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it's not a nude party but there's no rules against taking your pants off too

in which everyone is required to take their damn shirt off because reasons
that's really all there is to this party so just take it off ladays and gents

TOPLESS PARTY

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[ Don't mind as she raises her eyebrows ]

You're showing surprising restraint. [ She'll take her hand through his hair gently ] I suppose it'd be fine. Though I have to wonder when you want to do it then?

[ She'd like some warning before she gets tackled by Hans. ]

I'd rather not rush... this. Whatever this is.

[ If Elsa doesn't want to put a name on it, that's fine with him. He gets to lay in her bed, shirtless with her. They don't need a name for that. ]

I can go hang out in the party until things start to cool down. If I stay to clean up, then... would you still be awake?

[ SHe gives him a look. He sneaks into her bed once and she probably should have known he was going to try it all the time ]

Yeah, probably.

[ She'll probably be dicking around on her computer, but yeah. ]

Okay. [ Hans perks up, sliding his hands down Elsa's sides. ]

I'll be back, then? If anyone asks, I was never here. Obviously.

[ He's cool with that. People think he's 'mysterious' already. ]

Alright... [ She'll slowly... slide her arms away from him ] I guess I'll see you later.

Yeah.

[ Hans nods rather solemnly and stands, dusting himself off. It's obvious that he'd rather stay. ]

Okay, bye.

Stop looking like a kicked puppy.

[ oh my god. ]

Basically.

[So that when all is said and done and Hiccup's off guard, he's the next target.]

I think he's still taking a shit as we speak. You know he totally lives in the abandoned tool-shed out back, right?

[Oh, no. That unmistakable grin on Jack's face spells bad news for the gardener.]

'Cause we can totally egg it.

[ That sure makes Hans straighten up. ]

I am not a "kicked puppy!"

That didn't help your case.

[Hiccup almost makes a sarcastic comment here, but with Jack being so sincere and concerned, staring straight through him from above with eyes that could just make him melt right there on that bed, he knows he can't. He wants him to know that he is alright and that he wholeheartedly is willing to go through with this.

So he nods, forming a small smile as he leans up to give Jack's lips a quick peck.] Okay. But I'll be alright. I'm all yours now.

[And he takes a deep breath, letting his hands grips against shoulder blades, preparing himself for anything about to come.]

[ You better be is murmured playfully over those lips before they retreat, and then there's nothing to do but give into what every nerve-ending in his body is screaming for, sinking into Hiccup with a single thrust that takes his breath away. The easing of his fingers has certainly helped a little but he's still tighthotwet, dredging up a groan with each rock of Jack's hips as he pushes his way in until there's nothing left, he's buried and panting and grasping Hiccup's hair for traction. ]

Oh, fuck ...

[ Biting his lip, he pushes his face against a shoulder and tries to hold still, his grip on a thigh meant to bruise. Near dazedly, he moans again. ]

Hic, are you alright?

[ Please, he thinks. I need you. Reflexively, he gives a shallow thrust of a few inches, just to feel the friction of needing to force him open. ]

[ Hans scoffs. Shrugging like he doesn't care. Because he doesn't!!!! ]

I'm leaving now.

See yah!

[ A little sing-songy as she watches him mope out-- as soon as he closes the door she'll scramble to her feet to find a tank top to wear for the rest of the night. She may leave her room to talk to a couple of people or grab a drink, but for the better part of the night she keeps herself tucked away in her room. On her computer, sketching out a couple of doodles, catching up on some TV Shows.

The party rages on for longer than she thought it would, and really by the end of the night she's a bit pooped. And without meaning too she'll doze off lightly in her bed, sketchbook gripped lightly in her fingers. ]

[ It's a wild night for Hans-- even with all the glares he was getting from Elsa's roommates, not everyone in the party hated him, so it wasn't a total loss. Still, he had his heart set on something slightly different than the usual drinking and partying, so he actually keeps it cool for the most part, smiling and schmoozing until it's time to clean up. Jack and the rest definitely give him weird looks for offering to help clean, but he... well, he wants to play his cards right for Elsa. That's not weird, right?

Nor is it weird to slip into her room after everything's done and people are busy with fixing their furniture and whatever else. He tries knocking, really, but she doesn't answer, so imagine his surprise when he finds her asleep... looking adorably relaxed and--

Focus, Hans. You've seen her shirtless, no need to be dumb about this. Crush or not, should he wake her up? It almost seems rude...

Then again, Hans is a rude dude. ]

Elsa?

[ She murmurs quietly, then opens her eyes because someone is definitely in her room and talking to her. The lights are dimmed from earlier (That probably didn't help her case when trying to stay up) and she squints-- then spots that flash of red hair. ]

Hans?

