Alcohol, an irresponsible situation, and a backseat of a vehicle all optional. Teenage angst and hormones not optional. All teenage characters from any time, setting, or canon welcome, as are adult characters aged down.
Just Feeling It Out: Maybe you'll finally get to touch a boob!
Accidental Boner: Oh. Hi there, downstairs.
Deep Kissing: Heavy tongue action.
Flawless Approach: WILL YOU PLEASE HAVE THE SEX WITH ME? always works.
Party: A crazy atmosphere can lead to crazy decisions.
Goofballs: Both of you kind of suck at this, but at least you're cute.
Experience Difference: It doesn't count if it's not with you. That's what you tell yourself, anyway.
Boyfrands/Girlfrands: Finally rounding those bases with your honey.
No Play: They've told you no touching them below the belt. Oops!
Fumble: You touched the wrong place or said the wrong thing. Is this the end of your adventure.
Desperate: Please, please, please, let me stick it in.
Oral: Sometimes, you just want to kiss someone there.
Feels So Good: Let's hope you can last.
Love Confession: Now is a good a time as ever to tell them how you feel
Success: Awww yeah, break out the cigarette.
Failure: Hopefully they'll forgive you for staining their clothes.
[I will be getting back to the Bison thread today, but I can't resist the chance to indulge in having their awkwardly cute fumbling. Any preferences for a particular scenario/prompt or shall I just go for it with the starter?]
[She truly had started out with the most innocent of intentions, really she had. Amelia was not the sort to go all boy crazy and obsess over a guy, and she certainly wasn't the type who found the thrill and danger of going after a 'bad boy' exciting. Her response to those types was a swift telling off when it came to their behavior, and if they decided to get physical she was prepared to fight back. As such, the irony of her current relationship with Kanji was not at all lost on her, but with how smitten she was becoming, it was hard for her to really care anymore.]
[What had begun as an attempt to reform a delinquent had lead to some strange places. It probably helped under the gruff and tough exterior, Kanji was actually a good person, just with an unfortunately short fuse at times. Once he had realized Amelia wasn't going to leave him alone, the two began to appreciate one another a little more as people. Of course, they were teenagers, and despite those noble intentions, there was no way hormones weren't going to come into play, and they began to appreciate more in one another than their personalities, namely the more physical attributes.]
[That made things awkward, but even then it wasn't enough to stomp out young infatuation and curiosity, the need to experiment and figure out what those feelings meant. They were now at a point where every casual meet up resulted in some inexperienced touching and fumbling, sloppy making out and even some very heavy petting and grinding. As such, Amelia was under no disillusions when Kanji had coaxed her into slipping away from a class event and heading out toward the play fields, finding privacy inside the equipment shed.]
[From there, a few things were said, but she forgot what was spoken very quickly when their tongues tangled together, and through some stumbling they found themselves rolling around on top of a pile of gym mats. Since Kanji already knew she was okay with him touching her breasts, she figured it was best to return the gesture, one hand going down to cup him through his pants. Considering how they were already just letting the heat of the moment overtake them, it was anyone guess what would happen, and how far their exploration would take them today.]
[ for the record, lilina is 100% stone cold sober.
despite the spiked punch, the variety of colorful and enticing alcoholic beverages, and the few curious sips of a wine cooler that she'd quickly decided was not for her, lilina has somehow managed to get through two hours of this house party without getting any kinds of wasted, which may or may not be somewhat sad, considering she's totally 100% making this current decision with a clear (eh) and sensible (ehhhhh) mind: ]
We should fool around.
