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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[ A huff of soundless laughter causes her shoulders to shake, her hand gripping his shoulder as she keeps his face close to hers and she groans again, an almost desperate sound as his struggle manages to fuel her own ]

It would be a good death... [ Her teeth gently capturing his lower lip between her teeth and teasing it with her tongue as she... Bombs another will save. ]

[ he makes a valiant half-hearted effort, one arm reaching over the side of the bed to blindly feel around for that menu kinda, but he doesn't even touch the floor and instead just winds up rolling on top of her and the making out like high schoolers continues happily, murmuring between warring lips and tangled tongues: ] What's so great about living anyway.

[ A trill of delighted laughter spills over as he rolls on top of her and she's only too happy to get caught up in kissing him, her arms looping around his neck as her legs tangle with his. She hums her agreement as her fingers start to push up through his already mussed hair but then she's pulling her head back and manages to look comically serious as she answers him. ]

Sex.

[ he rolled a 2 to break out of his dazed kissing haze over here, but that answer definitely satisfies him ] You ... are... some kind of genius. [ his hands are attempting to wander between her legs again because he has zero self control and just basically wants to be in contact with her vag 24/7. bc he is a teenage boy in a thirty-some year old man's body. who is obsessed with vaginas.

HE JUST WANTS TO TOUCH IT... ] You deserve a Nobel Prize.

[ I mean... that was meant to be an answer, not a suggestion but then she backed it up by - I cannot make this shit up if I tried - crit failing her will save and starving to death becomes a distinct possibility. Maybe she was onto something when she suggested combining food and sex? ]

That's what I keep saying.

[ Smiling against his lips as her legs automatically part for him, her hips rising up to meet his touch. ]

I can think of better ways to reward my brilliance.

[ his fingers slide down to dance across every inch of her with a sort of idly possessive enjoyment, taking his time to play with any lingering wetness from their last exploits as the rest of his weight shifts on top of her... and he snatches up the menu from the floor with his other hand triumphantly, the other never ceasing to casually explore her (dex 19 = an impressive amount of coordination) ] Figured that one was a given. [ #multi-tasking ]

[ How she even has feeling below the waist is anyone’s guess but if the near desperate whimper that spills from her lips is anything to go by? There could be something to their joke about being addicted to each other. In rolling on top of her, all he does is allow her easier access to places like his neck and while he might be good at multitasking… she continues to have a one track mind. An arm slips around his body, snaking up so she can grip his shoulder and she pulls him to her, scarping her teeth over his shoulder as she carves a path to the base of his neck. Her lips part against his pulse, her tongue teasing the sensitive area of skin before she seals her mouth over him, sucking lightly as she continues to wriggle her hips beneath his body, ever in need of his touch. ]

We should start making things easier on ourselves. [ Kissing her way up his neck in between words. ] Just spend the rest of the day inside of me.

[ I'm sorry were you doing something Peter? She does not seem to care right now. ]

[ this man rolled another 2. the menu flops uselessly in his hand as his chin tilts up, his neck craning into her kisses with another groan while his fingers just slide... obligingly right up inside of her. ] You make a really ridiculously compelling argument.

[ With her answering Crit Fail. Oh I know. I wish I were kidding… I think it’s time to just accept that they’re both really ridiculous, Kenzi’s grip on his shoulder tightening as his fingers push inside of her, traces of their previous orgasms still lingering as between that and her overwhelming attraction to him leaves her in a permanent state of wet.

A low moan spills over as her lips trail along his jaw, her hips rising up to meet his touch and he’d feel the scrape of nails along his back as she nibbles her way towards his ear. ]

You can wake up to me riding your cock. [ Grinning against his ear as she bucks into his hand and gets distracted by her answering groan. ]

[ wow, now there's an idea that he's clearly a-fucking-ok with given his little hum of horny agreement. a smile flits up his face as he says provocatively (charm 37): ] Mmm, yes. And fall asleep with that sweet little mouth around it. Sign me up. [ he keeps an agonizingly slow pace with his fingers as he grins even wider at all of this... lifting the menu again to at least set it on the bed beside her head where he can look down at it ] ... Clearly, Meat Lover's it is. [ he's still gotta reach the phone but he's just gonna ... not do that yet. he just barely passed a will save, ok. HE'S BUSY MAKING PIZZA PORN JOKES. that's about all you can expect from him. ]

