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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[ what a great excuse to paw at her as she leans past him, one hand sliding up to grope at one breast while he slides down enough to let his mouth find access to the other one while she's reaching. ] Mmhm. [ that distracted sound that gets hummed against her nipple doesn't indicate great listening skills. you can order whatever you want. he'll be over here with a nat 20 dex check ]

[ Or they could just do this. It's not like they really need food right? He's already got a mouthful...

Then her hand moves to grab a fistful of his hair and she tugs it, just hard enough to get his attention as she peers down at his face. (Will Save 34). ]

When did I get on the menu?

[ his eyes flick up towards hers at the slight pull, and there's a look on his face like a kid who got caught with hand in the cookie jar... who just deliberately and slowly eats the cookie anyway with a shit eating grin on their face, as his tongue gives one teasing lave before he answers: ] ... Something about you pairing well with champagne?

[ It's a little hard for her to sell this chastising look when her eyes are sparkling like they are, the grin she tries to suppress winning out before it twists in response to what he's doing.

Who needs to watch what they eat when they have Peter Quill in their bed?! ]

That's fair... [ Did you even try, Kenzi? The fingers that now flatten against his scalp suggest otherwise. ] I always did like dessert first.

[ Incorrigible. The both of you. ]

[ he never claimed to be anything but.

now it's his turn to tease as he drags teeth lightly over the sensitive nub and then twines a lazy circle around it with his tongue before his lips close around it for one brief suck as his other hand massages her other breast. his eyes stay locked on hers as he lets her breast pop free from his mouth, which remains hovering close to her skin, while his other hand stills ]

... Weren't you about to order something?

[ He'd see in no time flat how easily he manages to make her forget all about that menu, her eyelids growing heavy as he draws her into his mouth and keeps her attention completely focused on him. An audible whimper spills over at his sudden stop, her hand providing pressure to the back of his head as if to encourage him to keep going and she legitimately pouts when those words pass his lips, her fingers curling through his hair once more as those eyes of hers take on a hungry gleam. ]

The only order I'm making... [Giving his hair a little tug.] ... is fuck me.

[ And that folks, is what a double crit fail looks like. ]

[ wtf he crit failed?? again?? h o w IM NOT TRYING TO JUST WRITE SMUT 80 TIMES IN A ROW i promise???

with a legitimate growl, his mouth spills across her chest again, biting, licking, and sucking as his other hand moves to wrap around her lower back and keep her locked in place. eventually he runs a hungry trail of kisses up to her throat, incredibly fierce, his hand sliding up her back until it wraps around the back of her neck while he presses hot kisses against the underside of her jaw.

there's a completely impatient air about him as if he can't get enough fast enough and he finally rolls with her so that he's on top, his weight bearing down on her as he moves to give her a devouring kiss, his strong thighs nudging her own apart, allowing her to feel his length already sprung back to life.

he almost -- almost -- gets too carried away, but remembers on a breathy: ] Shit. [ glancing around for that stupid condom box ]

[ The series of rolls that are about to go into this response... I can't even.

The menu falls from her hand, slipping to the floor a moment later as she goes in search of whatever part of him she can grip. Her nails rake over his skin as her head tips back, offering herself up to the exploration of his mouth as she forgets about anything that isn't his touch. Each brush of his lips is met with a low, desperate moan, Kenzi trying to press herself closer to him as he claims her with a possessive touch.

Her back hits the mattress and her legs part too willingly, already reaching for him to encourage him to just be inside of her already and it's clear that until he curses, the last thing on her mind had been playing it safe. She huffs out a frustrated breath, her body screaming for him to ease the sudden and intense ache between her thighs and a hand moves to turn his gaze back to her as if to demand he stop wasting time...

Remember the rolls though.