[ this decision she has declared in her best stage whisper, despite the room she'd pulled her boyfriend into as being completely empty. most of the party is thumping along downstairs, which may as well be miles and miles away at this point, and the door has been firmly shut and locked behind them. still, she's pulled into close to naruto, keeping her voice hushed, her small hands still firm around his fingers. there is a mildly wild look to her eyes, the same kind of wild look that's present whenever she gets spurred by a Wild and Crazy Idea™ but to be fair, most of those ideas tend to err on the side of normal teenage stuff. like breaking curfew.
that said, she explains: ]
That's what teenagers do in house parties, right? [ she glances around, making a quick assessment of the room. it's a bedroom, for sure. tough to say if it's a guest room, or just belonging to someone really bland... ] I think this room hasn't been used yet. It should do. [ yes yes, she punctuates this with a decisive nod. ]
my dumb ass was like is there gonna be a part b??? and then i realised my mistake
[ Naruto, on the other hand, is swimming pretty fantastically toward hammered. It's the first time he's been to a house party of this size - since becoming Lilina's boyfriend he seemed to have gained a certain kind of humanity about himself that people recognised and with it came the decision that he's a decent person to be around if only for how easily he makes people laugh - and therefore intended to try anything once.. the downside is that anything included the colourful and often foul tasting concoctions other people made and suggested he try. He's had a large mouthful of pretty much every possible combination of alcohol in this house, so while Lilina is looking at him wildly, he's returning the gaze with a kind of sleepy looking expression. Or maybe he's trying to look sexy, who knows. ]
I think so.. [ At least that's what they do in movies and TV shows, usually when both parties are drunk and usually for one or both of their first times. Naruto also considers, with an expression that suddenly goes a bit tight around the edges, that those interactions don't usually end up ending well.. or that if they do there's sometimes fall out afterwards. He gulps, then looks at his girlfriend.
... It's much harder to pry this apart when he's looking at her, he finds. She's just so pretty. She doesn't look as dishevelled or woozy as he does; she looks composed and intense and excited just as always when she has an idea, and Naruto can't really bring himself to suggest anything other than exactly what she wants when he looks at her like this. ]
We don't gotta do what teenagers are s'posed to do, though, y'know. We can just do whatever we want. [ Does that sound like he's making excuses? He raises one of his hands to scrub it through his hair. ] I mean-- I don't want ya to think I don't want to, 'cos I really really do, I just wanna.. make sure you want to too, y'know?
[ One day he'll stop cock-blocking himself by being a white knight. One day. ]
[ she glances around again, looking a little less resolved and a little more flustered. it's unfortunately all too easy for her to lose her nerve when one of her attempts to be "like a regular teenager" is questioned in any way, which isn't the fault of naruto of course, but simply another aspect of her wavering self-esteem in regards to all this. ]
N-No, I would... I would like to.
[ she reaches down to fiddle with the hem of her skirt, a scandalous two inches above her knee and thus two inches higher than she's worn in public before. her cheeks are tinged in pink, and despite standing so close to her boyfriend, she doesn't seem to notice his own state of inebriation. ]
I just... [ needed the excuse, she suppose. but, oh, how embarrassing that is to admit! ]
[ Luckily - or maybe entirely the opposite - Naruto is that level of drunk where all he seems to be able to process are the words being said, and all he takes away from what Lilina had said is I would like to. It makes him smile like a goofball, and in moments his hands are around Lilina's waist as he scoops her up close to his chest. He knows she'd like to, really, knows she likes him and somehow finds him attractive.. but hearing it, especially for his inebriated brain, is pretty much the best thing he can think of at the moment. This isn't like those movies where friends or new couples come together and make mistakes, this moment is much more special than that and possibly most importantly the both of them are much smarter than that.
He leans in and presses a big smooch on her cheek, before his mind suddenly explodes into a multitude of cliches and he gasps in excitement. ]
We need to lock the door, and-- an' put somethin' on the outside so everyone knows not to knock! An' we've gotta play loud music so no-one can listen in. And tape over the keyhole!!
[ It's a bedroom door you idiot, what bedroom door has a keyhole. ]
[ she has half a mind to correct him — no no, you kiss me on the lips, see — but he's very quickly moving things along, so she doesn't find the need. from the sounds of it, they will very quickly be doing things "properly" anyway.
but see this? this is why they're together, because that kind of excitement is infectious and, frankly, dumb, but look how well they feed off on each other, because as soon as naruto starts to get into it, she finds her confidence again and jumps right back in. ]
Oh, oh — it has to be a sock, doesn't it? [ SHE SAW THIS IN A MOVIE ONCE! excitedly, she glances down at her feet, but frowns upon realizing she's wearing her usual thigh-highs... ] Would stockings count...?
