Gay Chicken Meme

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Gay Chicken Meme



R U L E S:
1. Tag in your character + fandom in the subject line.
2. Tag around! But remember, you can only tag back with a character of the same sex.
3. Congratulations! You are now playing Gay Chicken where you basically escalate sexual tension between the two of you. Flirt, touch, try to go in for a kiss, go nuts! Anything to make the other player back down.
4. The first person who makes the other back out is the winner of Gay Chicken.
5. Enjoy!

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Irene Adler | BBC Sherlock

[whatyoulike]

[LESBIAN. EASY WIN. B) Alternatively, any gay men want to play straight chicken?]

does he count? :|

[obviously]

[QUIETLY EYEING. may still be trying to figure her out.]

close enough!

[whatyoulike]

I'll be charitable, Mr. Holmes, and allow you to make the first move.

[obviously]

Then we might be here for a while.

[whatyoulike]

I can be extremely patient.

Though I have to warn you, longer than ten minutes without one counts as a forfeit. It's not a staring contest. [She may or may not have just made that up on the spot. Doesn't matter. It's said with confidence, and really, wouldn't she be expected to know?]

[obviously]

[he tilts his head a little, his eyebrows quirking up slightly] And you expect me to trust your word on this?

Better yet, you expect me to care about a silly game?

[whatyoulike]

No, I expect you to care about what you'll get if you win. [Said in a 'do try to keep up' tone.]

[obviously]

If this was a display of intellect, perhaps, but this is merely a silly game for teenage boys.

[whatyoulike]

Which is precisely why you'll lose.

I know what you can do in a battle of wits. That's old hat. [Truthfully, she'd never get tired of it. Even now this is about far more than the physical.]

[obviously]

You are mistaken if you believe I take any satisfaction in winning to you over something like this.

[whatyoulike]

No matter the terms? Wasteful.

[obviously]

Ah, Miss Adler...I know of your... [he pauses, measuring his words] inclinations toward me. It would hardly seem fair for me to take advantage of this at this time.

[whatyoulike]

[She simply raises her eyebrows and fixes him with a look. REALLY SHERLOCK. Just because she wants to fuck your brain(s out) she's not about to go all gooey-eyed and fluttery with a little touching.]

Re: Irene Adler | BBC Sherlock

[hi_there_aliens]

[Daniel takes one look at Irene and instantly knows, just knows, this won't be easy.]

So. What are the stakes?

[whatyoulike]

[She pretends to consider it for a moment though, in fact, she has already decided what she wants.]

If I win, you give me access to your work e-mail for three hours.

[hi_there_aliens]

[the hesitation is written all over his face]

And what could you give me, if I win, that's worth the risk?

[whatyoulike]

Take your pick. Money, secrets... [Standard offers which she does not expect him to choose.]

The cooperation of certain government detractors.

[hi_there_aliens]

[Yeah they're not sounding all that appealing. Well, the secrets do, because Daniel's found it hard to ignore keep out signs.]

Maybe the secrets. What kind of government detractors?

[he steps closer to her, the game is afoot on]

[whatyoulike]

The sort who'd love to shut your little program down. I know a senator or two. [And what they like.

With that she's closing the distance and sliding her fingers under his collar.]

[hi_there_aliens]

It'd be nice knowing if they're planning to-

Wait, how do you know about the program?

[Daniel's already distracted and oh yeah, the game did start and she's made the first move. Daniel's a little surprised the move is so subtle, he was expecting her to go in for the kill. His hand drifts to her ribs]

[whatyoulike]

I know about a lot of things.

[An instant victory would be no fun at all.

Her only reaction to the hand on her ribs is to move her other hand straight to his bum and give it a squeeze. He'll have to get a lot more invasive than that to faze her.]

[hi_there_aliens]

Fine. But it's ten minutes at my e-mail if you win. Not three hours. And I'd be watching you the entire time.

[It's dangerous even letting her do that much. Daniel nearly does jump, the urge is there in his eyes but he's just going to pretend this is another day at the office and an...alien, an incredibly hot one, just happened to squeeze his ass. As a greeting. Totally playing it cool. Right. His hand drifts up her ribcage and smooths across her shoulder]

[whatyoulike]

[The face she makes has much more to do with his words than where his hand is going.

She's made do with less. But that doesn't mean she'll accept the new terms easily. As she speaks, she's tugging his collar down to expose more skin.]

That's not much of a counteroffer. One hour. Unsupervised.

[hi_there_aliens]

[The face she gets back is from both her haggling and the "unsupervised" part. Like hell she's doing that unsupervised, and he doesn't noticed his collar's down. Yet. Daniel's hand is gliding up to her neck, then going to the nape of her neck, pulling her in a little closer]

That's not much better. Thirty minutes. Supervised. You get either me or the MPS.

[whatyoulike]

Forty.

[Going with the movement, she leans in and, rather than meet his lips, ducks her head at the last second to give the now-exposed flesh under his collarbone a sharp nip. That is what she thinks of your supervision, mister.]