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Love on an Adventure
![]() Lucky you. For a while, you get to eschew a normal life and see life past your door; you're going on a quest! It could be for personal reasons, for fun, for profit, or to save the world as you know it. In all likelihood, it's the latter, given the natural order of things, but hopefully it's not. Whatever the case may be, you won't be going it alone, however. Whether it's just you and a partner or a true fellowship, you've got people to back you up. You may not all start out as the best of friends, that's true - still, the fires of potential life or death scenarios or the threat of losing your booty draw you closer together, and a friendship forms. With one member of your party, more than friendship grows between you. But wait, you have to defeat the dark lord, find the oldest wand, fight evil by moonlight, create a giant robot, or any other number of tasks. There's no time for this sort of nonsense! Actually, you may push them away because of the mission or due to past wounds that tie into said mission. Maybe, though, you can steal moments to get closer, let a romance blossom...or more. HOW to PLAY
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My spottiness is certainly a thing.
Slowly, he begins to lean forward.
So is mine, apparently >.>
"Neither am I," Vanyel replies with a ghost of a grin. Then he leans in to meet Garyn, one hand coming up to cup his cheek as their lips meet.
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His hand creeps down from Vanyel's shoulder, moving ever downward, his fingers searching and grasping.
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So calloused fingers map the curve of a bearded jaw as they kiss, and brush the tip of a pointed ear as he moves to run a hand through Garyn's hair. (He's heard about the supposed sensitivity of mer ears, but hasn't taken enough mer lovers to know if there's any truth in the supposition, or if it's something invented wholecloth by romance novelists.)
He presses into Garyn's hand as it trails down, easily able to feel the heat of it through his shirt (armor having already been removed and set aside for the evening). His other hand trails down Garyn's body in turn, caressing as much as seeking out buttons or other fastenings with which to start peeling Garyn's clothes off.
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Somehow his left hand finds its way to the front of Vanyel's pants. His touch is firm and strong, moving downward to clear this unnecessary obstruction.
Now that power and internet are back...
He presses into Garyn's hand as it moves downward and reaches down himself, unbuckling his own belt to offer Garyn easier access before both hands start to work on Garyn's belt.