Or a tie, it's a tie sometimes, too! [ He half yells, so it's probably a good thing that the upstairs of this house is relatively empty or otherwise distracted. He looks down at his chest, and only when he sees no tie does he hop over to the door on one foot, pelting away his sneaker and tearing off his sock so he can put it over the handle. ] I got it!
[ He finds an issue, however, in getting it to stay balanced over the doorknob. It slides off if he lays it along the neck, and it's too short to be tied in a knot. With a whine of frustration, he peeks his head back out from around the door. Clearly she's the expert on this now. ]
I can't get it on, how are ya supposed to get it to stay?
[ There's got to be an innuendo in there somewhere. ]
[ if only they weren't both idiots that can't immediately catch onto double entendres.... ]
Oh, I don't know, maybe glue?
[ glue????? someone help these children.
oh but then a Brilliant Idea strikes lilina in the next moment, and she's making an excited squealing noise that's way too much energy for such a trivial thing. but she's tugging her hair loose from its braid, making her hair fall in light waves down her back, and soon she's coming up by the door to hand him her charm-covered scrunchie. ]
[ Socks on a handle are supposed to send a subtle message that people may or may not be banging on the other side, but with Naruto's bright orange number and Lilina's charm covered hair tie, this particular sign might as well put their names in flashing neon.
Naruto hasn't thought about this, and probably wouldn't care even if he had, though. He makes a delighted noise, a kind of gasp and whoop at the same time, and takes the scrunchie from her to arrange it securely on the door handle. ]
Alright! That's perfect! [ Perfect for these two idiots, maybe. He closes the door again, and pushes in on the handle which he thinks??? locks it??? It's hard when you're this woozy to accurately check off a mental checklist when a number of items are new to you or are taking place in a house you've never been in before. He's doing his best, okay. ] Now we just go for it, yeah?
[ And then he's swooping to take Lilina by the waist, pulling her close so he can press giggly kisses to her throat, tasting whatever perfume she's wearing as her hair tickles his nose. ]
[ "go for it" he says, like it's just that easy, like it's been that easy. never mind how all their other efforts to be intimate had been ruined in some way, before meticulous planning finally worked out in their favor, but she supposes part of the allure of doing this when one least expects it is just that — the spontaneity of it all, the implication that hearts must simply be followed when they must.
she giggles when he picks her up, her mirth only heightening with every sloppy kiss he drops on her skin. she's clutching onto his shoulders for life, feet easily lifted off the ground, and her hair's a mess down her back and in his arms but that's okay, who cares. ]
C-Careful, careful— [ she wraps an arm around his neck, the other pointing towards a desk pushed up against the wall. ] There! Bring me there!
[ the bed is arguably more inviting, but she mildly worries about time, and whether or not "fooling around" goes as far as they may necessarily want to. ]
[ Her hair swooshes around the arms he has about her waist, and he spares all of a second or two to vaguely consider how soft it is - how soft it always is, how much he likes touching it and how pretty it is when it's down - before she's giving him instruction and his body is responding before his brain has had the chance to catch up. ]
Y'ss ma'am!
[ He hitches her up in his hold a little higher, his hands naturally shifting under her backside rather than her waist, but he doesn't waste any time being flustered or suggestive over it because in the next moment he's depositing her on the desk and planting two hands either side of her hips so he can loom into her personal space. He licks his lips because they're still wet from kissing her skin, but also because she looks really pretty in this dim lampshade light. ]
If you've got any other instructions then you better suggest 'em now, 'cos otherwise I'm gonna go to town on you.
