-09-30 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She looks suspiciously at the cupcake able, her eyes returning to him when she notices the way he unbuttons his shirt a little.] I've never heard of a spicy cupcake. This place is strange.
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[personal profile] quinientos 2017-09-30 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I've never met an actual Italian before. Maybe. Some men they say they're from Italy, but they just sound like more Americans who have been around too long.

[Smiling back at her, he lifts a hand up get the bartender to their attention, waiting until they've wandered over so he can lean his body forward on the bartop]

Lady's choice. Whatever she is drinking, so will I.
quinientos: (dubious)

[personal profile] quinientos 2017-09-30 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Vasquez raises a brow, not exactly moved or frightened by Faraday's snapping or anger. He's taken a lot more from the man and managed not to shoot him in the face despite his deeper urges telling him to put the white man out of his misery, so a little irritation? Not going to do so much]

What sort of shit is there to be feeling?

[And should he be suspicious? He's looser and relaxed himself, but he's been drinking down the way for a little while now after his box-toting, though it takes a lot to get him truly intoxicated. He's not there yet, but he'd still like to be. Maybe the things in this tent aren't so safe.]

Seeing shit, too? Are you sure you didn't smoke something funny?
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[personal profile] quinientos 2017-09-30 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
What country were you in that the Americans would treat you nicely?

[It's said with heavy suspicion, seeing as the war between Mexico and America is still a fresh thing for him, with so many uncles and relations having died to try and protect their land, with little success.]

If I were going to donate, I would give bread and other things that were hard to get. Then again, where is the food going? If it's nearby, then yes, I would give bread and fruits, vegetables. Things that are fresh.
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[personal profile] angelpants 2017-10-01 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Think he was born in Jersey.

[ Not that Vasquez here will know what that means. ]

But he's got some great music, I'll give him that much.

[ She orders her drink and then smiles at him again. ]

Bet you're glad I didn't want an appletini, huh?
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[personal profile] thiwp 2017-10-02 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ she all but melts against him, syrupy and comfortable, back arched a bit once he's grabbing her ass. even just the sound of his voice pulls a reaction from her, something physical and tangible, makes her hum against his shirt before she tips her chin up to look at him properly ] Need you to fuck me. I wanna sit on your lap and ride you. [ there was probably a subtle way of saying this stuff, but Gwen's never been one to go that route. she's taking steps backwards with him, pulling him towards one of the little curtained-off areas of the tent, with pillows and blankets thrown on the floor, a perfect nest for something kind of filthy. she doesn't close the curtain behind them.

instead she's just reaching down to unbuckle his belt, push his fly down fast. impatient.
]

Remember when I climbed on your lap during that movie? Like that. [ people watched, that's what she's getting at ] Only I don't want to you to hold back. Fuck me filthy. I need- [ need, again. whatever she drank is making her feel so damn needy. it makes her pause for a second, but she's not mad about it ] I need you to make me beg for it. Nnh. [ wait, not that ] It's so hard to focus, daddy. I just need you.
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[personal profile] quinientos 2017-10-02 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know what a Jersey is. Isn't that a type of cow?

[He's frowning, his forehead furrowed with little lines that prove that Vasquez definitely doesn't really know half of what anyone is talking about here, which only gets worse when Waverly talks about something called an appletini. The lost look on his face is probably clear and he feels like he should be apologizing.]

What's an appletini? I mean, I assume it has apples, but I'm lost from there.
leaguer: (two hundred thirty three.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-10-02 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
( hmm. he's quite the charmer, this one, with his pet names and the way he drags out her name in a way that's downright sexy. cowboys have never really done it for sara, but this one seems pretty decent. )

Probably not their intended use but go ahead, be my guest, ( sara says with a breath of laughter, handing her pair over to him.

but — perhaps more importantly: )
You gonna tell me your name, Cowboy?
leaguer: (eighty.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-10-02 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
( congrats, gaby, you just made sara laugh. ) You're probably right.

( she looks up from her knitting to toss her partner in salt a grin, says: ) It's nice to know there's someone else here as jaded about this place as I am.
leaguer: (two hundred four.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-10-02 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
( there's a hum at the back of sara's throat as kate's tongue brushes against hers in the midst of their kiss, the heat pulsing in her middle immediate but certainly not unwelcome considering the constant chill that seems to linger just beneath her skin, begging for warmth.

her lips certainly feel much warmer, that much is for sure, as those pink lips catch hers in kisses that linger, slow and lazy but needy all at once.

