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Who: Everyone
When: Day 13, afternoon
Where: Public Lounge

[ Guess who's trying to earn as many Sparks as possible? This guy. So on Day 13, sometime during the day each Team may have received a quick visit from this guy, encouraging them to come to the public lounge during the afternoon to partecipate on a get to know each other exercise. For anyone who asks, he'll explain on very generic terms that it's just a game of truth or dare or kiss, and he's going to try his best to convince people to actually show up.

For those who do show up at the public lounge in the afternoon, he's going to explain the basic set up ]

All right, so, the whole thing is pretty simple. Usually, I guess there should be something to spin or help with randomly selecting people, but that's going to get complicated, so let's skip that one. You see someone you want to get to know, you partner up with 'em.

Here's the rules. You ask your partner to pick Truth or Dare, and ask or provide your challenge accordingly. As the person who's been asked or challenged, you will have the option to back out of it by kissing your partner instead. Doesn't have to be anywhere specific, there's kids here.

You won't win anything out of it except, huh, my gratitude for taking part, I guess.

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[She's been really S, but it's hard to imagine she was so coy and uncompromisingly dominant not too long ago when she very suddenly makes tomatoes look pale.]

Don't laugh at me!

[It's an exclamation but a quiet one and borderline a whine as that "me" trails off a bit like "meeeeeeeeeee". She just has to slide her glasses off so she can press the palms of her hands against her eyes and she groans in despair everlasting.

She wants to die. She's already dead and she wants to die.]

I am so sorry.

[ Please give him a moment to stop giggling, though the slight movements while he's still inside her are more than enough stimulation to keep him hard. ]

It's fine, it's fine. Can you keep going?

[ It'll be disappointing if she can't, but he'll live probably. Maybe she'd give him another blowjob. ]

Anyway, just how long has it been if you're that easy to get off?

[This is awful because he's giggling which feels something like a light vibe so that feels nice but iT'S AT HER EXPENSE. What a monkey's paw situation if there ever was one.

She mutters with dismal blandness, her hands still over her eyes. Her life is an awful comedy.]

Thirteen days, fourteen hours, thirty-seven minutes, forty-two seconds.

[but hey, who's counting.

She's still very red-faced but she moves her hands from her eyes and stares at him with determination.]

And yes. I can keep going. You are not going anywhere. Besides, you might have made me come, but I have yet to scream. It is not an easy feat.

[ He lets out a whistle. ]

Goddess, that's way too long. You know by the second?

[ It's impressive. He pulls his head off her shoulder and sees that determined look in her eyes, hears the words she's saying, and he grins. ]

It's only afternoon, right? I've got all night to make you scream.

[ He pulls out almost entirely and then thrusts into her hard, straight to the hilt. ]

And a challenge sounds exciting.

[ His eyes are sparkling as he says that. ]

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[crow gets it!!]

I cannot help but keep track of things, for better or worse.

[Guess which this is.

But it's good that he is committed. he will need the time and may not even succeed then. she is a generous, arduous, attentive lover in everything that she does--but she is not a particularly loud one, most of the time.

He slides out of her a little at a time and she knows what must be coming but knowing, surprisingly does little to prepare her for the thunder of his hips as they crash into hers. She arches again as she moans, breathlessly and slides her legs along his hips before she can wind them around his back.]

[ CROW GETS IT. ]

For better or for worse....

[ The tone in his voice definitely says he knows it's "for worse." But that just gives him more reason to commit to his goal! She's suffered long enough, she deserves all the earth-shattering orgasms she can get.

Hell, Crow's being generous here! He's such a giver.

The sound of her moan as he crashes into her goes straight to his dick. It's an amazing sound, one that he swallows up as he moves in to start kissing her again. It doesn't take him long to find a rhythm, one that's fast and hard and brutal. He's pretty sure he can keep it up for a while, and his ready to lose himself in the pleasure of it. ]

[Both her hands wind behind his back now. She does not want to hinder him--gods no, never that--but he drives himself so deeply inside her she needs something to hold onto or she will simply come undone and fall away, right through the hole he intends to burn into the bed.

