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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!

distractly: (93.)

[personal profile] distractly 2017-09-17 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
( she can hear the straying notes lingering from the ear bud he's removed in favor of her voice, her company. they'd made it this far without having so much as sampled the taste of the other's mouth, how tongue and lips and just enough of teeth would collide together—how it'd feel to have him that way, but her resolve is slipping. she wasn't a woman who needed the physical in order to grow close to another, didn't need the hunger of flesh to fall asleep beside him and feel as if she'd found a safe place, somewhere she could hide and rest.

he isn't making it any easier, with the way he's talking to her, half-lidded in his gaze and words left weighted with his breath,
with want. it's not hard to recognize, not with the way it sends a familiar zing of a chill along her spine, each of her limbs, a electricity straight to her fingertips.

they'd been so good, but god, if his tone doesn't beg for her to be a little bad.
) Yeah?

( now she's just as breathy, just as subtle in her tone as it turns to something candy-like, almost kittenish. she laces an ankle through his, gently breaking from the way his hand shadows her own to mimic exactly what he's described— a slow card through his hair, reading every little reaction his body, his features illicit. ) Like this?
dedikated: (037)

i'm here for it

[personal profile] dedikated 2017-09-17 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
( Look, the whole being a dick thing has been buried under a few sexy selfies and a desire to ignore things. Because that's the best way of dealing with anything, right? And also, if they have to hash out every time someone's a dick because they're caught up in their own issues, Kate's going to have a lot of explaining to do.

But - most importantly - this evening and the products on offer have left Kate in a good mood. An actually good mood, one without any of the weight she always seems to carry on her shoulders. She doesn't feel the need to wall herself off as badly as usual, as though the people here are the friends from home she's known for years and been through hell with.

And then there's Will, who she keeps being drawn to again and again, and with the warmth of some of the spicier foods flowing through her body, a spiked bottle of beer in her other hand, Kate doesn't hesitate to casually throw her legs over his and slide into his lap like she belongs there. The cupcake dangles in front of Will's mouth, her fingertips holding it in a way that looks almost too delicate for all she usually is.
)

Dunno. Not big on sweets.

( And, with a slightly mischievous look on her face, Kate shifts the cupcake, smearing a dollop of icing on Will's nose.

Just for the hell of it. She doesn't do nearly enough things for the hell of it anymore, unless she's getting drunk.
)
dedikated: (078)

yayyy!

[personal profile] dedikated 2017-09-17 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
( Kate really needs to visit Germany, honestly. She'd get on well with the drink with every meal culture and crates of beer in the supermarkets.

But for now, she offers a lazy wave and a quirk of her lips that's almost a smile before she polishes off the last of the bottle in her hand.
)

Packs a punch. In a good way.

( She's had alcohol make her feel like this before, but this is different. There's none of the heaviness which comes with it, none of the dizziness or the like. )

Kind of like getting drunk without the shit parts.
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[personal profile] dedikated 2017-09-17 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
( The tiniest? Wow. Rude. Not even. But Kate regards Vincent for a moment. Maybe not pink, no. )

Hair dye affect th' bodies you work on or summat?

( What. She doesn't understand this dress code argument. Having bright pink hair doesn't affect her ability to do anything. It just looks good when she looks in a mirror, past the pastel mess of colour that are her powers.

She doesn't respond to the compliment, not out loud, but Kate doesn't try to move away from Vincent either. Just close enough.
)
quinientos: (opinion?)

[personal profile] quinientos 2017-09-17 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's not so bad for him to carry, even though it gets worse the longer he holds it. It's the way his left arm starts to tremble that gives it away, his body not wanting to let him do this work, which only makes him more stubborn to get it done. It's practically a dare that he can't, and Vasquez has never done well with people telling him what he can and can't do. ]

What's in all of them? Is it all cans? All food for people?

