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PPP; S.3, T.3

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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I thought as much.

[He kisses him again, this time on the lips.]

[inhales sharply right before their lips meet, frozen in surprise]

[Look he wants to kiss and he has no inhibitions so he is pressing against Raven to kiss him thoroughly.]

[instinctively he grabs cosmo's jacket as though to push him away, and he really does intend to... but he's weak, too, and after what just happened with nero and the chaotic whirlwind of emotions he's been feeling, raven can't resist a moment of giving in. so he does, with a soft whine, and parts his lips to invite cosmo in]

[Well it wouldn't be the first time he and Raven have kissed but he's more forceful this time, exploring Raven's mouth with his tongue, bold and confident and demanding, and cupping his cheek to keep him close until breathlessness makes him pull back.]

[raven's pliant and easy, his fingers curled into fists in cosmo's jacket, quiet noises of longing and want escaping him the more cosmo maps his mouth, only loud enough for him to hear. he lets out a shuddering breath when cosmo pulls back, ducking his head to hide his expression]

[He uses the hand on Raven's cheek to urge his face up, examining him while he catches his breath.]

[he wants to resist but can't find the strength to pull away. he looks kind of like a wreck, disheveled and panting, pupils blown, lips still parted like he wants more, cheeks burning]

Lahabrea...