first one to make that doctor who joke loses

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

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[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

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[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Death had simply show him how important it was to feel in the hear and now. He yearned for touch, for sensations to remind him of reality and the physicality of the world. He slept better with someone because him because he could feel their heat, hear the beat of their hearts - those two things his metaphorical dream catchers. He needed those constant reminders, else sometimes he feared he might fall asleep and it would be the last time.

The kiss literally takes his breath away, the sheer intensity of it. He had not been expecting it, but he does not pull away from it either even when he feels the sharpness of those teeth. He pushed towards Leto's mouth to give as good as he recieved, tongue darting out to flicker across the king's lips to get the taste of him, a slow burning spice that made him hum in pleasure and his tongue tingle. Curiously he slid his tongue across the other's teeth as his fingers rose and caressed the line of his jaw, moving to the pack of his neck and gripping so he wouldn't pull away to soon. ]</sub>

[precedented]

[ Leto always carries with him the tang of spice, of secrets and mysteries. The universe is in his voice, the unknown is in his glowing eyes. Even now, half-lidded with pleasure, those eyes shine with an unearthly light, blue in blue. His heart is a maze, his soul is a daze. He is the youthful Fisher King.

Touching Leto's jaw would let Kirk's fingers skim over the seething, living wormskin, that rises and falls, Leto's silent heartbeat. The Worm sighs at the heat, a low rumble of contentment as Leto deepens the kiss. ]

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ It's a dazzling blue, really, and it's rare that he meets a blue to match his own. It fascinates him, adds another layer to the taste of him on his tongue, the sharp tingle of his teeth against his lips.

The sensation of the worm skin was strange, but he did not pull away in fear. He did pause, adjusting to the feel of it, but soon enough he continues his brushing, toying with the fine hairs at the nape of his neck. He sucks in a breath, a hitching gasp as he pushes up slightly from his seat to better meet the kiss with enough force that he knew his lips would bruise. ]</sub>

[precedented]

[ Leto sits lightly on Kirk's thighs, scraping his nails and fingers on his neck and back, relishing the feel of skin against it. It's been so long, so long since he's touched anyone in this way. He's always felt so far apart from humanity, so afraid of getting too close. He couldn't subject people to his appearance, his strangeness.

But here, he was . . . loved. A physical, simple form of love that he could drown in. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He accepts his weight readily, an arm sliding around him to hold him close. He felt warm, warm like a dessert, radiating that heat, sweet and spicy and it made him ache for more than just the sharing of a kiss. Curiously his hand dipped down to brush the top of his rear through his trousers as his kissing grew more heated, hungrier, even as his lips began to grow a touch sore. He ignored it all in favor of Leto's taste, the soft little noises he made and the touch of his thighs around his hips. ]}

Hmm, much as I am loving this... maybe we should move it to a more private venue, hmm?

_{[ He pressed a kiss to Leto's chin and then his throat, a gentle worship as he kept him close. ]}

[precedented]

[ He should pull away. But he finds his control has slipped as he leans his forehead against Kirk's. He can taste sweat in the air. Falling was always a heady sensation. ]

Where to?

[universal_charm]

_{[ He hums as their foreheads touch, body tingling from that kiss. His fingers drew tiny circles around Letos hips as he considered. ]}

I think I saw an inn not that far back. It's not grand, but it'll have fresh air and a clean bed.

[precedented]

[ Leto carefully climbs, lithe animal grace. Sometimes, his movements seem out of sync with that of a person. Too smooth at times, too disjointed in other instances. He holds his hand out. ]

Lead the way.

[universal_charm]

_{[ It was true. Kirk sometimes thought Letos grace was more animal than human, but that somehow made it both more dangerous and alluring. It was a subtle reminder that Leto was not entirely human, but that had never been something to put Kirk off. He followed the other up and accepted his hand. It was not something he would have normally done, but it felt important to engage in the gesture with Leto somehow. Besides, what was a little hand holding? ]}

It's not far, just a few blocks up if I recall.

_{[ He led Leto away from the matches and down streets, passing mosaics against grimy construction, not having the mind to spare them with Leto's hand warm in his. He eventually found the place he was looking for and paid for a room, holding up the key to Leto between two fingers. ]}

Do you wish to do the honors?

[precedented]

( continued here )