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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? 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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So who says we don't just screw with time to give us all the time we want? [Pft. Rules are for suckers and Gabriel can already tell his other self is just as big of a fan of breaking them as he is. Besides, with that much appealing other self to explore? Oh he wants to take his time.]
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Good, because I'm going to need quite a lot of it.
[In fact, why is he wasting time talking? Time may be frozen but that's no reason to not have his hands or mouth on the other. He twists his grip firmly into the front of his shirt and pulls the other up onto his toes slightly as he bends down to capture his mouth in a firm, hungry kiss.]
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And yes. Oh he's good. Hungry mouths and eager hands as he presses in closer, fingers twisting in the back of his leather jacket before sliding down to appraise a very magnificent ass.
Good choice. Whoever locked them in here was totally due a gift basket.]
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That hand then slowly moves back up, fingers kneading in where he assumes the other's wings would be, making a point to massage and rub at his shoulder blades to see how the other responds. It's a small cue. If Gabriel likes it, he assume his alternate twin will, there for... well, he's revealing a strong erogenous zone to his shorter version.
That free hand is resting at Gabe's throat, gently cupping and holding him, thumb brushing as he continues to kiss him breathless. Not that they really need to breath so this could go on for ages. He eventually makes the move to break the kiss, diving eagerly into Gabe's throat to lavish the flesh. His teeth and lips graze with more hungry noises vibrating his tongue against his skin as he suckles a sweet spot over his pulse.]
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The place where he folds into a vessel, where he calls his wings has always been a hotspot and the attention is gladly returned, nimble fingers working along the extra sets of muscles and hidden bone that support him as he flies.
Gabriel's head falls back against the closet wall with a soft thud, making a high, tight sound that isn't quite human as his hands slide beneath a heavy leather jacket to get at warm skin. If he's going to work at him, he wants nothing between them.] Ohfuck right there..
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As those hands dip in under his clothes he shifts, shrugging easily out of his long jacket. He pushes his chest into those eager digits, all while busily lavishing Gabriel's throat. He draws back to unzip or pull off his layers, leaving him in only his leather pants. Those hands then turn to his alternate twin and begin tugging, unbuttoning or eagerly pulling clothes off the other to get to more skin.]
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Bare skin is more than welcome and Gabriel is quick to help his twin out of everything before he begins relentlessly working over his back again, wanting more of those low growls and eager presses in.
.. and call him impatient, but pulling out of his clothes is just going to take too much time. Time that would be better spent nibbling along his collarbone so as he dips his head, Gabriel simply snaps his fingers and banishes the rest of his clothes.] There. That's better, isn't it?
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Gabriel finally decides he'll treat his twin, slowly making his way down his body, kissing, nipping and lapping wet stripes down to his waist. His fingers rake down his ribs and sides till he's on his knees before him. He kisses a path from hip to crotch, cheek and nose brushing against that hard length standing before him. He wraps his lips around the base, suckling and massaging with his tongue. He hums low as if it's the most delicious thing he's tasted, voice vibrating his cock, sounding hungry. Keeping his head cocked to the side he'll spread the widest part of his tongue out over it and slide it up the underside till he gets to the helmet, he then drags the tip through the cleft to tease, rolling around the head deftly while looking up at Gabe from under hooded lids.
He teases, fingers kneading in at his hips as he takes his head in short bobs, working it, twisting his mouth and tongue around it in fast little motions, throat rumbling once more.]
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The air in the closet rustles and his primary wings manifest, folding around both of them to stroke long flight feathers against Gabriel's bare back as heat pools low and insistent in his belly, his body's demand for more.] C'mere.
[Gabe catches his shoulders, drawing his counterpart to his feet and sliding his hands down to work at his leather pants.] Want you to fuck me into this wall.
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He'll get to his feet when prompted, grinning at the request. He draws in a short breath as a shudder of arousal lances down his spine to coil with an intense heat. He swallows, mouth going a little dry and hands eagerly spreading up his twins body once more.]
I thought you'd never ask. [He purrs and kisses Gabe with something slow and passionate, yet irresistibly hot. He groans as he get his pants open, rocking his hips into those fingers eagerly wanting to be touched. His own hands will reach out for those wings to card his fingers through the golden feathers and with a slight roll of his shoulders his own black pair will unfold in the small space. It's getting a little cramped with their wings but makes it easier for the appendages to brush along one another in something sensual.]
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The touch to his feathers gets another shaky groan out of Gabe as his wings tilt forward to brush gold and bronze along gleaming black. Humans might have come up with sex, but angels perfected it when it came to adding wings to the mix.
A secondary set of wings appear and help Gabe brace himself against the wall, hooking a leg around Gabriel's hip because like hell is he waiting much more.]
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As Gabe wraps a leg around his hip, he'll splay a hand out around his thigh, pushing in closer as he dips a hand down the curve of his ass. He presses fingers in along his entrance, rubbing in firm circles to feel how ready the other was. He wasn't familiar with every trick the other breed had, so part of him was wracking his brain for how to lube the other up to ease their joining. He could go in dry but that might not be near as comfortable for either of them.]