It's now she finally realizes what he's getting at (Sense Motive 38) her own expression pained because while she's smart enough to know that a repeat of earlier would be stupid, all she can think about is how desperately she needs him again, her hips raising to press against his as if to focus him on the goal. (Will Save Crit Fail). It's only a second later when a light shines in her eyes, at least, and rather than ease off on the tease of her hips grinding against his, she does a long, slow roll instead. Ensuring that he'd feel just how ready she is for him as she locks her gaze on his. ]

Promise to hit a pharmacy with me tomorrow... and you can cum in me all you want. [ ... Wis Nat 20

Dice: /bows. ]

[ well... damn

he is far from immune to the incredible appeal of the way she grinds against him, wet and wanting, practically begging him to enter her. he sucks in a staggered breath, his own hips tilting forward, the tip of his cock poised to oblige and pressing against her clit slightly with delicious pressure. his eyes are swimming with desire, but not so much that they don't widen a bit at her offer with surprise. it doesn't take a genius to see (and feel) how tempted he is to immediately agree, or how sexy the very notion clearly is to him. his eyes drag over her features, his fingers digging into her back with need and some kind of emotional reaction to the intimacy of what she's asking.

but

instead of just muttering the promise she's looking for and following through on the aggressive instincts that were driving him moments before, he stops in place and his other hand moves to her cheek, palm pressing against her cheek as if to steady himself - or both of them - and to hold them from plunging forward quite yet ]

... Kenzi-- [ his voice is caught somewhere between amazed and husky and something enters his gaze that looks like hesitation (and a nat 20 will save) although voicing why proves challenging for him ] Wow.

That's... probably the hottest thing I've ever heard. But-- I mean. Are you sure? [ like, really sure. someone might have a couple of hangups about not wanting to be the guy from the stars who comes to earth, knocks someone up, and then winds up leaving ruined lives in the wake, whether intentionally or not.

weird. ]

[ She hasn't stopped long enough to even consider how any of that might sound to him. The moment she had her revelation, all she cared about was feeling him inside of her and it's very obvious that she's not given it a second thought once she'd given voice to those words. She was far too caught up in the moment, in him to even think about how little any of that would make sense to somebody who hadn't experienced much of 21st century Earth.

It's feeling him still above her that forces her to fully focus on him, confusion beginning to stir in her gaze because while he's barreling down an emotional path of a very different making, she's still hung up on the fact that she's just given him the go ahead to continue and yet he's inexplicably not pushing inside of her.

It's his touch that gives her pause, the way he cups her cheek and the emotion that greets her as her gaze locks on his. Kenzi managing to peel herself back from the edge, even as her body screams its silent protest at her and while it would have been very easy for her to flippantly reassure him and continue? She can read him well enough in that moment to actually want to take this seriously. (Will Save 30 + Sense Motive 49).

She pulls in a slow, shaky breath. Shifting just enough beneath him to dial back the immediacy of their mutual need and she can feel herself leaning into his touch as she brushes her cheek to his palm and the hand that was trying desperately to pull him closer now flattens against his side. she doesn't need him to explain everything behind what she sees in his eyes, she knows enough to be able draw some conclusions but what helps her understand it, perhaps better than most is her own experiences growing up the way she did. ]

If... I didn't know, there were a way to make sure that it was.. safe? [ Clearly not sure how to have this conversation seriously but trying her best to give it the weight it deserves. ] Then I would say no. [ She's not sure. ] Not...Because of you -

[ This feels, utterly awkward, mostly due to the fact that she just doesn't know how to express herself on this. She's laying here with him, her body still painfully eager to move forward but this has suddenly become about more than just assuring him that they have a pill for everything. ]

Look I - I know what it's like to be the kid that nobody wanted. [ And she suspected he understood it on some level. He had made it clear, it was just him and his Mom growing up. ] And lets be real here, I would be a terrible parent...

[ The huff of laughter she injects into those words sounding forced as she fumbles around blindly with this conversation. ]

Look, we don't have to - but, there is a pill... one... I will need to take either way because... i am an idiot - [ Don't even argue with her Peter, the stream of awkwardly strung together crap that has left her mouth in the last 2 minutes will never convince her otherwise. ] Just... so you know.

[ How did it go from so hot to so overwhelmingly emotionally complicated so fast? ]

[ if it's awkward, he literally doesn't seem to notice, and his fingers curve against her cheek reassuringly as she pushes her way through the words. his forehead drops against hers as he catches his breath, the only sign of silent protest to her self deprecation ]

I wasn't sure, sorry.

