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[onlyanapple]

[So, Crowley is sitting in the lobby today, tossing a nutcracker up and down in the air idly, waiting. Waiting for what? Well, you. He does so love this time of year. It's a big boost to his net amount of evil, sort of like a Christmas bonus really. If Hell gave Christmas bonuses.

They don't.

He dictates cheerfully into the journal]

It's that time of year again. And, as tradition dictates, I'm offering the chance for anyone who wishes it to play a little game. Whoever kisses the most people by the time these fun little guys vanish gets a crate of alcohol of their choice, and bragging rights for the rest of the year. There aren't any rules, except don't lie about how many people you've kissed. I'll know and that is no way to win.

So. Who wants to play?

[[ooc: Open for planned and unplanned kisses!]]

Comments

[i_got_this]

[South probably wouldn't notice or wouldn't care at this point; she's reaching for his belt buckle and undoing it one-handed with practiced ease.]

[onlyanapple]

[His nips go down to her collarbone as he rids her of that stupid shirt, because seriously, who needs them?

He appreciates that skill, too]

[i_got_this]

[Shirts are overrated. You know what else is? Pants. Souths gets Crowley's undone, then hooks her thumbs under the hem and pushes them down.]

Now I see the appeal of kilts.

[onlyanapple]

[That gets a low chuckle]

Oh, I don't know. They're highly overrated.

Now togas? Those were easy to get rid of.

[i_got_this]

[She's moving her undo her own pants now, a little breathless.]

Heh, togas. Got it.

[onlyanapple]

[He'll grin, helping her out with that. He isn't breathless, but that's not exactly hard when you don't breathe]

Helpful tip for you.

[i_got_this]

[Weird but not worth stopping for.]

Yeah. Sometime, you'll have to tell me all your secrets.

[Wrapping her arms around him and pulling him in close for another, long kiss, pressing her bare hips up against him.]

[onlyanapple]

[He'll chuckle at that, low and dangerous]

I really couldn't promise that much. Some of them might kill you.

[And with that very sexy and not at all unnerving comment, he'll return the kiss, his hands slide back to cup her backside, pulling her in closer]

[i_got_this]

I like to live dangerously, couldn't you tell?

[Her breath catches, and she lets him pull her in close, spreading her legs and adjusting for the best angle.]

[onlyanapple]

It may have been slightly obvious, yes.

[He'll smirk at her reaction, and slide himself in with a satisfied groan]

[i_got_this]

Yeah -- people miss subtly, best not risk it.

[And she's done talking now, letting out a pleased sound herself and tilting her head back slightly. ]

[onlyanapple]

[He's quite fine with the talking to be done, leaning in to press a sneaky nip to her throat, he starts to move, slowly at first, letting her acclimatise ]

[i_got_this]

[She plants her feet and wraps her arms around his shoulders to anchor herself, moving against him and answering the nips with little noises, not quite digging her fingers into his back for purchase.]

[onlyanapple]

[Not that he would mind if she did. There's a flash of yellow behind his shades, as he gives a low chuckle moving into a steady rhythm ]

[i_got_this]

[Oh, she will. No use in bringing out the big guns in the first act, is there? She matches his rhythm, catching that glance of yellow and making a mental thought to ask him about it later ... which she'd probably forget.]

[onlyanapple]

[It'd be a very interesting story to tell her, too, about those eyes of his. He'll continue to move into her, his too sharp to be human teeth grazing her neck]

[i_got_this]

[She's thinking she needs to shack up with demons more often, the sensations sending an additional little shiver through her with a moan. She digs her nails in a little further and thrusts up in answer.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley would happily offer his services again in such matters. Still, his own thrusts will meet hers, moving deeper, speeding up a little]

[i_got_this]

Oh yeah ...

[She grips him tighter, dragging limes down his back and shifting her feet slightly to push up, roughly.]

[onlyanapple]

[He'll smirk a little at her reaction, continuing to drive into her, determined to make her reach her peak first. After all, he was all about giving~]

[i_got_this]

[She's defintely getting close, breath coming heavy and shallow, grunts, moans and half-formed words the closest thing to coherent thoughts leaving her lips. She digs into his back for purchase as she matches his intensity, thrusting up with a power and endurance afforded her from her profession.]

[onlyanapple]

[Well, that's certainly enjoyable, and Crowley continues to drive her closer to the edge, one hand moving between them, so his thumb can brush against her clit in time with his thrusts]

[i_got_this]

[And that's what eventually does it, South's words dying completely into breathy precursor to pleasured screams. When she does reach her climax, she buries her face in his shoulder, biting down and tightening her grip on his back, wrapping her legs over his ass and pressing him further into her.]

[onlyanapple]

[Feeling a certain sense of accomplishment, the demon chuckles darkly before letting out a low groan, his back arching as he finally releases into her]

[i_got_this]

[South holds on for a moment, revelling in the sensation with the aftershocks and twitches post-orgasm. Then she lets out a long sigh and loosens her grip, settling back against the couch.]

Yeah, I. That was good.