it's enough to make sara want more, that much is for sure. more of this girl, more of that warmth that seems to come off of her in waves. sara can only chase that heat, move her lips to brush against the corner of kate's mouth, inhale sharply as her cheek brushes against kate's jaw, nosing into the crook of kate's neck as her lips lay another kiss against soft skin, tongue darting out to taste and —

something happens. something not normal. sara is immediately brought out of her little needy haze as she realizes that her tongue is stuck to kate's neck, and each breath is so cold it brings forth an icy fog curling out of her open mouth
and — holy shit, this is bad. )
— Uh. ( comes her eloquent reply; it's about all she can say, stuck like this. )
leaguer: (thirty.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-10-02 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Mmhmm, ( sara confirms with a hum, nodding her head, though it feels a little in the clouds at the moment. )

I hate to break it to you, girl, but I really don't think they wanted you to bring a coat to this kinda shindig. ( the thought of it makes her laughs, and she looks expectantly at her friend who tries, in vain, to make the goosebumps on her own arms disappear. ) Think about it. Togetherness Tent.

( don't think about the part where it's a terrible name. just think about the context. she believes in you, kendra. )
leaguer: (eighty two.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-10-02 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
( everything is suddenly way too bright again in kara and oliver's pristine, brand spanking new bedroom, but sara's eyes quickly adjust to the light. she can, at least, see the birthday girl clearly now, in more than just outlines and shadows. it's a good thing.

well, until kara decides to start rattling off reasons why they shouldn't go to the energy festival, the complete opposite of what sara came here for.

... or is it? she did, after all, come here to do something nice for kara for her birthday, because if anyone deserves something nice, it's kara zor-el danvers, probably one of the best people sara's ever met. the girl pinned beneath her speaks so plainly between drawn out pauses — pauses that make sara feel like she's holding her breath, trying not to fall for that sweet smile or that almost-innocent gaze directed up towards her — and she says that this is nice, which it is.

sara completely agrees that this is nice. thinks that leaning down and giving kara a birthday kiss, so soft it borders on chaste, fingertips against the apples of kara's cheeks and a curtain of blonde waves around them, might be nice, too. so she does. )
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[personal profile] angelpants 2017-10-02 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
New Jersey. It's actually a state.

[ She can tell she's overwhelming him a bit, and she feels bad. It's okay that he doesn't know. He's obviously from a different time. Doc's still learning too. ]

It's like a martini but apple flavored. It's considered a pretty girlie drink.
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[personal profile] scovilles 2017-10-02 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
( a human molotov would be a pretty good superpower... if you could control it, that is. unfortunately for linda, she's neither very good at controlling the flames or in locating appropriate beverages to quench it with, but she's somehow blessed with a friendly face offering what looks like chilled tea.

a cautious first sip tells her that while it's obviously not the flavor she was expecting, it's not bad either. more positively, the sizzle and hiss that seems to echo in her mouth and throat tells her that this drink might just have done the trick; it's confirmed when linda opens her mouth again to thank the girl, and a hazy cloud of steam and ice crystals rolls out instead. )


... this stuff should really come with better warning labels.

( or maybe she should have actually read the ones that were there. go figure. )
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[personal profile] scovilles 2017-10-02 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't have a problem with it, you know.

( it's a strange thing, feeling both overwhelmed and somehow comforted by the warmth of sara's body, the weight of it heavy against her lap, balanced by the sturdiness of the couch back behind her. getting carried away isn't necessarily something she's opposed to — she's always been comfortable chasing her own pleasure, confident in the things she likes and her drive to get them. i hate slow, she'd drawled out once in recent memory, shirtless and straddling a man on his adoptive father's couch.

clearly couches were becoming a cliche. a mental note to consider alternative venues in the future.

but for all her willingness to continue down this path of reckless abandonment — and don't get her wrong, there's a lot of willingness involved; full and enthusiastic consent is her modus operandi — linda has to wonder how this sort of thing happens. the lingering effects of the dessert sara had bit into had left her feeling a bit chilled, like that first sensation of biting into particularly well-flavored spearmint gum only magnified, but it hadn't stayed long, and it certainly hadn't changed anything beyond her temperature.

the way sara had pressed against her, the greedy, desperate way sara's mouth had taken her own — thinking about it pulls a warm flush to linda's cheeks despite the chill from the cupcakes, drags a wave of desire that makes her entire lower body feel tight from wanting.

clearly she hasn't gotten laid enough in recent memory. it's probably just withdrawal symptoms. absence makes the girl more desperate, or something like it.

they're still for a moment, just the sounds of their breathing mingling with the background noise of the party as conversations swell and fall around them, until linda lets her eyes open again, gaze lifting to peer up at sara with a quiet, thoughtful expression. )


You don't have to blame the cupcakes. I'm not complaining.

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