[ Her answering whimper could be as much for his words as that painfully slow pace, every stroke of his fingers pulling apart any sense of reason as she becomes far more focused on her need for him than any desire for food. She looks up at him beneath heavy lids, her gaze full of unrestrained lust and now her hand is slipping from his back to move between their bodies, seeking out his cock as his joke only serves to encourage her. ]

Hurry up and order so I can remind you just how much I love your meat. [ (Charm 50) She’s hilarious, really. Okay Horny, it began with an H. ]

[ he can't stop smiling stupidly, her touch evincing a hitched breath from him as his fingers slowly draw out of her, dragging up to linger with firm pressure on her clit as he glances around for his phone on the nightstand. as he leans over to get it, his hand slides further down again, past her entrance, until his fingers still against her asshole. he pretends to be totally fixated on that menu and punching in the digits as they begin to very slowly crook against that tight entrance absently, lubricating it slightly with wet fingers rubbing small circles so casually that it almost seems unintentional. almost.

it's not until he puts the phone to his ear and someone answers that he meets her eyes and flashes her a particularly devious look that says otherwise. ] Yeah, I'd like to place an order. Delivery.

[ Any intent or lack thereof seems inconsequential in that moment as that first teasing touch pulls a low groan from deep in her belly, Kenzi's fingers curling around his shaft as she instinctively presses into his finger as if to encourage the exploration of that tight ring of nerves. If he thought for even a moment that making that call would see her behave, he was completely underestimating not only how much she wanted him, but how little shame she possesses, her hand lazily stroking his cock as she meets that look he levels at her with a challenging, hungry one of her own. She makes no effort to stifle her groan as she rocks back into his touch, her mouth seeking out his neck once again as she lightly sinks her teeth into his flesh. Pausing only briefly to growl one word against his skin. ]

Hurry...

[ that smile stays on his lips even as he finally manages to exercise enough self control to keep any telling signs out of his voice (will 24), all while his hips begin to slowly arch into her hand. ] You guys can deliver to a hotel, right?

[ his reaction to the soft love bite is just to begin very slowly starting to tease one finger past the resistance of her entrance, just the smallest bit, before pulling it partially back out and then inserting it a little further, a process he repeats as she can hear the muffled reply on the other end of the phone ]

That would be great, actually. Westgate. Peter Quill.

[ Her answering groan is louder this time, barely muffled by his neck as her teeth drag over his skin. Those lazy tugs becoming firmer strokes as her breathing alters, Kenzi's forehead coming to rest heavily against his shoulder as a hissed yes is exhaled against his skin.

She turns her head, just enough so that she can watch him, a look of lust and longing filling those expressive eyes as she fights her body's instinct to tense against his touch. Hot, heavy breaths fan out across his bare shoulder as she drags her teeth against well defined muscle, nipping him then soothing it with a swipe of her tongue as she gyrates into his touch. ]

I want you. [ There's something desperate and needy in those three words, her thumb rolling over the head of his cock and she shifts between soft grazes and firmer bites as she works her way back up his neck and towards his ear to whisper to him, while the other remains occupied by the phone call. ]

When you fuck me in the ass... do you want to come in me, or on me. [ Those words sounding full of sin and promises and likely not ones he'll forget in a hurry... if ever. (.... you know what I rolled for her Charm Check. You know.) ]

[ he even rolled another 24 will save, one that will spare him from just chucking the phone across the room at that and saying screw it, but not enough to keep an undignified noise of approval from escaping his throat, one he tries to cover by clearing it awkwardly. his voice is a little tighter as he tries to ramble off an order as quickly as possible, but there's a bit of desperate frustration in his eyes as he looks at her and echoes the person on the other end of the line: ] Uh... payment? [ yeah, his wallet is wherever his pants ended up, which is clearly too far away from her hand on his dick and his playing with her ass for him to be eager to go hunt for it. he looks at her like WHAT DO I SAY, as if there has to be a solution that doesn't involve moving ]

[ He'd feel the the grin that pulls wide across her lips with her pressed close to his ear, a throaty, breathless chuckle spilling over as she nibbles the outer shell before gently tugging at the fleshy lobe but if he was looking for her to go easy now she'd had that moment of victory over him? He was severely underestimating what a little shit she could be.