[ Which people, is what Vasquez wonders, but doesn't ask. Still, it's good to know this sort of thing, in case his luck turns bad and he ends up being the kind of person who needs the goodwill of what they're doing. ]

I'm Vasquez.
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[personal profile] killertrack 2017-09-17 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He tries to keep himself together. Honestly, he really does try; his head pulls back with the movement of her hand, his lips parted, bottom lip hanging a little, his eyes barely managing to stay open as he maintains eye contact as best he can. But it's hard, when she's teasing him, when every move brings them closer together and he has to resist dropping a hand to her thigh, or leaning in and kiss her.

He wants to kiss her so badly it makes him groan. He forces himself to shake it off a little, breathing slowly when he nods after she asks. ]


Yeah, yeah like that. And - over my arms, too. And my chest. [ Might as well try and push things a little. See where he gets. It looks like she's into it, so he's got to try. ]
distractly: (89.)

how is everything with them so grossly intimate i can't deal

[personal profile] distractly 2017-09-17 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
( it's that groan that damns her, never mind the way his crown tips back and that pout of his falls to a silent part, awed for a moment at the sensations raking through him by her touch alone. it draws her in, pupils giving a wide bloom of interest as she watches every means in which he responds to her. there's a part of her that wonders just how much of it is the chemicals so tauntingly laced within those sweets, and how much was the simple desire for her.

either way, it's becoming strikingly obvious the want that's flustered within her for him as time has passed. how tempted she'd been to bring her mouth to his while they stood on their own on the beach, hand in hers and at her waist in a paused daze of a dance, merely looking at one another. it hits her like a rush, how they hadn't gotten here before, how she's suppose to keep herself composed any longer now that they're tip toeing into untouched territory.

and it's all she can think of: touch.

she's situating herself in closer, cherry lips brushing along his jaw, giving him the freedom to close his eyes if he so wishes. those fingertips in his hair skirt down to the nape of his neck, down along it's column and to the front of his chest where htey curl, introducing the gentle tread of nails the lower they tread. slowly, thoughtfully. always.
) Tell me how it feels, Baby.

[personal profile] gr8muppetyodin 2017-09-17 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
My hero. Seriously.

[ It was said breathlessly as Buffy used her saviour for leverage to get out of the cushions. There may have been a leg hooking around his just to get her past the worst of it and then she relied purely on his hand and her slayer strength.

Somehow she managed not to lose the last of her drink but it was set down once she was freed. She pushed loose strands of hair back from her face and gave her hero a bright smile. It faltered just a tiny bit when she saw the face that belonged to the hand.

Honestly, this city was like a cruel but delicious joke with all the hotties running around. She was quietly amazed that anyone ever got any work done. ]


I thought I was about to die in some wacky sitcom shenanigans.
killertrack: (Default)

I'm going to be sick and I don't want it to ever end

[personal profile] killertrack 2017-09-17 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The touch of her lips to his jaw elicit such a shiver that Baby is worried it'll dislodge her from her close position, but she holds on, just keeps touching him and making feel like every cell in his body is a nerve-ending, firing electricity through his body. He can't help it - he reaches out, a hand on her thigh, large on the outside of it, feeling the seam of her jeans under his palm. The other goes to her waist and stays there, just keeping her in place against him. ]

It feels like you're driving me crazy. It's not even the food stuff, it's just - you, you know? I want to be around you all the time, and I want to touch you all the time. [ He pauses, clenching his jaw for a second. ] I've got goosebumps everywhere.
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[personal profile] distractly 2017-09-17 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
( it's his touch that encourages her, the large bracket of his palm all the incentive she needs to shift a little in order to make them a bit more comfortable, allowing that hand that's settled at her thigh to wander as far as it pleased, twin at her waist now given a sliver of skin as skin-tight crop rises up a little. there's an airy sigh let out against his skin, then, lips stumbling to his chin, a magnetic yearning to bring her mouth finally, finally to his near painful to resist— but she does.

she's settled in his lap, but she's careful not to apply too much pressure just yet, not to find home too heatedly against him because she knows herself better. knows as soon as he were to lift his hips, provide her that littlest bit of friction, the entirety of her would become a livewire.
) I know.

