PPP; S.3, T.2

[idolpro]

The clock strikes twelve and everyone will find themselves inexorably drawn to a seat; the once-empty place marking now bears their name on it. The place settings and food items all vanish in a spray of glitter, and the In the middle of the tables what appears in their stead are--two fancy gold chests, one inlaid with red jewels and the other inlaid with blue jewels (neither of which can be opened yet) as well as what looks to be a game board and, of course, a single dice. The long, billowing curtains draw down around each table and--you'll find yourself unable to leave your table, or see or hear anything beyond it other than the background music which continues to play.


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Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[worthathousand]

This one wasn't so bad, I hope?

Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[widenessofthesea]

[ instead of responding in words she just turns and kisses Amaranth full on the mouth. ]

/2

[worthathousand]

[ wait what ]

Re: /2

[widenessofthesea]

[ also it's kind of bitey, sorry. ]

Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[worthathousand]

[ ...but she is very gay, and there's something lovely about the slightly cool feeling of Hope's lips, and the scrape of her (slightly sharp?) teeth, so it only takes her a moment to lean into the kiss. ]

Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[widenessofthesea]

[ she's not an inexperienced kisser, either, actually, which is possibly an odd data point with everything else she's said, and is not terribly shy at pulling Amaranth in closer, hands in her hair. ]

Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[worthathousand]

[ Her breath comes out in a satisfied sigh, and one hand finds a place at the small of Hope's back while the other curves around the back of her neck, fingers tangling teasingly in her hair. ]

Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[widenessofthesea]

[ there's a strange kind of catharsis in this which is possibly also helping her ignore the nagging danger alarms that are helpfully also being suppressed by all this goddamn makeup

she just presses herself flush against the other woman, deepening the kiss with a hungry quality she didn't realize she actually had in her. ]

Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[worthathousand]

[ She responds eagerly to the deepening kiss, lips parting further to mingle teeth and tongue.

The teasing feeling at the nape of her neck tightens, then pulls, as Amaranth's fingers weave themselves the rest of the way into her hair. A trace of nails tracing along her spine, the sensation only half-muted by the fabric of her shirt, as Amaranth cants her whole body in an arc against her own. ]

Re: R4, turn 2: Hope

[widenessofthesea]

[ oh. woman soft.

...actually, is this the first time she's kissed a woman? the thought occurs but also is put on the back-burner because all that touch is actually kind of—overwhelming, in a way that both elicits a quiet noise from the back of her throat, and—

and is maybe why her hands end up balled into the front of Amaranth's clothes, like—so hard they're shaking? ]