Her hand continues to work his length with fingers that know exactly what they're doing (Dex 19), Kenzi alternating between kissing and biting her way across his shoulder then down his chest and when he looks at her with desperation in his eyes, he'd be treated to the devious glimmer in her own before she presses herself back into his touch, a low groan spilling over as her face twists from the pressure of his finger pushing inside of her.

It takes her a long moment to recover, the operator no doubt impatiently waiting for an answer that's not forthcoming until finally, she allows her gaze to flicker up towards his and unfairly, smoothly answers for him. ]

Cash on delivery.

[ it's not his fault he's operated in a cashless society most of his life!!

the expression on his face when she pushes further onto him is priceless, aroused approval meets that loki gif from avengers. you know the one. ] C-cash, yeah. Uh huh. Uh huh. [ he could be agreeing to sign his life away for all the attention he's paying the voice anymore, as he bites his lip and carefully adds a second finger. somehow, his dick is finding a way to grow hard again beneath her expert touch. such a trooper. his voice climbs in pitch as she hits a sweet spot and he asks desperately: ] That it?

[ She spent more than a dozen years on the streets. The only cards she used to have were the ones she stole and thankfully keeping cash on hand is a hard habit to break (and the dice were looking kindly on Peter's dick).

Her groan comes louder now, her breath catching and stuttering as she adjusts to that second finger, the sound that follows one that would have been sure to get him hard if he weren't already well on the way there. Kenzi rolls her head, her lips brushing against his chest, her hand briefly stilling as she holds the base of his cock, only able to look back at him again as she remembers to keep working him over, milking his length as he tries to put a quick end to that call. ]

Hang up. [ Her voice pitched low before another groan rises up to swallow anything else she might have said. ]

[ ok, that is just too much for him, and his thumb clicks the 'end call' button as he literally just lets the phone tilt free of his hand and slide to the floor, his eyes meeting hers with mischievous wonder as he says breathlessly: ] Thirty minutes or less. [ with the clock thus racing, he wastes zero seconds in kissing her again fiercely, not about to dance around what he was after anymore now as he moans into her mouth: ] And "on you" is definitely the answer. Christ.

[ Her own gaze flashes with gleeful triumph as his phone slides to the floor, her lower lip becoming caught between her teeth as she takes obvious pleasure from the effect she’s had on him. ] Completely doable. [ Barely getting those words out before their mouths collide, the vibration of her groan answering him as her hips continue to roll against his touch.

At his words she pulls back, just enough for him to see her face, to see the attraction, the hunger in her eyes as a grin curves the corners of her mouth. ] I was hoping you’d say that.

[ Not even going to pretend to disguise how turned on she is by that. ]

[ peter can't tear his eyes off from that look she's fixing him with, even as his fingers continue to toy with her, each time burying a little deeper, up to the next joint, until he's up to the knuckle, as if to fully prepare her for this anal fuckfest that they're apparently both all about. THEY'RE SO CLASSY. how did we get here. ~~i can't believe you have me tagging anal (sometimes even from work) while our friends are stalking the thread.~~ stalkers, go away, this is a rim job content warning.

anyway, eventually he can't take this shit anymore and he withdraws from her and slides back (albeit reluctantly given it means losing her grip on him) and with a NAT TWENNY manly strength check, grabs her hips and yanks her forward, before using both hands on the base of her thighs to push her legs back in the direction of her head so that she's, uh, fully laid bare for him and granting him access to any and all holes he might be interested in (spoiler: it's all of them). he cuts her a wolfish grin before lowering his head between her legs. she'd feel the warmth of his breath across her sensitive parts, and then a sudden spread of wetness as he adds a large quantity of spit to the mix, letting it start dripping down between one entrance and the next, before he leans in to spread it with his tongue. a few pointed brushes make their way up the center of her to tease that probably still slightly hypersensitive bud, but then his actual business is south of the border, and he licks further and further down, as if painting a trail with a mix of saliva and her own juices, once again, with somewhat sloppy but still pretty damn delicious sensations (dex 14).

the noise of pure filthy pleasure that he makes while he's tonguing her asshole would be enough to make an archangel throw in their halo, probably. (this has been a nat 20 charm check in the most godawful ridiculous circumstances i have ever written. congrats kenzi.) he, uh, seems to be enjoying himself, at least. ]

[ Lets be real. Any delusions of these two being classy went out the window when it took them three rounds just to make it behind closed doors. Now it’s just an escalating game of sexual chicken where instead of turning at the last second they both happily collide. Will there be a line they won’t cross? We just. Don’t know.

