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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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Yeah--

[He rubs at his mouth with the back of his wrist, savoring that pressure.]

Yeah, uh, I think you could say that. Enjoying, what a word.

[Well, of course, her bringing up the fact they're topless is going to cause him to subconsciously let his eyes wander downward as if he had needed some sort of reassurance that yes, they were in fact both completely exposed.

But he's drunk, and her persuasion is making him feel a little more daring, so he's not even going to feel ashamed at his little peek. Instead, he'll actually lean his face just a little bit closer to hers so they could look eye to eye.]

Oh, really? And what about you? If someone just came up to you and kissed you, no questions asked, what would you do?

[Might as well try to sneak his way around this, before he gets too daring though.]

[She casts a not-so-furtive glance down and then back up, eyebrows climbing her forehead. Mhhhmmm.]

Would you prefer the word aroused? Or perhaps "turned on," as the colloquial slang goes.

Turned on, yeah. God, it's like you're a native already, talkin' like that.

[He's not quite stiff yet, though if they keep kissing like that he certainly will be. Jack gives her a familiar grin, though he's still a bit flushed, and shoves a hand through his hair.]

Maybe I'm good luck, huh.

[ Okay, comeon Hans. that was ridiculous. Dear god.

Still, tempting. There were a lot of possibilities here-- ]

Well, we should build up again, right? [ They can't just get right back where they were. No matter how tempting that was ]

How about you touch yourself -- [ Give her a moment ] -- with your pants on.

[ Y'know. for a challenge. ~~Also watching himself struggle with his pants on is potentially very hot~~ ]

Careful. [She holds a finger to her lips, indicating silence.] You don't want to go around giving anyone ideas. Especially Jack or Anna.

Is that what you're into?

[ Hans rolls his hips up, keeping his eyes on Elsa. Touching himself at some girl's command seems a little beneath him-- but Elsa isn't just some girl. Hans bring his hand back, below his navel and lays his hand flat. The friction and the pressure aren't going to make this easy. ]

Like this?

[ She nods an affirmative as be begins working ]

Well... [ Elsa winds a leg in between his, still sitting at his side, but able to feel the move of those hips and look down at what his hand was doing-- ] ... I've never seen a man pleasure himself before.

[ Never did get around to watching much porn tbh ]

Tonight's a night for experimentation.

Well, I hope I can live up to the hype.

[ Hans slides his palm up and down slowly, touching himself but keeping his eyes on Elsa the whole time. Not much into porn, huh? He can make up for that. ]

I'll show you whatever you want... for experiment's sake, of course.

Edited 2014-06-15 18:57 (UTC)

[ She hums, liking the sound of that as her fingers trace down to the forearm of the hand working himself, then leans forward just the slightest bit so her breasts press into his shoulder ]

You certainly are being a giving friend.

If not good luck, then at least good looking.

[She grins, and then without warning she climbs out of her own chair and onto the arm of his. She stretches a leg out across his lap, runs a finger over his shoulder and behind his head, tugging him closer.]

I certainly find that I am learning quite a bit from you, Jack Kelly. You are very interesting. And handsome, also.

This is a test run for me as well, let me know how it works out.

[ Now that feels good. Hans keeps it up, slow and steady with his touch. ]

Keep that up and I'll keep giving.

Well. I'm not at all familiar with Jack, but... From what I can tell, Anna with ideas would be pretty dangerous.

[ And damn, that had had too much basically-unfounded fondness in it, hadn't it? ]

[Oh, no. Has he suddenly created a fierce warrior who might use her nudity to her benefit? That'd be amusing.]

Well, there are still plenty of men who'd go their knees at the sight of them, so it might not be far off.

Hey, I have a very high tolerance, for your information.

[A big fat lie, of course. Even if he wasn't as weak as he was when he first tried alcohol, he was still pretty small, hence fell into drunkenness rather fast. It was common knowledge that he could never hide very well.

But he raises an eyebrow at her words, in amusement but unsure of what her intentions might be.] Oh, really? Alright, then. Let's pretend that you are. What reasons would I need to get drunk for? You know, other than possibly wanting to see me make a fool of myself somehow.

[ She'll press forward a bit more, dragging her torso upwards so he can feel them through whatever shirt he's wearing. ]

Should we set up any ground rules?

[ Her eyes remain locked on his hand-- oh yeah this was hot. She wanted him between her legs again. ]

[ Hans leans to the side, toward Elsa, feeling more of that for himself. Greedy, maybe, but it feels so very nice. ]

If you'd like. [ Hans slides his fingers up against the fabric, his pants tightening under his hand. This is going to get uncomfortable soon... ]

It'd at least help me know when to... pull back.

[ She hums softly, then slowly moves her hand down further so she can twine her fingers with his as he rubs-- ]

No... penetration on my end for now. [ for now ] But if you ask nicely I'll consider most anything else.

I'll be sure to word my requests very specifically.

[ He chuckles, biting his lower lip as he strokes himself, now with Elsa's hand as well... It's adding to the pressure, making Hans have to shift in place. ]

Now, just to be clear, you want me with my pants on this time, right?

Are you wearing underwear?

[ Hans really looks the type to go either way-- Though now she'll just nose in closer, leg pressing more between his, body tucked against his side, lips grazing along his cheek and jaw. ]

Wha--? Why, of course I am.

[ He'd sound a bit more outraged if he wasn't quite so disappointed in himself. If he hadn't worn underwear, it would be easier to feel himself. Instead he's got two layers in between his hand and his dick and it's not making things any easier. Elsa's attention makes him stroke a bit harder, wanting to match her affections. Hans chose a bad day to wear tight pants. ]

Though in the future, I can take requests.

Well then-- let's unburden you a bit.

[ Really, at this point, she's getting off on the control. She doesn't mind seeing him naked-- in fact she really wants to. However, torturing him was so much fun.

She'll slide her hand along his and then down under it and over his length-- giving him a firm stroke through his pants-- then, using both of her hands, begins to undo his fly. ]

Edited 2014-06-16 06:49 (UTC)

Ohh.

[ Hans releases a sigh as Elsa undoes the zipper of his pants. The release is like a breath of fresh air, easing the tent in his pants-- well, now his underwear. Friendship, right? Friendship means trusting and letting your friends have their way with you... right? ]

No rules against this, as far as I'm concerned.

Help me.

[ She murmurs that straight into his ear, easing down the worn fabric. ]

With pleasure.

[ What a loser. Hans lifts up, helping Elsa slide his pants down to his knees. He's got skinny legs for that broad torso of his. ]

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