knightsoflegend | LAS VEGAS ♔ DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME

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LAS VEGAS ♔ DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME

One of The Drunks - Panic! At The Disco

WHO || Kenzi, Paige, Bo, Groot, Rocket, You? ~~Gatecrashers~~ Others welcome.
WHAT || Vegas Baby!
WHERE || Pandora in Vegas, Nevada.
WHEN || March, 2018
HOW || Action Spam.

[ Kenzi had threatened Paige with a ladies night and of course, if anyone needed a night out it was Bo. The fact that there's also a talking Tree, a drinking Raccoon and... Drax? It's Kenzi. Why is anyone shocked by the people that she spends time with? She has ideas and they spin out of control and you just sort of hang on for the ride. It's her way. She may have casually mentioned they were coming here to a few other people, so if you happen to show up as well? The more the merrier.

The location itself isn't exactly filled with the garish glitz and glamor that a person generally associates with Vegas. Pandora has a British Pub meets modern day speakeasy feel to it. It's known for its signature cocktails with names like Panty Dropper and the Hot Little Mess and you can always count on live entertainment in the form of dancers, magicians, a band and of course, a DJ. It also happens to be one of the few clubs that has an open door policy where Shadowkind are concerned. Whether they'll be rethinking said policy after tonight? We just don't know. ]

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[ his will save was a whole 15, so he expels a small groan, both hands moving down to her hips and just... lifting her bodily all the way on top of himself. that's what you get. ]

I hope I'm not supposed to feel bad about that.

[ Her smile pulls it's way wide across her lips as he drags her on top of him, Kenzi's knees sliding down onto the bed to straddle him as the feel of him between her legs elicits a soft moan. ]

Not if you're on board with carrying me everywhere for the next few days. [ Some of us aren't demi-gods, Peter. ] You'd make a very sexy chariot.

[ Her tone almost conversational, but for the slight teasing that can be heard as she drags her mouth up his throat, eyes raking over his features as she hovers just a breath from his lips. ]

[ it probably gets a bit of a moan out of him too, because that morning wood life is real.

his hands continue to skate up and down her sides, encouraging her to shift against him as his head tilts back to allow her mouth room to roam before lowering back to meet her and crane his neck to try to get her to give in those few inches and just kiss him already ] You're welcome to ride me all over town.

[ She needs very little encouragement with him pressing against her heat, Kenzi's hips moving in a slow, lazy, sensual roll that keeps time with his hands and makes the blood in her veins heat.

She seems to lead him in the chase for her lips, keeping them just out of reach, letting them brush before she pulls back another half inch. ]

What about space? [ Grinning as she captures his lower lip between her teeth, a gentle tug before releasing it. ] Is there such a thing as a light year high club?

[ his eyes drop closed as she bites at his lip, the smile spreading wide across his face as his hips buck up against her own grind ] The second the Milano gets back online, we can christen that cockpit anytime you want.

[ he rakes his eyes over her features and lifts a hand up to slide across her chest, thumb brushing over her nipple as he gropes her with shameless intention ] You wanna get real weird, we can always turn the gravity off...

[ Look at them. Sounding like they're making plans... like those people who make plans together. Does she fully register that? Not even a bit. His dick is very distracting okay.

He'd see her think about that for a second, her eyes crinkling and her nose brushing against his in some mockery of an Eskimo kiss as she slowly shakes her head. ]

That sounds really messy... [ A soft chuckle spilling over but it's smothered a moment later as she finally presses a kiss to his lips. An all too quick moment of pressure before she's pulling away again. ]

I'm game - [ Interrupting that thought with a long, slow grind against that morning wood of his. ] - if you are.

[ the groan he unleashes at that is perhaps designed to be as appealing as it sounds (charm 29). ] Messy's my middle name. [ that's true on a lot of levels. he's basically a hot mess. ] And I'm up for just about anything.

... That doesn't involve lasers too close to my junk. [ don't ask ]

[ My dice are so fucking extra. I say this because. She legit just crit failed her will save and so whatever questions she may have had about lasers and his junk gets shelved for another time. Her hands roam over his chest, come up to cup his face as she finally reaches her own limit on teasing. ]

You had me at 'Morning'.

[ A low moan vibrates against his mouth as she dips in to kiss him, her tongue trying to pry his lips apart as her hips find a pretty unfair rhythm against him with their seemingly endless roll. (Dex 17) And for their sake, I sure hope he remembers the importance of safety over need because she sure did just fail her wisdom check as well. ]

[ it's ok, HE REMEMBERED (barely). he ungracefully reaches out and probably knocks some other shit off the nightstand in his efforts to blindly find the box, but fuck patience tbh, he just wants her to ride the shit out of him for awhile (fort 15) and he manages to finagle the condom on between them (dex 15) so that he can find some more blessed relief inside of her and give another workout to this poor set of springs. he alternatively gasps, grunts, and moans against her between sloppy, insistent kisses, and when he's not, he peppers her neck and shoulder with nips, lips, and hungry kisses, while his hands use the angle to explore and grasp at her as much as possible. ]

[ Not today GM's Destiny.

