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7 Minutes In Heaven
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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 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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[But okay, maybe he's a little impressed by the fact Tommy managed to pick him up at all. Super-strength, at least a little, clearly. Probably not so much that Loki couldn't break out of hold if he had to... but enough to make it challenging, yes.
And Loki does like a challenge.
This time it's Loki grabbing a handful of Tommy's shirt, pulling Tommy into a kiss, although Loki makes sure to go slowly and deliberately. Teasing is fun, after all. And although it's tempting to see how Tommy would react if Loki slipped his hand under Tommy's shirt, he resists For now, at least.]]
Welcome to my apartment block. I'm afraid it doesn't look like much from the outside, but the inside is much nicer. Well, my bit of the inside is, anyway.
[He opens the front door with his key, and holds the door for Tommy with a flourish.]
After you.
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His smile is forgotten by the time Loki pulls away, lips a little swollen and a dazed look on his face.]
I'm willing to bet it's nicer than mine. Inside and out. [He steps inside and peers around as he slips his shoes off, frowning at them. They aren't even a month old and the soles are already almost worn through.
He turns and leans against the wall, waiting for Loki.] I definitely prefer you you to illusion you.
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By 'people' standards, I'm mostly a very unmoveable weight, so consider me impressed I'm only a little heavy to you.
[He stops next to Tommy for a second, lets himself touch his fingers to Tommy's cheek for a fleeting second, and then leads the way further in towards the elevator.]
That particular illusion isn't meant to draw attention, so I can't make it too attractive. But, as it happens, I prefer me me to any illusion me too.
[He turns to check Tommy's following, walking backwards for a second, still smiling.]
So, master Shepherd, still willing to walk into my lair?
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As far as how dangerous Loki is regardless of how much his friends hate him, Tommy just knows he's a supervillain -or was that a reformed supervillain?- and he's naively confident in his own abilities.]
Unmoveable is a little generous, buddy. Heavy... way heavier than you look, but definitely not unmoveable. I'm not that strong. [Oddly enough, Loki walking over and brushing his fingers across his cheek is the first this evening that Tommy's felt a little unnerved and flustered. He quickly shakes the feeling off and follows Loki into the elevator.]
Yea, let's see it. Your New York City highrise lair. [He grins, managing to wait patiently for the doors to close before grabbing a handful of Loki's shirt and tugging the god up against him for another heated kiss. He really hoped this elevator had a security camera.]
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Apart from the fact it's usually considered a little rude to comment on people's weights... Most people find a quarter ton a little hard to push, let alone lift.
[But he lets Tommy pull him closer anyway, leans in to make the kiss a little easier and a little deeper, more than happy to be as much in Tommy's personal space as Tommy will let him. One hand goes to Tommy's waist, sliding under Tommy's shirt again. He's probably going to upset the neighbours anyway, might as well enjoy it while he can and give them something to really look at. While Tommy is still willing to let Loki get away with any of this, really.
Besides, it's nice to have someone else do some of the work, for once. Loki doesn't mind the chase, mostly enjoys it... but it does get awfully tiring to always have to be the one doing it. And a little discouraging, honestly.]
Mmm. You might be a little disappointed if you're expecting dungeons and torture chambers, I'm afraid.