[ It sounds like something out of a porno (it very well might be, honestly) but with a certain Naruto-ism about it that makes it endearing. Hopefully. ]
[ he leans in and she can smell the alcohol on him, but where such scents used to make her nose wrinkle, she finds herself laughing instead. or maybe it's because of his words, or his look of determination, or just him in general, because she's always laughing with him, laughing so much more than she ever thought she had reason to and — she hopes he knows that. she hopes he knows how many words she can't find to describe how much he means to her.
he's looming, but she's not shying away, not when his brazenness makes her want to be brave. she leans in, looping her arms around his neck and stealing a kiss along the corner of his wet mouth. her legs are hanging on either side of his hips, dangling off the edge of the desk that doesn't even complain at her weight, and her skirt has hitched up high enough to show the skin where her thigh highs end. ]
I have just one left — [ she leans in again, their noses bumping, ] — Go to town on me, Naruto~
[ (later, she will ask him what that actually means...) ]
[ If she'd asked just then, Naruto would have probably admitted to not being sure, amidst a cacophany of giggles where normally he'd be embarrassed. Right now, though, he doesn't have the will to be embarrassed. All he can and wants to focus on is right here, giggling right along with him, and wrapping her arms around her to urge him not to stop.
He blushes furiously when she bumps his nose, because not even the level of alcohol in his system can distract from how endearing it is when she does that. He's about to bump her back when his brain clocks in on something. Go to town. Go to town. It had sounded different when he'd heard it the first time, and what followed next wasn't going to town as much as it was-- Oh. Oooohhhh.
Down. Now he gets it. He'd misheard. Well.. that still counts, right? He could do that too, right?
He shifts his hands to press his warm palms against that sliver of skin peeking out above her socks, and then inches up further along the smooth skin of her outer thighs till his hands are bravely, and shamelessly, laid out hot on her hips, pushing up the fabric of her skirts. ]
[ the pressure along her thighs has her squirm out of reflex, and just like that, lilina feels all her courage and nerve evaporate like a cloud of smoke. she bites down on her lip, eyes big and wide as she keeps a look on his face, terrified of losing all her nerve should she glance down at his hands on hers. it's not that she's suddenly regretting this — that's far from the case.
but she's suddenly quite aware of the gravity of the situation, of what they intend to do, when, and where, and while her stomach still bubbles in happy little bursts like fireworks, she can't help the little bit of nervousness that come with doing something new and risky.
she remains completely silent up until the tips of those wandering fingers brush against the point where her thigh and pelvis meet, tracing the line of contact, where the faint lace edges of her underwear rest. her lips (made bright red now from all her biting down on it) pop open in a small 'o', air rushing out of her in a soft, sharp gasp of, ]
Oh.
[ it's like he's touching her for the first time all over again, every inch of her skin feeling on fire. ]
[ He says when she makes that face; he can't quite see it, not exactly, because the lighting is dim and his vision is kind of swimmy around the edges if he keeps his eyes open for too long... but no matter how much alcohol he drinks or how cut loose he gets, he'll always keep her well-being at the top of his list. ]
'Cos if you're not you need to tell me.
[ He's kind of got used to his voice doing that dip thing it does in these situations. He also can't remember how to make it not, so he doesn't waste much time being embarrassed over it. In fact, with his fingertips catching on soft lace and softer skin as he flexes them, it's hard to be embarrassed over.. well, anything. ]
Y'need to tell me so I can stop now, before I can't anymore.
[ now, don't get lilina wrong. she had always been attracted to her boyfriend. even before they'd reached that level in their relationship, she had always considered him cute, if a little erratic. now, with love coloring everything they do, every bit of him is something endearing to her, but despite that she had never once really considered him sexy.
which has absolutely nothing to do with naruto, and entirely to do with lilina herself. she doesn't do sexy. oh, sure, she thinks about sex (obviously), and she certainly desires and enjoys sex with him, but for all their love and lust and fooling around, lilina had never had a moment where she'd been forced to address the fact that naruto is
in fact
incredibly sexy.
