7 Minutes in Heaven

[sockle]

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 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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[clockworkgod]

[Instinctively he moves to cover his face with his hand.]

That's... I don't need you to tell me that.

[Of course he knew. Being reminded, however, is even more embarrassing.]

[rolereverse]

I like it.

[ reaches for his hand to pry it away from his face with a smile. ]

Let me do it again.

[clockworkgod]

[Reluctantly, Julius' hand falls away with a little prying. Unfortunately it really did nothing to hide how flustered he was -- no. Still is.]

...go ahead.

[The rules themselves stated that he wouldn't be getting out of here until Ace was satisfied. As such, he was inclined to continue. It wasn't something he dreaded either, surprisingly. Ace had not asked anything of him but to allow it. Not that he needed to return it or anything of the sort. It was... strange. He had expected to be told he wasn't doing it correctly. Or to be told he needed to reciprocate.

In some weird way that made the idea of returning the favor far less intimidating.]

[rolereverse]

[ ace is still blissfully forceful sometimes, but julius was a special case; his best friend, sometimes mentor, sometimes toy, sometimes his savior... he couldn't do what he'd do on any idiot (alice) just because he felt like it. if there was a way for julius to enjoy it too, he'd take it.

this time he leans for a much more proper kiss, parting his lips from the get-go and trying to pry julius' mouth open with his own tongue, moving his hands down to pin his friend's wrists to the wall. force of habit. ]

[clockworkgod]

[Maybe Julius was a little naive to expect much of the same thing this time around, but the small gasp of surprise allows enough room for Ace's tongue to slip in his mouth as Julius' face turns a much, much deeper shade of red. There's something obscene about the way it feels to have someone's tongue brush against your own. It's not unpleasant. Not at all. Almost frighteningly so. It leaves him breathless. He doesn't even protest the hands on his wrists - he barely has time to think of them.]

[rolereverse]

[ ace likes control; if he could have absolute control over his own life and choices, he would. but because he can't, he's content with just this-- having others under him, absolutely overpowering them, but mostly just feeling like he's marking the pace, for once. if he can only have that liberty during these kind of situations, then so be it.

he kisses him a bit more desperately, pressing his thumbs over the delicate underside of his wrist, occasionally biting down on his lower lip; not intentionally, so it's nothing too painful, and he proceeds to lick off that spot right after.

ace loves julius more than anyone or anything, and yet he still doesn't believe him or anyone else from the land is capable of actual love unlike foreigners, but if he were to recognize his feelings as such, that would be the answer. and julius probably knows it, too. ]