( an exhaled affirmation, because she does. and maybe it's all been tucked down, maybe they'd been pushing it aside in favor of getting to know one another properly, but it's here and now and it's all consuming. that he can make her feel all of this, intoxicated and so on edge without the slightest substance to boost that sensation... it's too much. )

You can touch me. ( still not a baiting so much as an assurance, an i trust you. )
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[personal profile] killertrack 2017-09-17 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At this point, it feels like both of them are trying their hardest not to kiss the other first, to hold on just that little bit longer, like it's a challenge - and it is, it's absolutely testing every bit of Baby's control when she settles over his lap, when she kisses his chin, when she slides her hands over his chest, digging in at times. It's all too much and plucking at the single remaining thread of his control relentlessly, but he doesn't let go.

He doesn't let go until she tells him he can touch her, offers it up to him like nothing has ever been before - money and women and cars and adrenaline don't compare to her, now. The hand on her thigh moves up, the one of her waist moves down, until they both get a hold of her ass, feeling her under his palms, wishing there wasn't so much fabric between them.

He can't take it anymore. He can't, and he looks at Isabelle'a shoulder as he pants, his words thick in his mouth - he will still ask them, though.. ]
I want to kiss you. Can I - can I kiss you?
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-09-17 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Must have missed that in my physics class.

[Kieren smirks, shaking his head.]

Makes you wonder if it would work if it was a really hot day.

[He looks at her lantern, giving a small nod over it.]

Does it have any meaning?
distractly: (17.)

[personal profile] distractly 2017-09-17 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
( her minds far from focused on the fact that there's plenty of bodies within that festival that could glance in their direction, that they weren't exactly in the most private of options given the bedouin tents indoors she knows lay home to rather comfortable looking beds. but maybe it's better this way, assures her that even if she were to give in— that it was okay to give in in the first place —she wouldn't let herself get too carried away.

not when they weren't alone, not when it wasn't something that'd be just for the two of them. that grasp to her bottom almost reflexively causes her to fit right into the fold of his lap, now, denim against denim and a boundless heat flirting off one another. he asks if he can kiss her and she doesn't know how to properly voice just how much she wants him to, how much nor how long she's wanted this— as if a simple 'yes' would do it such injustice.

and so instead the shaky breath that dispels her lips is quieted with a swallow, able to taste the spearmint haunting his breath and the warring within his mind, just as similar to her own, that keeps him from merely taking what it is he wants. now her mouth's hovering just before his, one hand lifting to tread past his temple, into tousled strands once more and she nods. god, she nods and it's all she can do, an agonizing tug in her chest begging her to close that gap herself.
)
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[personal profile] killertrack 2017-09-17 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It feels like forever in a moment. Time itself stops when he pulls her to him finally, a hand moving from her ass to curl around her neck and close that barely there gap between them. His lips fit against hers and Baby groans again, eyes closing immediately as he takes in the taste of her against his mouth, the little gasp she lets out as he kisses her, finally, finally. It feels like they've been waiting forever to get there, threading so lightly, carefully, preferring to spend nights in each other's arms talking about the past and the future, preferring to go walk around and play each other songs and steadily, steadily, steadily, allowing each other in.

And now it's like all of this is exploding inside Baby's chest. He kisses Isabelle and he isn't sure he'all ever manage to stop, holding on tight to her, opening his mouth to hers, the kiss not as sweet as Baby can be, a little more urgency in his actions now, an unmistakable desire making him surge up against her.

God almighty. ]
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[personal profile] dedikated 2017-09-17 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Seems so.

