The "Seven Minutes In Heaven" Meme.

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RULES • Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom. • RNG for a number between 1-10 to get your scenario. Mix and match! • Have fun!

SCENARIOS 01) One In A Million | The other person is the only reason you agreed to play this game and now you have them right where you've hoped for all night! Get it, tiger. 02) Not My Type | This is hella awkward. Is it their voice? Attitude? Appearance? You just don't want those lips anywhere near yours. Seven Minutes In Heaven, more like Seven Minutes Of Nope. 03) Seventy Minutes | You're so involved in smooching that neither of you notices the door has been locked and everyone else has left the room! Not until it's too late. 04) Unrequited | Tell them how you feel (so many! emotions!!). Even if you're a little too enthusiastic and your love is unrequited you still have seven minutes of smooching to do, as per game rules. You can't fail! 05) Seconds and Thirds | Some self-proclaimed funny man outside upped the stakes and now a third party has been shoved inside with the two of you. Make the most of it! (Three-way threads ahoy!) 06) Taken | One of you has a significant other and your seven minutes are spent smooching anyway. Oops. 07) Strangers in the Hangers | Hello there, Good Looking. Where has this hottie been all night? Who cares, now they're yours! 08) Long Lost Smooches | You haven't seen them in forever and didn't know they were going to be here tonight. Resolve that UST! 09) Party Pooper | One of those involved is upset because of #PartyShit and now they're trapped in a closet after getting dragged into playing a game they tried to avoid. Cheer them up? With kisses? Good plan. 10) Get A Room | Your seven minutes are up but neither of you wants to stop. Relocate to a spare room!

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[onearmedbandit]

[That blood lust is impossible to ignore, too, especially when they're pressed right up against one another like this- in body, in aura. Instinct makes him want to press back with his own. He keeps it down. There are times when you can cow another just with the feel of your Nen alone... But he doesn't think it would work for someone like Hisoka.]

[So he just presses back, slipping some of his fingers beneath one of Hisoka's and pulling back with the threat of breakage. Unfortunately, there's no stopping the way his heart picks up just a bit. Every other part of his body controlled except for that, beating a little harder in preparation for a fight.]

It seems like you're interested in something more besides a kiss. [A slight shudder going up his spine as he feels that mouth against his skin as he talks.]

[debauchewy]

[No, definitely not. His own aura is strong enough to fight back against it. His Ten is far too advanced to let an aura of this level affect him. Not like this anyway. But Kite's definitely strong enough to feel that bloodlust, how powerful Hisoka is, creeping up under his skin, sticking to him.]

[He can feel how his heart beat kicks up a notch under his lips, from his neck, hot. Smiles at that. Interested or not, having someone ontop of them like this would make anyone get on the defensive.]

Do I seem so transparent? I hardly know you, I'm much too shy for anything else. [Smiles, moving to bump his forehead against his ear, pushing the side of Kite's hat up a little. Hisoka turns his head, pushing his mouth against an ear, between strands of hair, kissing at, going to slide his tongue over it. Contemplating to make this rougher though- Kite's right. Could easily slit his throat if he wanted to- or could he? Kite's on the defensive, as said, he could be ready for anything, already have an invisible blade to his throat...]

Hhaaa~~ [Shivers, shuddering into his ear a little and clinging both his hands into the front of Kite's shirt.]

Would you fight back if I tried anything else?

[onearmedbandit]

[The hardly sincere statement that Hisoka is too shy earns a slight snort. Shy people don't make the first move... Although they might very well radiate an immense urge to kill and sharpen their nails into proper claws. You meet all sorts.]

[The attention to his ear finally seems to bug Kite enough to move, head shifting and bill of his cap threatening to smack into Hisoka's temple. Even in this dim light, it's easy to catch his narrowed eyes and how his mouth is turned into a definite frown.]

You've definitely been pushing your luck as it is.

[Ever since that hand laid against his chest, actually.]