But that's good. [ he nods slightly against her, the words soft but more relaxed now, as the knot in his own stomach unwinds as he gives his own brief huff of relief ] Nothing to worry about.

[ he tilts his face against hers, pulling her into a long kiss, that's much more romantic than the frenzied need from moments ago. when he breaks again, he repeats himself ] Sorry. [ clearly that's about... that other time too ]

[ There's a moment of sheer relief when he speaks, because it means she can finally stop. Kenzi's head tilting just slightly as he rests his forehead against hers, a silent rejection of any need for an apology. Her heart continues to hammer wildly in her chest, like it's the last part of her to attempt to recover but a part of her knows it's a little more to do with the emotional seriousness of what's just passed between them.

She can feel the release of tension in his body and her hand stretches out in search of his spine, her fingers dancing alongside the vertebrae as she instinctively tries to offer some form of reassurance. It might have broken the intensity of the moment but she can't say she's sorry that this happened. It's just another way that he shows her how much more there is to him than what he chooses to show the world. When his lips meet hers, it feels as though he's smoothing out the jagged edges that had been revealed with her rambling response. The moment holding a different kind of intensity in light of all that had passed between them that day.

It's that apology that causes her free hand to mirror his in cupping his cheek, Kenzi easing back just enough for him to be able to see her eyes as her thumb runs along his cheekbone. ]

Don't - [ A softness to that word. ] Don't ever be sorry for caring enough to be sure.... but even if it wasn't?

[ The smallest of smiles cause her lips to twitch as it tries to push its way onto her lips. Her touch becoming firmer as her hand trails down his spine. ]

We would have figured it out. You and me.

[ the tiniest smile mirrors hers but his eyes stay very serious and he watches her lips shape the words, brows knitting together a bit even as he nods gravely ] We'll go first thing tomorrow. [ there's that promise you were looking for, kenzi, not murmured in a heated frenzy, an obstacle between him and what he wants, but spoken with a real gravity and deliberation. ]

[ There's no masking the way she's affected by his words, an audible rasp of air as she inhales at hearing them and the hand that touches his cheek grows firmer against it as she exhales a shuddering breath. ] You're never going to stop surprising me, are you... [ More a belief, than a question as her tone sounds something close to awe and when she kisses him it's full of all the emotion she can't yet begin to find the words for, both tender and intense as her hand skims along his cheek to capture the back of his head. ]

[ the only exception - paramore

he kisses her back, meeting her intensity with a growing warmth of his own as his fingers stroke through her hair. finally, he expels a soft chuckle against her lips. ]

Nope. [ it's spoken with good humor, even if it's still soft, and his tone does a nice job of breaking the tension even further ] Kinda my thing. [ he draws back to fix her with that damnable half smile of his, rendered all the more attractive when it's matched with the way he looks at her, as if the galaxy swung around a fixed point in her eyes ]

[ She can't say if its the kiss or the smile that greets her when it's over. The one that always makes her heart beat faster. Or maybe it's the way he's looking at her but it's the moment when she knows; She's not just into him. She doesn't just like him and this isn't something she could walk away from tomorrow. It might scare her and she might screw it up in a thousand different ways, but neither of those things altered the fact that when it came to Peter? She was all in.

Her hand slips free from his hair so she can lightly trace the creases at the corner of his eye, her fingertips dancing a featherlight path, under his eye, down the bridge of his nose, across his lower lip. All the while those expressive eyes of hers drink him in, full of warmth and adoration and something deeper - something she might not be ready to give voice to, but that sparks in the piercing blue of her gaze.(Will Save Crit Fail). ]

Then I guess you'll have to get used to me being around.

[ he shifts just enough to kiss the fingers tracing across his lips, before the smile slides back up his cheek. there's no indication that he's seen her deep dark secret spelled out in her eyes - just that she's looking at him with adoration, which clearly pleases him and is echoed in his own gaze. ] Think I'll figure it out somehow.