especially when he looks at her like that, with that gleam in his eyes, and that quirk to his grin, rumbling rough words so low, she can feel it in her breast. he talks about not being able to control himself, and she finds herself wishing he really, really wouldn't. he barely has to tug at her underwear, and she's already feeling so wet. ]
[ Naruto's expression warms but maintains the same level of intensity, his grin peeking through when he sees his girlfriend's breath catch - physically sees it, in the way her small body seems to shudder a bit when he touches her - and hears her plead with him to keep going. He doesn't really consider himself sexy either, since it's hard for him to put on any kind of cool-guy persona and woo her like he's seen on the screen; all he can do is strive to please her in any way he can, and trust that she considers him attractive enough to want back.
All Naruto wants to do when Lilina begs him not to stop is kiss her, so he does. He presses their lips together with a rush of sound as he takes a deep breath, like he knows he's not going to be coming up for air soon. As with most things Naruto finds an interest in, he's quickly become an attentive and decently skilled kisser. Being with her has finally made him see the appeal, and after kissing her at almost every opportunity he can get, Naruto has instinctively picked up on how heavy she prefers it, what patterns of his tongue she likes, and how long she can go before needing to pull back to breathe. He still gets carried away now and again, though, and with alcohol in his system he's weak to the wet heat of her mouth against his.
Eventually he does draw back, but only enough to navigate his mouth toward her neck, one hand creeping up to move her collar out of the way, while his other reaches around her to take ahold of her backside and scoot her closer to him on the desk. ]
[ her mind is still sharp, still clear, but the few alcohol she has had in her system is evident in the messiness of the kiss they share, how little restraint she shows in trying to chase after it when he draws away. she stifles a sharp whimper behind a bitten lip when his attention shifts; she's pliant to his strength as usual, but she makes a concentrated effort to scoot closer to to his body without completely falling off the desk. her hands are flat on it now, gripping polished surface for some kind of leverage as her legs instinctively wrap around his own hips, anchoring herself.
she feels hot all over, and not only where he's touched her. she can practically feel the desperation like a tangible coil in her gut, twisting and turning impatiently. ]
[ Shit. Sasuke grabs the blond by the wrist, stopping the fingers fiddling with the button of his fly. ]
Fuck's sake, you horny asshole, what did I tell you?
[ Nothing below the belt. If Naruto tries to argue that Sasuke's not wearing a belt, or that the button isn't below where a belt would be if he was wearing one, technically - well, maybe he won't slug him, but he will shove the blond off him onto the floor. ]
[ He's still not entirely sure how he allowed this position anyway - on his back on the couch with Naruto kneeling above him - but at least he... mostly doesn't mind, now that he's here. ]
[ If Sasuke thinks a hand around his wrist will really stop Naruto's very insistent fingers then he's clearly somehow managed to forget how determined Naruto can be, even when it's late and he's tired and sleeping is a pretty close second place on the list of Things Naruto Wants Right Now. The first thing being...... well.
He screws up his face at the reprimand, like Sasuke's refusal is entirely unreasonable. Which, as far as he's concerned, it kind of is. ]
What, I didn't think you were actually bein' serious. [ He wiggles his hand in the hold keeping it back, managing to brush fingertips against the metal button at his fly and the fabric just below it. ] Especially since you're lettin' me sit in your lap right now.
[ Maybe he's not sitting, exactly, but Naruto's knees are definitely either side of Sasuke's hips, and all it would take to make the picture truth would be for Naruto to drop his weight an inch or two... If Sasuke tries to push him off that's exactly what he'll do. ]
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Gaston Jr ! Disney's Descendants ! M/F
Thor Olsen | werewolf OC | Open to all
Kanji Tatsumi - Persona 4 - M/F
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Alright, my apologies for the rambling length!
[What had begun as an attempt to reform a delinquent had lead to some strange places. It probably helped under the gruff and tough exterior, Kanji was actually a good person, just with an unfortunately short fuse at times. Once he had realized Amelia wasn't going to leave him alone, the two began to appreciate one another a little more as people. Of course, they were teenagers, and despite those noble intentions, there was no way hormones weren't going to come into play, and they began to appreciate more in one another than their personalities, namely the more physical attributes.]