( Her drinks have actually been quite light on the alcohol content so far, but laced with the feel good shots that have brought Kate out of her shell. All the positives of being far too drunk without the drawbacks of weary limbs of a foggy head, as far as she can see. Kate leans her head in her hand and crosses one leg over the other, eyeing the stranger before adding. )

Scared of it?

( Was that a challenge? Yep. Her brows are raised and her expression nearly playful as she speaks. )
dedikated: (079)

the girls who ho together, go together

[personal profile] dedikated 2017-09-17 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
( The night's been way more fun than Kate anticipated, but then, she's been tripping out on laced beers and snacking away on spicy foods all night. You can't really complain when that combination actually takes your troubles away, rather than adding to them.

She collapsed down next to Sara a while ago, chatting away about nothing in particular for a while - and isn't that in and of itself a surprise - before the other woman shoves a cupcake in her mouth and Kate's brow raises, lips curled in amusement.
)

Tryin' for that scene from Lady and the Tramp?
huffnpuffs: (i'll be upon you)

[personal profile] huffnpuffs 2017-09-17 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The look he gives her is flat, though he arches one eyebrow as if to ask "are you kidding me with that shit" ]

Skeptical. Big difference.

[ He takes a look at the golden shot before him, raising it to his nose for a quick sniff. The scent is pleasant. Inviting, even. Doesn't carry a trace of any sort of opiate he's familiar with, and in his line of work he's gotten familiar with most of them.

... Not from personal use. Plenty of fables turn to mundy drugs to try and find some new thrill in life. Ends poorly, most of the time.

But that's neither here nor there and with a shrug, what the hell, he lifts the glass to his lips and downs the shot in one go. ]


Guess now all that's left to do is wait and see.
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[personal profile] acuerdo 2017-09-18 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
I don't want to either. [he hums contentedly as her lips find his jaw, swallows as the tip of her tongue traces a cool, albeit fleeting, line which follows the sharp angle of bone. no. he definitely doesn't want to take her home.

but what he does want is to takes whatever this is that's brewing between them further. and as tempting as it may be to just throw caution to the wind, and encourage kim to take things further right where they are, the more rational side of his brain knows that she'd never agree. it's too much of a stretch. tempting, but ultimately the risk doesn't outweigh the reward for her.

guess that just means that he'll have to suggest another venue so they can take things further.]


I don't know, but I doubt it's something we could buy at the local liquor store. [his hands shift again, until they're pressed against the small of her back and he rocks them ever so to increase whatever additional friction he can manage.]
recoined: (223)

👉👌💦

[personal profile] recoined 2017-09-18 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
That's a bummer. ( words breathed out against his neck as he shifts beneath her, steady grip rocking her hips forward against his lap, continued with a rasped, ) I liked them.

( the past tense may not be entirely accurate. there's still the rolling effects of their previous consumption in her limbs, that lingering warmth only held at bay by their persistent connection; if she were to clamber off his lap and stand alone, she'd surely fan into fever soon after. but given the snug grip on her waist and the insistent press of her lips and gentle scrape of her teeth against his neck, there's no rush to separate.

well, at least there's no rush from kimberly's side of things. but robbie is, to her delight, facing a more pressing urgency; though it's tempered by the chill that spreads across her skin with each new touch, she can start to feel the heat that normally pulses through him, that demanding wanting that burns her like a brand. )


I wonder if everything is so hot...
acuerdo: (149)

🍆👌💦

[personal profile] acuerdo 2017-09-18 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe we can ask the caterers for the recipe. [not that he intends to leave the comfort of this couch (and the pleasant feeling that having kim in his lap brings) just to find out what was in these drinks that have made them feel as though their blood was simmering just beneath the surface.

no. he doesn't want to let go of her for any reason other than perhaps to find a comfortable horizontal surface for much more pleasurable activities. which, given his increasingly tight pants, will probably need to happen sooner rather than later.

robbie nibbles on her ear as his hands continue their journey across her feverishly warm skin.]
Wanna find somewhere private so we can find out?
leaguer: (one hundred eighty seven.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-09-18 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
It will if you let it.