Bless their matching Fort saves, because they'll legit be coming together. How did I just make something so ridiculous sound so shippy???

Apparently Kenzi has been paying close attention to exactly what Peter likes, so there's plenty of encouragement and plenty of praise to accompany every little thing he does and it's like she anticipates what will make this perfect for him, before he can even direct her because while she might have failed a Wis Check to remember the condom... she makes up for it and then some when it comes to remembering him (Wis 23).

There is something different this time, however, something a little more emotionally intense about it. It's like her revelations in the dark of the night have stolen her ability to shield her emotions and there's something needy in every kiss, every touch as she gets lost in him, giving a little more of the part of her she works so hard to keep locked away with every brush of their lips and moan of his name.

(So that was a 2 I rolled for that Will Save.)]

[ don't worry kenzi, i'm sure he won't get a

nat 20 wisdom check

to notice.

oh wait.

the slight shift in the way she clings to him, opens herself up to him, isn't lost on peter in the least. it should probably scare him - maybe it even does, a little, as it no doubt does for her too - but it makes it a little easier for him to give in to it somewhat himself. it's there in a plethora of little ways: lingering, intense eye contact as he thrusts up inside of her, his fingers twining through hers and pressing palm to palm for ballast and also just for the romantic connection of joining his hands with hers, and something in the husky whisper of her name as it spills off his lips while she drives him to the brink. he clutches at her as they somehow climax in tandem, his nails digging into the skin of her back as she arches against his hands, and it seems as though he can't get her close enough in that moment, his temple coming to rest against her own as they collapse against each other in the wake of it. ]

How are you so good at that. [ the words are breathless, but filled with a very real awe at the ways she seems to find all his specific weak points and exploit them to the absolute fullest.
.
but there's more to it than that, too, and his next words offer the smallest nod to the ways in which there was something a little more... intense this go round ] I mean, that was--

[ he rolls his head just enough to catch her eyes, to try to gauge how much she felt it too ] One helluva wakeup.

[ It's there, in that moment when they both fall over the edge. The inescapable truth of it all. That it's not just sex, not even just good sex but it's the fact that it's with him. That it could have been over too quickly and been half as physically memorable and yet it still would have been better than that first time in the training room because it wasn't just two people trying to get lost in each other. It was the first time where it felt like in being with him, she was actually trying to find something.

When she collapses against him, the breathlessness is from something far more than just the physical, Kenzi closing her eyes as a flood of emotions and endorphins threaten to wreck her as he holds her in his arms. She can still see it, forever burned into her memory. Every look he gave her, every tender touch. The way her name still echoes in her mind with an awe that makes her feel like somebody has cut every string that she'd used to tie her heart down and now it's somehow, just out of reach.

But then he speaks and she feels the rising panic ease, just a little. Just enough for her to submit to the gaze she can feel on her and she can read it in his eyes, in the way he's looking at her, even in the timber of his voice as he speaks. What it is he's feeling right now. (sense motive 46)

She lets out a shuddering breath and he'd be able to tell that she's just as thrown by that as he is. That she's clearly not used to giving that much of herself, or having that much given in return but he'd also see the slightest twitch of her lips. The tentative half smile that wants to push through her panic as her fingers graze his cheek with a featherlight touch, like she's not too sure about what she's doing but that she wants to do it anyway?

She is, however, still Kenzi and she never knows what to say when things get real and while she might like to pretend otherwise? That, was more real than she'd been with anyone in a long time and it's not something she can ignore. It's also... not something she wants to ignore if her now steady touch as she cups his face is anything to go by. ]

Morning?

[ his hands still at her hips as he lets himself just meet and hold her gaze, cautious emotions roiling behind those slightly widened green eyes of his. however, the smile that lights on his lips is composed of a mix of the very real warmth he feels at that shared recognition of a connection between them and a sense of attempting to offer her a bit of comfort and assurance in the moment.

he finally looks down, watching his hand as it trails over to her arm and up to hers, fingers dancing over the backs of her own before he twists her hand lightly into his and brings it down to his lips to gather it there and give it a very genuine and tender kiss. the heat of his breath caresses her skin as he draws his mouth away just slightly, eyes flicking back to hers as he says: ]

... Checkout time's tomorrow, right?

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[ She doesn't realize she's holding her breath until that smile touches his lips, her shoulders shuddering with the release of tension at the silent communication that passes between them. She doesn't need promises, probably wouldn't trust them even if he gave them but what he offers is something that eases the tightness in her chest. Some level of reassurance that she's not alone in this.

