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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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If I make myself useful, maybe they'll forget about the little altercation earlier.

[ You know, the apologies and the punching. But Hans does as asked, joining Elsa in her bed. ]

I have to drive home, you know.

Oh you're going home this time?

[ She's genuinely curious as she draws him under the covers ]

Well, I don't live here.

[ Hans just snuggles up under the covers, whoops you've created a monster. ]

Unless that's an invitation to stay the night.

[ WELP. Now she's blushing- ]

It's not an invitation, but an observation.

[ Okay no, really, she's leaning forward to smell him and-- dude ]

You really didn't drink all that much this time.

[ Okay, now she's actually genuinely surprised ] Why not? It is a party.

[ Says the girl who escaped to her room to blog ]

[ Hans laughs, mostly because... okay, having Elsa smell him is kinda hilarious. ]

I'm not a drunk-- I just drink socially. And I wasn't feeling like getting drunk, anyway.

[ He had something to look forward to, after all. ]

Believe it or not, I have a surprising amount of self-control.

[ So as not to lose his cool (haha) too soon, there comes a moment in between admiring Hiccup and almost letting himself find release where Jack returns with a descent that ends in seizing a possessive kiss. His grip stills rolling hips which are given a nudge, most of his attention on not dislodging them as his weight begins to drop onto an arm. ]

Roll on top. [ It's a suggestion and partly a demand, the roughness in it echoed in the nails that score over the curve of an ass. ] It'll be easier on you if you're in control.

[ Oh no this place is full of adorable people. There's like a magical concentration of them in this house somehow, or... Maybe it just figured that Anna would have cute friends.

This one, for example! He's seem her around all evening, but he's not really the kind to run around starting conversations and introducing himself. The opportunity really only comes now, when he turns around too sharply and nearly barrels into his fellow blond. ]

Oh, um... Sorry. Hi.

I'm Kristoff.

Glad to know my breasts supercede that control.

[ She knows why ur here. ]

[Between heavy breaths, Hiccup manages to break into a grin, caressing fingertips along sweaty shoulders.]

What a kind gentleman you are.

[And he'll take him up on that offer, fully certain it would be a comfortable position, snatching his lips once again into a kiss as he slowly pushes Jack over to lay on his back, following behind him as to make sure to keep him inside.

It already feels different just laying on top, and when he places his hands on Jack's chest to lift himself up, getting comfortable on his knees, he moans already feeling himself weighing down deeper on his cock just from being on top. The increasing intensity brings back that pressuring pain, but the position still does feel better. Because this is definitely what he feels more comfortable with, being able to ride on rop--like riding a dragon.

But he still wants to be able to ease into it, so he sends a nervous smile down to Jack as he begins rocks his hips slowly. Only allowing the cock to stroke him inside slightly, he tests out different angles to find what's most pleasurable and less painful, before he little by little begins to pick up his pace.]

You're a special case. You should feel honored.

[ Honored to be... ogled by Hans. Yeah, sounds about right. ]

Honored, not sure if that's the word I would use.

[ Okay, she's... positioning herself and getting comfortable on the bed. really hard since it's so small, but pillows are re-arranged and comforters thrown haphazardly around his shoulders. ]

I -- really hate how small these beds are.

[ Back home, her bed is fit for a queen. She hates this tiny bed bullshit. ]

Maybe I should throw a party next time. Plenty of room in my bed.

[ Uh-huh, cause it would be a party and totally not an excuse to get Elsa in his nice, comfy bed. Still, Hans arranges himself well enough, shuffling under the covers. ]

Don't know how many of your friends would actually agree to come, though...

That sounds less like a party and more like a proposition.

[ Squirming right under him until it feels just right-- okay there. This is good. You are now her personal heater, Hans. But don't think she's gonna take that shirt off for you- she's gonna let you claim your reward this time. ]

But think of how pathetic that would be-- throwing a whole party just so I can see you again.

[ Hans begins to trail his hands over her stomach, fingers toying with the hem of her shirt. ]

That'd be a ridiculous idea, don't you think?

Mmmm. Well then, for telling the truth, you may have a kiss.

[At which point she leans over without much more warning and gives him a quick, light kiss on the lips.]

[ And there's a laugh ]

You're overestimating my pity.

[He grins as she pulls back-- it's a quick kiss, but a kiss nonetheless.]

And what can I do to earn another sometime?

So it isn't pity that got us this far?

[ Said as he slides those hands under her top. ]

[ A soft huff of air, those fingers on her skin are drawing out every breath ]

Pity won't get you a date with me.

Fuck...

[ Hans isn't one to curse, but he also isn't one to get very many blowjobs in other people's bathrooms, so in a lot of ways, this is a first. He tightens his grip on Jack's hair, holding him close-- ]

S-seriously, you-- christ.

[ Yeah, not at his most coherent, that's for sure. ]

I'll find out what will, one day.

[ Remember what he said about persistence and determination... ]

I usually, almost always get my way.

[He arches his back, showing himself off, just in case Hans manages to open his eyes long enough to get a glimpse. He's terribly pleased; it's always good to know you're appreciated. With a moan Jack keeps working, tasting the precome in the back of his throat. Two more jerks, and then he pulls back with a gasp, smirking as he does.]

Why don't you ask nicely, hm? And then I'll finish you off.

Touch and you'll be asking for it, sister.

[ But yeah, there's like every kind of chocolate ever. Anna's going to offer her sister a Snickers bar-- ] Here's a start? ... I'll let you take more because I love you. Use that wisely, 'kay?

Please.

[ Hans isn't below begging to get what he wants, and what he wants right now are Jack's lips back on his cock, and to maybe hear more of those noises again. He's impatient. Jack can look as hot as he wants, but if he's teasing him, he'll still earn himself a breathless glare. ]

Don't-- don't stop now.

[Ahh, but that's what he likes to hear. Jack leans forward, tongue teasing around the head of his cock once or twice before he speaks against the head.]

That's a good boy-- that's perfect, sweet, but let's hear you keep talkin', hm? I like how your voice sounds, all desperate for me.

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