( sara wrinkles her nose a little, downing the rest of her drink and setting the glass down on the table in front of them with a clink. despite all of her Definitely Good Advice she's dropping like it's hot, she's feeling a little out of it after that drink; her palms, her fingertips feel tingly and magnetic, her head feels like she might float away at any moment. it's a lot.

letting out a breath that's meant to steady herself, a slight laugh carried with it, she adds, )
Screw bad luck. ( guess who's reaching out and cupping kendra's jaw with intent, thumbs brushing over her cheekbones, meeting her gaze, suddenly dead serious. ) You're beautiful. You're a badass. You make your own luck.
leaguer: (one hundred nine.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-09-18 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
( he's staring.

well, that, or this guy is completely zoned out, lost in a place and time far, far away from the here and now. he looks like he's from a place and time far, far away, what with his outfit, the hat perched on top of his head looking like it simply demands to be there.

a slow smile makes its way across her face, and sara replies very matter-of-factly: )
To us, yeah, it's just yarn. But to the kids who are getting the blankets and quilts we're making, it's something that might brighten up an otherwise terrible day. ( and she gestures to the bin of rolled up bundles of yarn, looking up at him expectantly. ) Here, help me get started. You pick a color, and I'll pick one that I think goes with it.
leaguer: (two hundred thirty three.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-09-18 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
That would make sense, ( sara responds, her attention turning from the aforementioned can sorting by a number of volunteer citizens and locals (and somehow, she's able to tell the difference; natives carry themselves a particular way, she's noticed) to instead glance at gaby, looking like sara should probably be tucking her into bed with the way the quilt takes over her entire space.

it would make sense, if they decided to sort cans by meal. but there's a breath of laughter, and sara adds, )
But everything they do here seems to be ass-backwards so they've probably got some cutesy, nonsensical system going on.
leaguer: (forty eight.)

my hero

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-09-18 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
( kate's cute, if a little chatty (lol if only she knew) especially when all sara wants to do is keep eating these stupid minty cupcakes and maybe kiss someone or something, but she's glad for the company. and maybe just wants kate to try one of these things? because sara's practically confiscated an entire serving plate's worth in a little stash here next to her sofa.

so, obviously, being the stealthy, ninja-like former assassin that she is, sara just tries to shove one into kate's mouth while she's talking and, when it doesn't work, shoves it into her own mouth instead. that's fine, more tingly chocolatey minty goodness for sara, as a pleasant iciness creeps through her veins, makes her want to seek out something — no, definitely someone to warm her up. )


Nah. Think if we tried kissing over a cupcake, it'd just end up messy and maybe be a choking hazard.
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[personal profile] distractly 2017-09-18 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
( it hits her all at once: the burst of mint with an underlying sweetness, like grains of sugar and snow all colliding against her lips as he surges up to meet them. she can't help but to fasten lithe digits within his hair tighter, an unconscious tug pleading him closer, every bit of breath stolen in a sharp exhale from the bed of her lungs. he takes all of her, mind and body, and the moment he opens his mouth she's allowing pink tongue to tread between his brims, sweeping in for more of that heat, that indistinguishable taste that could only ever be denoted as him.

how many times she'd imagined it, never so had those imageries held this much hunger, thighs clasping at each side of him now as if she couldn't dare let him slip away, not once she's finally gotten him so close. not now that they'd given in to a mere ounce of having. he bows up from those cushions, and arm ravels in response around his neck to bring him upright with her, slotted perfectly into his lap and twine of her legs. she's bitten with the chill, like an after-affect waiting on his tongue to let over to her, and there's no part of her willing to pull away.

not yet.

a fraction of his name: whimpered, gasped, the mere break she allows to draw in a flushed breath before claiming his mouth again, reeling a single hand back to cradle firmly at his jaw.
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