open ♔ socialization log

[wynn]

 

WHO || Everyone! [ota]
WHAT || Shenanigans.  THIS IS MOSTLY AN OVERFLOW POST for the last social log whoops
WHERE || Anywhere in the castle, surrounding environs, London, Andres, etc!
WHEN || Any time in May/June
HOW || Actionspam

[ The castle can be a happening place, even on more mundane days. This log is for random interactions over the course of these few months. Because not everyone is into parties, ok. Characters who are not currently squired in may also post, as their characters are living in the castle awaiting their ceremonies.  This takes place after the Knights have returned from Dimitris' wedding. 

You are encouraged to start your own threads and tag around, and feel free to threadjack into any on-going threads that aren't specified as 'closed' in the subject lines since people can enter into rooms even in the middle of what's going on. WE ARE BIG ON THREAD-JACKING HERE. You can also specify 'single thread', meaning you want only one response for all participants, rather than multi-thread, where a number of different scenes/threads can be done as replies to the top prompt.]

On this log:

Comments

[uncareful]

Well, it's not so much your heart I'm interested in right now.

[ambitionist]

[he snorts] And so to the point. I like that. [on that note, he leans in to start making out with her, one hand reaching to wind into her hair. it's pretty nice tbh. (dex 14) ]

[uncareful]

[ maggie-may can give as good as she gets, of course. (dex 19) her hand cups the back of his neck, pulling him closer. ]

[ambitionist]

[his mouth works its way down, the kissing spreading to her neck and decolletage. maybe his free hand will work on trying to free her from her clothes ... or at least pants/underwear. it has a mind of its own ok, how can he stop it?]

[uncareful]

[ That sneaky, sneaky hand. As he moves down, she pulls away just long enough to pull her shirt up and over her head, tossing it somewhere on the floor. Then she reaches for his shirt, to give it the same treatment. ]

[ambitionist]

[he lets go of her briefly so that the shirt can be done away with. and takes the brief intermission as an opportunity to reach into his nightstand and grab a condom.]

[uncareful]

I was just about to ask.

[ While he's grabbing the condom, she's slipping her jeans off her hips, down her legs. It leaves her in just her bra and panties. Not because she's shy, but because she thinks he'll enjoy taking off the rest. ]

[ambitionist]

I must've read your mind. [he grins as he shimmies out of his pants without actually getting off the bed — surprise he was going commando. is it really that surprising tho? anyway, transferring the condom so he's holding it between his teeth by the edge of the foil, now his hands are free to unclasp her bra. aw yeah.]

[uncareful]

Must have. [ Once the clasp is undone, she slips the straps down her arms, tossing the lacy undergarment to the floor. She's all pale skin, all the way down. Saving him the trouble, she pulls her panties down her hips and kicks them off. ] So, mind reader. What am I thinking now?

[ambitionist]

[he takes the condom out of his mouth so he can reply] You're thinking about [his face is almost serious for a second, but he can't commit to the seriousness and simply says] ... how awesome getting laid by me is gonna be.

[yep. that's the one she took a chance on.

str 17
dex nat 20
fort save 32
wis 21
cha 18

i mean ... it is for all intents and purposes awesome. he has all the right moves, seems to have a very firm handle on how to please her, and could probably even go again. damn son. god bless america. ]

[uncareful]

[ Holy shit, such a cheesy line. But, hey, he isn't wrong.

str 18
dex 22 (nat 20)
fort save 21
wis 21
cha 22

She does what she can to give as good as she gets, tbh. ]

[ambitionist]

[when they're done and just laying there, he nuzzles his head against the curve of her neck.] Good, right?

[uncareful]

[ she idly plays with his hair. ] Fuck. Good isn't a strong enough word.

[ambitionist]

Mmm. [he nips at her neck playfully] Choose your own adjective then.

[uncareful]

[ she shudders at the feeling. ] A-fucking-mazing. There's your adjective.

[ambitionist]

That's what I like to hear.

[uncareful]

That's what I like to say. I think I need a cigarette before round two.

[ambitionist]

I'm not opposed to that. [he works on slowly sitting up so he can get a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.] On the balcony, if you don't mind, though. I've got this paranoia about setting the bed on fire ...

[uncareful]

[ Ugh, sitting up. That seems like such an effort right now. She's just going to lay there until he has the cigarettes. ] But that means putting on clothes.

[ambitionist]

[teasingly, while he slowly slouches forward to grab his pants off the floor and go on his cigarette hunt] I know, I know, the struggle is real.

[uncareful]

The struggle is very real. [ She pauses a moment, considering something. ] How often would you say people look up at your balcony?

[ambitionist]

[he grins, feeling like he knows where this is going] Not that often, I think. I haven't heard any complaints when I forget to close the curtains, so ...

[uncareful]

[ She steeples her fingers and does her best Mr. Burns impression. ]

Eeeeeeeeeexcellent.

[ And with that, she rolls off the bed to her feet and heads to the balcony. ]

[ambitionist]

[he slowly ambles out of bed after her. and we can probably /scene?]