[That made things awkward, but even then it wasn't enough to stomp out young infatuation and curiosity, the need to experiment and figure out what those feelings meant. They were now at a point where every casual meet up resulted in some inexperienced touching and fumbling, sloppy making out and even some very heavy petting and grinding. As such, Amelia was under no disillusions when Kanji had coaxed her into slipping away from a class event and heading out toward the play fields, finding privacy inside the equipment shed.]
[From there, a few things were said, but she forgot what was spoken very quickly when their tongues tangled together, and through some stumbling they found themselves rolling around on top of a pile of gym mats. Since Kanji already knew she was okay with him touching her breasts, she figured it was best to return the gesture, one hand going down to cup him through his pants. Considering how they were already just letting the heat of the moment overtake them, it was anyone guess what would happen, and how far their exploration would take them today.]
lex ( 63!lance / voltron )
ivar the boneless ( vikings )
(Gonna be the) Greatest Pilot in the Galaxy || Solo
Nishinoya Yuu (Haikyu!!)
kaede akamatsu | danganronpa v3 | ota
Shindou Yo | BNHA
Sigurd Ragnarsson | Vikings | m/m
Carlos De Vil | Descendants
Stan Uris ( It - aged up )
Kenny Al-Bahir ( War at Home - m/m )
Kuroo Tetsurou (Haikyuu)
uzumaki naruto | OTA
part a
my dumb ass was like is there gonna be a part b??? and then i realised my mistake
I think so.. [ At least that's what they do in movies and TV shows, usually when both parties are drunk and usually for one or both of their first times. Naruto also considers, with an expression that suddenly goes a bit tight around the edges, that those interactions don't usually end up ending well.. or that if they do there's sometimes fall out afterwards. He gulps, then looks at his girlfriend.
... It's much harder to pry this apart when he's looking at her, he finds. She's just so pretty. She doesn't look as dishevelled or woozy as he does; she looks composed and intense and excited just as always when she has an idea, and Naruto can't really bring himself to suggest anything other than exactly what she wants when he looks at her like this. ]
We don't gotta do what teenagers are s'posed to do, though, y'know. We can just do whatever we want. [ Does that sound like he's making excuses? He raises one of his hands to scrub it through his hair. ] I mean-- I don't want ya to think I don't want to, 'cos I really really do, I just wanna.. make sure you want to too, y'know?
[ One day he'll stop cock-blocking himself by being a white knight. One day. ]
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He leans in and presses a big smooch on her cheek, before his mind suddenly explodes into a multitude of cliches and he gasps in excitement. ]
We need to lock the door, and-- an' put somethin' on the outside so everyone knows not to knock! An' we've gotta play loud music so no-one can listen in. And tape over the keyhole!!
[ It's a bedroom door you idiot, what bedroom door has a keyhole. ]
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[ He finds an issue, however, in getting it to stay balanced over the doorknob. It slides off if he lays it along the neck, and it's too short to be tied in a knot. With a whine of frustration, he peeks his head back out from around the door. Clearly she's the expert on this now. ]
I can't get it on, how are ya supposed to get it to stay?
[ There's got to be an innuendo in there somewhere. ]
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Naruto hasn't thought about this, and probably wouldn't care even if he had, though. He makes a delighted noise, a kind of gasp and whoop at the same time, and takes the scrunchie from her to arrange it securely on the door handle. ]
Alright! That's perfect! [ Perfect for these two idiots, maybe. He closes the door again, and pushes in on the handle which he thinks??? locks it??? It's hard when you're this woozy to accurately check off a mental checklist when a number of items are new to you or are taking place in a house you've never been in before. He's doing his best, okay. ] Now we just go for it, yeah?
[ And then he's swooping to take Lilina by the waist, pulling her close so he can press giggly kisses to her throat, tasting whatever perfume she's wearing as her hair tickles his nose. ]
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Y'ss ma'am!