Now, before all that, where were we? [ his hand has found its way down to slide the length of her side and land at her hip as he shifts against her again so that she can feel that he's still hard enough for her despite the intervening convo. his eyes stay locked on hers as he rolls his hips enough to drag part of his length against her as a reminder ] Unless you're ready for pizza.

[ It's one thing for her to have this revelation without hyperventilating, another entirely for him to realize what's going on inside her head. This is enough, the way he's looking her and she's no longer questioning what they are to each other. She's not even waiting for him to walk out or hurt her. How can she, when he's looking at her like that?

A smile curves her lips when in answer to his words, he's drawing her attention to his still firm length, Kenzi's lips parting with the soundless groan that darkens her gaze with need. Her fingers curl at his back, pressing into muscle as she shifts just enough to increase the friction, her smile taking on a mischievous edge as her gaze momentarily dips to his mouth before locking back on his. ]

I don't know... Pizza is pretty amazing. [ A gleam in her eyes as she runs her teeth over her lower lip. ] It's hot. Tastes incredible. [ Teasing at kissing him but not quite making contact. ] And of course it fills me up....

Oh my god... [ his eyes widen a bit in mock shock as he feigns scandal at some revelation ] You wanna fuck the pizza. [ he curves his hand down to her thigh as he grinds against her in response and clucks his tongue once ]

I knew there was a reason I didn't want that guy around here.

[ It says much about how well matched they are, that she leans into his ridiculous rather than roll her eyes.

Though not before taking a moment to enjoy the grinding.]

I blame it on porn. I hear Pizza and all I can think is Bow-Chika-Bow-Wow. [ Giving him some of his own medicine with a rise of her hips and then stilling purely to add: ] Which F-Y-I, would be hilarious to you if you'd been around to experience eighties Earth porn.

If you think bootleg Earth porn didn't make its way into space, you really misunderstand the priorities of most of the galaxy.

I appreciate that Ron Jeremy's cock is universally admired.

[ Teasing him again with another raise of her hips as if to remind him there's only one cock she'd like to admire. ]

I'm sure he'd be glad if he knew. [ but oh hello, that's... much more interesting. ] Anyway, guess I'm just gonna have to show the pizza up, so that when it gets here, you're already a completely [ he bends to nip at her jaw as he lines himself up directly against her entrance ] satisfied [ a firmer kiss down against her throat as he dips inside of her, holding there just enough to tease and make her ache for more ] woman. [ yeah, he can't keep that up very long, drawing back out before sliding fully inside of her as his mouth drops to where her neck meets her shoulder, with long, lingering kisses and a scrape of teeth ]

[ The amusement in her eyes quickly shifts with his renewed intent, her head pressing back into the soft mattress to bare her throat to him, her fingers once again pressing into his back. She should be fully sated from the now countless orgasms between them but she's fast realizing that where he's concerned, it could never be enough. Her hand moves to tangle fingers through his hair, the scrape of stubble against soft skin drawing a low groan from her lips and she's so close to lifting her hips to end her own torment that when he buries himself between her thighs, the sound that fills the room is a heady mix of relief and pleasure. ]

Fuck - I love your cock. [ Those words all the sweeter for how filthy they sound coming out of her mouth (Charm 52).

She dips her head, warm air exhaled against the side of his scalp as she holds him to her, Kenzi forcing herself to be still just to appreciate the sensation of having him buried to the hilt but those kisses, even the weight of him on top of her leaves her wanting more and she can't help but tense around him as she parts her legs wider, hooking one around his body to keep him as close to her as possible. ]

[ those few filthy words of hers cause him to drive into her more and more deeply and his hands slide up her arms possessively as his teeth clamp more firmly into her shoulder. there's an air of very masculine power to the way he keeps her pinned beneath him, each thrust seeming motivated by a need to claim her fully (str 20, damn boy).

he raises his head, hair mussed from her continual combing of fingers through it, and kisses her with a renewed ferocity, murmuring between breaths: ] It's all yours. [ his teeth catch at her bottom lip, pulling on it before adding: ] Every inch. Whatever you want with it. [ the pounding rhythm continues, as his words dissolve into small groans, which he muffles with more reckless kisses. ]

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