A disappointed whine spills over at their loss of contact but that manhandling is a very welcome distraction and the way her eyes flash with excitement makes it rather clear that she’s more than a little partial to his take charge moments. There is legitimately, no way for her to really make this look sexy, but the sounds that come from her have their own appeal, the unhindered, whimpering moan as he teases her swollen and sensitive lips. The all too eager gasp as he enthusiastically works her arousal over every collection of nerves. (Charm 50)

It’s the sounds he makes that sends her head sinking back into the mattress, a muttered: ] Fuuuuck… [ Rising up above his intoxicating moans as she peers down the length of her body to where he’s busy teasing and exploring with a mouth that is too skilled to be considered fair.

Outstretched fingers long to reach for him but she’s completely at his mercy, laid out for him to devour in any way he sees fit while she can only watch. Kenzi has never been good at being on the sidelines of anything, so it’s no wonder that her hand slides down her body, long fingers pushing past her folds and becoming slick with arousal that she now rolls over that tight knot of nerves. ]

Baby… [ That sweet moan almost out of place when you consider what he’s currently doing with his mouth. ] How is that so fucking hot...

[ she can feel the grin stretch across his face very intimately, and his eyes flick up to take in both the way she's touching herself and to meet her gaze, where he waggles both eyebrows above a devious look as an answer to her question, which manages to be both hilarious and somehow attractive at the same time. there's another answering groan as he redoubles his efforts and then starts alternating in his fingers again, clearly captivated by watching himself go in and out of her from this front row position.

as he glances up at her again while he's pulled back a bit, just the look on her face draws another little moan from his throat ] You like that? [ it's both dirty teasing and a sort of legitimate check-in, making sure that he hasn't pushed too far and that everyone's having a good time here, while also sounding just a little proud of himself.

his eyes drop closed as he leans down to brush his tongue over it one last time, gently shaking his head back and forth before adding just a bit more saliva until he's satisfied that she's lubricated plenty, drawing up more fully as he slowly shifts to press three full fingers inch by inch inside, watching her face to read her reactions and make sure she agrees that she's ready ]

[ Her head gets thrown back at the bounce of his eyebrows, a grin pulling wide across her lips as the tease of his tongue is all that keeps her from laughing out loud. The light of laughter is still in her eyes when she manages to look his way again, Kenzi straining to keep her head lifted but determined to do so, unwilling to miss a moment of his apparent enjoyment as the sight - as much as the sensation, causes her to swallow another groan. ]

You have... no idea. [ There would be no reason to doubt, even with her proclivity to lie. Even Kenzi would have a hard time selling how turned on she is if it weren't the truth and it's there in her eyes when they lock on his. A look that would assure him that he isn't the only one aching to fill her with more than just his fingers.

The smile that begins to curve her lips becomes lost when her mouth falls open, her body once again fighting the instinct to tense as the pressure intensifies. Fingers curl at the threads of their sheets as her other hand stills between her thighs, the slight arching of her back causing her chest to lift towards the ceiling and it almost looks like she's forgotten how to breathe as she adjusts to the thickness of those three fingers. Her chest shudders and with it, a long whimpering moan spills past her lips as whatever tension there was slowly ebbs away (Why yes. Yes I did just roll a Fort Save 23 for that). A muttered curse becoming muffled by her hand as she runs fingers that still glisten with her arousal over her lips. ]

Oh, fuck... baby. [ Her words more breath than belly as Kenzi once again tries to focus on Peter, watching him from beneath heavy-lidded eyes that look drunk with lust and need as she practically begs him with this one word: ] Please.

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/stares at the camera

THE DICE ARE RIGGED FOR MAXIMUM SMUT /leans into it tbh

y e p

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