Her eyelids droop as he brushes his lips against her hand, the tentative smile from before finally making its way across her lips and he'd feel her physically let go of the anxiety that had spiked in the immediate emotional aftermath. ]

Would be a shame not to make the most of this view. [ Her fingers curving around his hand so that they're fully entwined. ]

We can tell them it was recon. Someone's gotta keep an eye on the city. Lotta a-holes out there. [ how he manages to say something like that and still fix her with this panty-melting look is ludicrous, but it's a 37 charm check so i guess he's just trying to make her heart pound out of her chest over here as he adds: ] Honestly, I'm pretty fond of this particular view.

[ ...

It stopped being funny about 6 Crit Fails ago and yet, here we are again, with yet another crit fail. Come on, die. She's already half in love with him already this is just getting ridiculous. Apparently sex makes her stupid. Or Quill makes her stupid. There's just... a whole lot of stupid going on here right now and he'd see, very clearly what he does to her as what she's been repeatedly referring to as her big stupid grin, returns full force.

He might be the cheesiest bitch to walk the earth but it works to his advantage because she is apparently very here for it. ]

I swear I'm going to start calling you Teflon.

[Before she can explain that one, she's dipping in to kiss him. Light, playful and repeatedly as her smile comes through with each press against his lips. When she pulls back it's just to rest her forehead against his, her hand still holding his as she tucks it to her chest. ]

You're so smooth crap slides right off.

[ there's an air of pleased smugness in his expression that greets her words, clearly happy with himself to have convinced her he's actually such a smooth mfer. Still, his head tilts to the side slightly against her own, as he remarks with amusement: ] I still think "Star-Lord"s better.

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Star-Lord?! [ She pulls back an inch or two, just enough to look at him now. Her smile still there but edged in confusion as she tries to read some meaning in his face as to... where in the hell that came from??? ]

Is this like a... Michael Flatley in space thing?

[ I mean. Lord of the Dance + Space = Star-Lord! ]

What? No. Do I look like I wear tights?

[ he straightens up the slightest bit, pride in his shoulders as he explains: ] That's me. It's my space outlaw name. That's how I'm known across the galaxy. [ yeah, let's ... go with that. IT'S NOT A BLUFF CHECK IF YOU FULLY BELIEVE IT'S TRUE ]

[ It's that pride she immediately picks up on with that stellar sense motive of 50 and it's enough to see the confusion melt away, a warmth taking its place as she immediately understands that while she might not understand the why of it? This really means something to him. ]

Star-Lord. [ Almost like she's testing it out, watching his eyes as it rolls from her tongue. ] I like it.

[ It's simply said, and while she could have lied to him very convincingly if that weren't the truth? It... actually is. ]

Like Batman only, in space. [ A beat. ] With less latex.

[ is this the part where he clarifies that he's less vigilante than thief? look, he said "outlaw", she can draw her own conclusions. and man, he really likes the sound of that ]

I mean...

Basically, yeah. Exactly like that. With a little Han Solo thrown in. [ aggressively ignores this fourth wall moment ]

[ I mean. He is talking to. A thief, who likens herself to Robin repeatedly, so... She knows exactly what she's saying here.

Besides, Jesse James wouldn't have had the same ring. ]

If the little stands for you have a Wookie BFF... Would you be offended if I wanted to leave the hotel to go hunt down that engine now?

[ Let's all take a moment to stare at the camera and think about Groot. YW.

Also. She is. A little bit excited about this conversation. And we all worried it was going to be terrible. ]

Do you have space warrants out for your arrest? [ Legit. Here for this. This is the person you're developing feels for, Peter. ]

None they know about on Terra. [ there's still a boastful edge to his voice as he implies that yes, yes he does. And notices the look that name probably evokes, adding: ] That's what most places call Earth.

[ There is no denying that light that dances in her eyes, more than just a genuine interest in this but something that borders on glee. ]

Knights perk. They take care of the ones from here. [ At least. She's assuming they do. If not? There are some places she should probably avoid.

Most of her warrants are from the other side of the veil at least??? ]

Terra. See! That's way cooler than Earth.

[ Her other hand trails down his arm until she finds his other hand, slipping her own much smaller one neatly into his as a million questions bubble to the surface and she has to fight for which one to ask first. ]

Are there people that look like us in Space or are you like... a Galactic Unicorn?

[ I mean... he is, but not in a way he quite understands ]

Remind me to ask about these cleared warrants of yours sometime.

[ because right now he's more than happy to cater to her joyful questions, his thumb brushing against the outside of their joined hands as he muses: ]

You'd be surprised, actually. Don't get me wrong: there's some really weird shit out there, but there's plenty of... humanoids, I guess, who hit the same basic outline. Two legs, two arms, one head, matching uh... parts. [ why would you say that peter ] More or less... Some of them are different colors or have things like ridges or scales or sharp pointy teeth.

But I mean, Xandarians look pretty much just like we do most of the time. But I never ran into another person from Earth out there.

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