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sticksandbones2026-03-12 04:08 pm
Now Kiss!
Who: The Entire (Adult*) Population of the Grove
What: Spin the Bottle Round Three
When: Somewhere in Magic Month
Where: The Inn Lobby
Warnings: Magic will probably go haywire because what's funnier than your emotions spiking and making your windy magic go woosh
*Younger muses can set up their own Spin the Bottle behind the Inn or whatever. Be some punk little rebels I don't care, I'm not your dad.
After two months of terror, it's time for a little whimsy — or so Luca Aurelius says, at least. And since Ain is a perpetual bad influence on him, Luca defaults to the most menacing game he knows: spin the bottle.
The rules are simple, plop down in the middle of a circle and get comfortable. Or maybe you got roped into this by a friend and now you're trying to put on a brave face? Either way, it's time to wait: the bottle will land on you eventually, right?. At that point, the rules are simple: kiss!
You can be brave about it and lock lips, or something mildly more. Or if you're trying to play it cool, a kiss on the hand or cheek should suffice. Luca isn't really enforcing any strict rules. The bastard isn't even playing, what the hell.
(Or, to put it all simply and break the fourth wall: drop your character. Add a little description about their behavior/demeanor prior to the kiss, if you want. Then, wait for someone to tag you, while you do some tagging out of your own! Spinning the bottle is a mutual affair, after all. Just remember to take any escalations off comms and to your inboxes, you fucking menaces)
Hope you're ready to resolve some of that tension you've been ignoring!
What: Spin the Bottle Round Three
When: Somewhere in Magic Month
Where: The Inn Lobby
Warnings: Magic will probably go haywire because what's funnier than your emotions spiking and making your windy magic go woosh
*Younger muses can set up their own Spin the Bottle behind the Inn or whatever. Be some punk little rebels I don't care, I'm not your dad.
The rules are simple, plop down in the middle of a circle and get comfortable. Or maybe you got roped into this by a friend and now you're trying to put on a brave face? Either way, it's time to wait: the bottle will land on you eventually, right?. At that point, the rules are simple: kiss!
You can be brave about it and lock lips, or something mildly more. Or if you're trying to play it cool, a kiss on the hand or cheek should suffice. Luca isn't really enforcing any strict rules. The bastard isn't even playing, what the hell.
(Or, to put it all simply and break the fourth wall: drop your character. Add a little description about their behavior/demeanor prior to the kiss, if you want. Then, wait for someone to tag you, while you do some tagging out of your own! Spinning the bottle is a mutual affair, after all. Just remember to take any escalations off comms and to your inboxes, you fucking menaces)
Hope you're ready to resolve some of that tension you've been ignoring!

im not
[He was going to spare Corbeau but Corbeau gives him the same vibes Wolfwood does so. In lap.]
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[That vein is starting to appear a bit on his forehead...oh dear.]
I wouldn't say that. Aren't you perhaps just too tall?
[He asks this as he keeps one arm across the couch while the other loops around Ain's waist to keep him steady. If he's going to make himself comfortable, and all.]
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[Ain is comfortable thank you very much.]
I'm not gonna waste your time, though.
[Which means get ready for kiss! Ain will start off nice and slow with a little peck, but it's clear that he's not going to keep it that way forever once his lips start to move. You're in Danger Corbeau, you're a mob man and he likes those—]
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For Corbeau? It's not.
Ain keeps the kiss going, and Corbeau takes that as permission to follow suit, adjusting his grip against Ain's hip to tug him a little closer as he tilts his head back, deepening their kiss by teasing the bottom edge of his lip with his tongue.
His split tongue. Wolfwood, Ezell, don't look-]
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Ain gasps, parts their kiss briefly, blurts out—]
Ooh, your tongue is forked!!!
[And then IMMEDIATELY goes back to what he was doing, you know, shoving HIS tongue in Corbeau's mouth now. Hi. Ain's lips speak of so much experience it's kind of insane.]
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Yes, they are doing this in front of everyone.
When they do eventually come up for air, he licks his lips to get a taste of Ain's lychee lipgloss like a snake tasting the air.]
It is. Do you like it?
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Mmhm. But I'm also easy.
[Ain's tail wags, and he dips back in for another kiss. And then nips Corbeau's bottom lip. They can both play at this game.]
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All the better if Urbain is in the room somewhere watching with his big eyes.]
There's nothing wrong with that- [He replies, tickled by the way Ain nips at him. He'll nip him gently back in reply before continuing.] -you just know what it is that you want.
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[To clarify. Obviously. Like Ain it's obvious you like men you're like the alpha fruit here.
Kiss, kiss.]
You should get it pierced.
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[Flicks his tongue against Ain's lips again like an Arbok. Blelele.]
Do you think Flamebringer offers that service?
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I know he does~. It's a tattoo and piercing place. People get their ears pierced there, I got my bellybutton done a while ago, so I'm sure he can do tongues. You should ask~.
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[You can't just TELL HIM THAT and not show him the goods, come on now.]
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Ain has never had issues lifting his shirt up in front of an audience before (at least now that the Suri-scars are gone and replaced with little Ourania silver tattoos instead), so he will, indeed, fucking lift it up and show off his sparkly dangly little piercing. It has a butterfly on it. :) ]
There~.
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[Very cute. Very appropriate for twinks.]
Did it hurt? It looks like it was worth it.
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[His tail wags.]
I'm also a healer though, so I can just fix things like that. It's easy~. So I guess in a way, that's cheating.
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[He is touching your hipbones...this is not part of the game.]
And you wear it well.