He's ruthless, he's merciless and she cannot get enough of it. Her legs cross over one another at the ankles and her tongue slips into his mouth with every intention of plundering it. Yes, yes, yes! This is exactly what she needs--]

[ He can feel the subtle way her legs tighten around him when she hooks her ankles together, the way her tongue slides with ease into his mouth, and he thinks to himself-- this is what he's been craving since he first opened his mouth to flirt with someone here. She's hot and wet and tight and amazing, and he can't get enough of her.

He isn't easing up for a single second, moving harder and faster in tiny increments as he chases after another orgasm. (It'd be funny if she came again before he did, but he's not fully certain she'll be that easy. It's okay, he'll just go down on her if she doesn't.) ]

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[She seeks his tongue out to slide and twine with his, bold and unrelenting, even as she cannot stop moaning into his mouth with increasing desperation. Her nails dig into his skin and she feels her heart pound like a ritual drum performance in time with his thrusts. She's incredibly durable, exquisitely made, and yet she feels as though she might break at any moment with every meeting of their hips.

She's shuddering, she cannot get enough air, but she will endure it all until he breaks first.]

[ He lets out a low moan at the feeling of her nails digging into her back. He loves it, loves the desperate, wanton sound of her moans, loves the way her hips move with his every time he crashes into her. Having come once already means he'll be able to last longer than he would've otherwise, but the problem is she feels amazing and his pace is unyielding enough that he knows he won't be able to keep it up forever.

It's a pity he can't, he finds he's really enjoying the look and feel of her when she's being thoroughly fucked.

He's letting her lead the way with the kiss, twining his tongue in concert with hers, but the pace of his thrusts into her is all his. Moving against her, into her, the feeling is divine and the sounds coming out of him definitely tell her how much he appreciates how she feels. ]

[She does not want to think, she does not want to remember her name and Crow is doing marvelously on getting her to that point. Randy, Jasmine, her failures are all a lifetime away, someone else's problem. All she needs is this.

She disdains the heat normally but it feels so good. Like he might burn up inside her as every nerve comes alight at every point of contact and she welcomes and relishes it. But she's never been good or comfortable with passively accepting sex except when that is the point and so she breaks the kiss to bite and suck hard at the juncture between his neck and shoulder.

Turnabout is fair play and all that.]

[ Turnabout is definitely fair play, and he lets out a shuddering gasp when she starts sucking. ]

F-fuck--

[ It's an approving sound, and he rewards her with a particularly brutal thrust inside of her, one all but striving to blur the lines between them altogether. The jolt of pleasure has gotten him that much closer, and he knows the end of this round is near for him.]

Edited (Phone tagging, sorry ) 2019-02-25 20:56 (UTC)

[She enjoys kissing him a lot but hearing him unencumbered is amazing in its own right. It's affirming and it's attractive and it is satisfying. She feels it in the tips of her breasts and how she tightens around him for a moment and she does not stop, her tongue circling around his skin as she continues to suck.

Her hips roll in time with his thrust, driving him even deeper in a bid to further his pleasure. He's so good, he's so goodsogood she can barely stand it, and she moans constantly, the sound an ever-growing desperate hum against his skin. Her pleasure is mounting, she cannot take much more of this even if she wants everything he has to give.]

[ The hazy, electric feeling of her mouth against his neck combines sweetly with the obscenely attractive sounds of her moans. Between that and the earth-shattering way her hips are undulating against his and his own relentless pace, it's only a couple minutes longer before he's falling over that edge.