[ He hitches her up in his hold a little higher, his hands naturally shifting under her backside rather than her waist, but he doesn't waste any time being flustered or suggestive over it because in the next moment he's depositing her on the desk and planting two hands either side of her hips so he can loom into her personal space. He licks his lips because they're still wet from kissing her skin, but also because she looks really pretty in this dim lampshade light. ]
If you've got any other instructions then you better suggest 'em now, 'cos otherwise I'm gonna go to town on you.
[ It sounds like something out of a porno (it very well might be, honestly) but with a certain Naruto-ism about it that makes it endearing. Hopefully. ]
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He blushes furiously when she bumps his nose, because not even the level of alcohol in his system can distract from how endearing it is when she does that. He's about to bump her back when his brain clocks in on something. Go to town. Go to town. It had sounded different when he'd heard it the first time, and what followed next wasn't going to town as much as it was-- Oh. Oooohhhh.
Down. Now he gets it. He'd misheard. Well.. that still counts, right? He could do that too, right?
He shifts his hands to press his warm palms against that sliver of skin peeking out above her socks, and then inches up further along the smooth skin of her outer thighs till his hands are bravely, and shamelessly, laid out hot on her hips, pushing up the fabric of her skirts. ]
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[ He says when she makes that face; he can't quite see it, not exactly, because the lighting is dim and his vision is kind of swimmy around the edges if he keeps his eyes open for too long... but no matter how much alcohol he drinks or how cut loose he gets, he'll always keep her well-being at the top of his list. ]
'Cos if you're not you need to tell me.
[ He's kind of got used to his voice doing that dip thing it does in these situations. He also can't remember how to make it not, so he doesn't waste much time being embarrassed over it. In fact, with his fingertips catching on soft lace and softer skin as he flexes them, it's hard to be embarrassed over.. well, anything. ]
Y'need to tell me so I can stop now, before I can't anymore.
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All Naruto wants to do when Lilina begs him not to stop is kiss her, so he does. He presses their lips together with a rush of sound as he takes a deep breath, like he knows he's not going to be coming up for air soon. As with most things Naruto finds an interest in, he's quickly become an attentive and decently skilled kisser. Being with her has finally made him see the appeal, and after kissing her at almost every opportunity he can get, Naruto has instinctively picked up on how heavy she prefers it, what patterns of his tongue she likes, and how long she can go before needing to pull back to breathe. He still gets carried away now and again, though, and with alcohol in his system he's weak to the wet heat of her mouth against his.
Eventually he does draw back, but only enough to navigate his mouth toward her neck, one hand creeping up to move her collar out of the way, while his other reaches around her to take ahold of her backside and scoot her closer to him on the desk. ]
i swear i thought i tagged these
RNGed No Play let's see how long that lasts
[ Shit. Sasuke grabs the blond by the wrist, stopping the fingers fiddling with the button of his fly. ]
Fuck's sake, you horny asshole, what did I tell you?
[ Nothing below the belt. If Naruto tries to argue that Sasuke's not wearing a belt, or that the button isn't below where a belt would be if he was wearing one, technically - well, maybe he won't slug him, but he will shove the blond off him onto the floor. ]
[ He's still not entirely sure how he allowed this position anyway - on his back on the couch with Naruto kneeling above him - but at least he... mostly doesn't mind, now that he's here. ]
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He screws up his face at the reprimand, like Sasuke's refusal is entirely unreasonable. Which, as far as he's concerned, it kind of is. ]
What, I didn't think you were actually bein' serious. [ He wiggles his hand in the hold keeping it back, managing to brush fingertips against the metal button at his fly and the fabric just below it. ] Especially since you're lettin' me sit in your lap right now.
[ Maybe he's not sitting, exactly, but Naruto's knees are definitely either side of Sasuke's hips, and all it would take to make the picture truth would be for Naruto to drop his weight an inch or two... If Sasuke tries to push him off that's exactly what he'll do. ]