[ It could also be Anna, but she wasn't quite so masculine shaped the last time Elsa had seen her. ]

S-sorry. [ She covers her mouth as she wakes up ] Didn't mean to fall asleep.

No, that's fine. Don't worry.

[ Hans smiles. He's not going to say what he's thinking, but-- ]

You looked peaceful sleeping. I wasn't sure if I should wake you up.

[ She rubs at her eyes a bit more before sitting up fully, pulling at where her shirt has ridden up ]

No, no-- it's fine. [ She probably would have been angry with herself if she had woken up tomorrow morning ] So the party's over?

[ She tugs at her hair-- quickly taking down the hair style she had it in today to try and fix it up for the night. ] Get any other hapless undergrads to strip for you?

Yes, it was over a while ago. I helped clean up and everything.

[ By now, Hans has put his shirt back on too. Well, he was about to head home and all. ]

And unfortunately, no. The toplessness was entirely outside my power. I can only do so many favors...

[No matter how much preparation was made, it was inevitable for there to be pain. He bites down hard on a lip, fighting a groan as Jack pushes inside. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, but he battles against it, knowing he just needs to deal with it for a bit longer.

But it's incredibly tight inside and even with the slickness of the movement, it's enough to form a little water at the edge of his eyes. Still, he swallows hard, shutting his eyes tight to flick any possible tears away as he groans against a shoulder.

He's breathing heavily when Jack throws the question at him, taking a moment to focus his eyes again and clear his head. But he finally nods, trying to blink any trace of water left in his eyes.]

I-I'm alright. Keep going, okay? I'm fine.

Edited 2014-06-10 23:30 (UTC)

[ Luckily for Hiccup's pride, Jack is too busy panting over a naked shoulder as a bowed head sends his choppy white hair shivering with the first slow thrusts that seek to loosen Hiccup up just enough that his body accepts this, halfway buried each time. Lips pluck at freckles in a loving kiss, laving them soon after and nuzzling his way under a chin following the endless swathe of hot skin on offer. He'd speak, but there's no need, not when he can hitch a thigh higher around his waist as his cock drives home to the hilt at last, again and again after cursory steps are taken to help Hiccup adjust. It's up to him to tell Jack how it feels and whether to stop.

Until he does, Hiccup will find his legs spread wide around swinging, unrelenting narrow hips and harsh breaths bathing his chest. ]

[ She laughs softly ]

You're like the old man of the party. [ Her roommates were generally more than happy to leave the mess until the next day ] Come on.

[ She'll wave him over, she needed a pillow. ] At least you didn't come in drunk this time.

[The pain is still present, but just the very thought that Jack is inside of him right now is enough to keep him from falling apart. Even with the latex in between them, he could still feel the heat of Jack's cock overtaking him inside, breaking him in futher as he gradually begins to move in faster.

It's a slow progress, but even amongst the aching, he begins to feel physical satisfaction in the thrusts as Jack hits spots that send jolts through his body, allowing him to moan loudly moreso from pleasure than pain.

Even if it is his first time, he wants to make sure Jack is getting enough enjoyment out of this as well. So when his leg is gripped tight above a waist, he focuses more of his energy on rocking his hips against the throbbing cock to help guide Jack along further.]

[ Tossing bangs out of his eyes when he steals a quick kiss (So beautiful), Jack hums and watches Hiccup move sinuously against the sheets as he fucks himself right over a hard cock, something melting in the blonde's chest as their bodies meet. Rising up on his knees he alters the angle to drive firmly into that hot channel anew and search out the same nerve-center from before, hands splaying under a pair of knees to keep long legs bent in place. Mostly, he just enjoys fucking him for the sake of watching that pink asshole clutch at his dick on each return

Rougher, definitely, but with good intentions and a better view of that blushing face and bobbing cock. ]

[In his better view, Jack will definitely see crimson cheeks, impossible to hide along with his gasping mouth that lets out an occasional lengthy moan when particular nerves are rubbed against. Hands grip tight into the mattress now that they've lost a sweaty back to hold onto. Sweaty hips grind up to Jack's in an attempt to maximize their force of contact. His cock waves about freely, already moistening simply from the pounding jolts racing underneath it.

Even as he lays there embarrassingly, he still doesn't look away from Jack, allowing him to see him completely vulnerable in this state as if showing that this is all for him for have. Even with the roughness and the slight throbs of pain, he knows that this, all along, is what he's needed. It was all that was left to confirm that he's given his all, body and soul, to Jack.]

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