He's not quiet about it, but he hasn't really been this whole time. His hips stutter against hers as his orgasm starts, but he manages to find the presence of mind to move against her, his pace not one bit less frantic as he comes hot and heavy inside of her. ]

Edited (Phone tagging, sorry ) 2019-02-25 23:12 (UTC)

[He pulls her right over that same edge just moments after, the force of his orgasm enough to send her falling down, down, down. She arches into him, her breasts pressing against his chest, very little space being left between them at all. She cries out, but quietly, like the breath has been stolen from her. Her legs squeeze around him tightly--perhaps too tightly. It is a lot of force that she did not mitigate, but she did not expect him to be this amazing. She can fix it after if she needs to.

She breathes hotly against his neck for several beats before she kisses his neck, messy, attentive, hungry, appreciative her lips trailing upward and muttering "good, so good" between kisses until she finds his.

They just came, but it only seems to stimulate her hunger further. She can feel him inside her, how hot he feels--how much he's filled her. And it feels fantastic. Salacious at it is, she's always enjoyed it and it's always made her want more.]

[ It's possible, he's now considering, that she's really not a screamer in the first place. That doesn't mean he thinks it's impossible to get her there, just that he may need to reconsider his strategy and come at it from a different angle.

But maybe... on a different day. 80H didn't break anything perse, but her legs had squeezes him a good deal more tightly than the human body really appreciates under most circumstances. He's sore. He's really sore, but there's actually something sexy about the idea he'd made her lose control over herself to that kind of degree.

Who'd have thought that getting bruised could stroke his ego so very nicely? ]

Mmm.... you're amazing....

[ The words are murmured against her hair, appreciative and with only the barest note of the soreness he's experiencing. It's true, though, he really means it-- the way she feels is incredible, he'd easily be up for another few rounds if he weren't in pain.

There's also that recovery period before he can, ah, rise to the occasion again but he could work around that. ]

[She finally unwinds her legs which feel like jelly now, but most certainly are not considering the number she's done on him and she draws in a hissing breath, her voice breathless and husky but very concerned!]

My goodness! [Those sure are some bruises. She cranes her neck to look a weird mix of fascinated, distraught, and embarrassed.] My apologies, I really...lost control.

[curse these unlucky thirteen days and this hot guy and his amazing dick like what the fuck actually godsdamn]

Yeah, but it's really sexy.

[ He flashes a grin at her, but he's not talking too loudly because ow. ]

[Amane's hands trail down his sides and her voice takes on an odd, layered quality.]

Soyez béni et bien.

[Glowing water gathers around her hands and a cool, calming feeling seeps into his skin as the soreness and unwitting injury fade away and repair themselves.

She may not live this down either. Good grief.

But she makes a noise of surprise. It works faster than what she's grown used to in Forest. Is she no longer limited? Something to test later, maybe. For now, the water disappears, but her hands remain there.

They're very nice hips.]

Is that better?

[ If he shifts position until he captures her lips with his and starts making out with her, is that an answer? ]

[Oh.

Well, then.

She wonders if it's a failure of responsibility to be so distracted, but she's kissing him back immediately, her lips working against his as she kisses him over and over, a hand sliding from his back over his shoulders to cradle his face.

[ It probably is, but Crow really doesn't care right now. He kisses her very thoroughly for a good minute and a half before he pulls away to whisper into her ear: ]

Much better.

[She whimpers at the whispered words. It's always been such a tremendous weakness of hers and she's still far from unsatiated.

He's not ready yet, but the way she quivers around him tells another story for her.]

...I am glad.

[ Ready again, huh? He's honestly impressed. He kisses at the soft spot behind her ear.... and then at the crook of her neck.... her collarbone.... the well of her breast.... her nipple... the spot on her ribcage just below where her breasts end.... ]

[That earns him a very soft whine and when he starts to move lower her fingers are in his hair again. She quite likes it, she's decided.]

Crow-san...that is unfair.

[Not that she has played fair even remotely, but what is she to do if he riles her up like this when he isn't ready?]

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so thirsty

So Very Thirsty

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