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

[flightsuit]

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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[ingoodhans]

Apologizing isn't my strong suit. I prefer to live without regrets.

[ Hans shrugs. That's such a canned line, jesus. But he steps in and closes the door behind him anyway. He's a man of his word, if nothing else. (And he's not really that, either.) ]

I... what? Really?

[ Hans sorta just stands there, stunned. Elsa, you keep surprising him. ]

You're... you know this means I won't win, don't you?

[snedronningen]

[she could inform him that no one else has even snuck a peek at her magnificent mammaries, but nope. She doesn't want to ease his mind. ]

Take it or leave it.

[ingoodhans]

... [ Hans glowers. He did kinda do it for the glory, but if he plays his cards right, maybe he can get something more from this. Maybe. He knows his chances are slim... ]

Alright, fine. I'll take it.

[snedronningen]

Where do you want me?

[bed? Standing? Against a wall? What?]

[ingoodhans]

Wh-where?

[ Hans hadn't planned that part out, he kind of expected her to call the shots. ]

Uh, wherever you're comfortable, I suppose. The bed?

[snedronningen]

Okay.

[simple enough. She'll sashay over to her bed and then plop down on top of it. She. Yes comfortable and waits for him to join her, hands fiddling at the hem of her shirt]

Whenever you're ready.

[ingoodhans]

You're going to make me feel guilty if you act so... stiff.

[ Really, Hans is a dick, but he respects her. He's not a total sleaze. ]

I'm not going to force you. I was honestly just expecting a flash.

[snedronningen]

[okay. That gets about half of a look from her. How was she "supposed" to act. This was her default mode. She really doesn't know how else she should act.

Okay deep breath. A bit of a flush. Really. Imperially Hans isn't a bad person. He just has a fucked up moral compass. You had to know how to direct it. This is really the main reason she could trust him with such"delicate" info.

She gestures him to come hither. Still a bit of a pout on her lips, her make up from the morning is faded but her lips retain that red hue]

A deal's a deal.

[and she kept her word. She certainly wasn't as sneezed out as other people were. Yeah he was totally desperate. But so unabashedly so.

Aaaand there goes that sequined top. Thrown off and at Hans' face in one quick movement]

[ingoodhans]

Oh.

[ Hans follows her, sitting down on the bed and, well, staring once he's done fumbling with her shirt. A deal's a deal, right? ]

Well... That was quick.

[snedronningen]

[she tries not to be too intimidated as he states at her. Really. She didn't consider her boobs to be anything that spectacular. So she'll do her best to sit up straight and not look at the ground]

I didn't have much to take off.

[really if she had gone any slower she would have looked way stiff]

[ingoodhans]

You look good.

[ That's about right, right? He doesn't want to be too sleazy about it but yeah. Hard to resist when they're right there.

He scoots toward her, kneeling on the bed to move up close. ]

Now, this touch...?

[snedronningen]

[she bites on her lower lip softly. This is so perverse and yet that makes it more exciting strangely]

Use your discretion.

[she will stupidly decide to trust him. Really. She knows she shouldn't. But she does. Oh well. Let it go]

[ingoodhans]

I will.

[ Let it go~ Let if go~ Hans is totally gonna feel you uuup--

Uh, I mean. Well, leans forward and cups one of Elsa's breasts, stroking it with his large, smooth fingers-- as long as he doesn't life his hand, it's still one touch, right? ]

[snedronningen]

[ A soft breath in-- his hand is warm, fingers are soft. It was new-- having someone else touch her. Really that was limited to a select few people. She presses her lips together more tightly-- it wasn't entirely bad really. ]

Kinda ticklish.

[ She'll murmur quietly. ]

[ingoodhans]

[ Hans drags his thumb to her sternum, his large hand all but covering her breast. He's copped a few in his highschool days, but it's never been like this. It's a little weird-- but it feels oddly okay. ]

And you're very soft.

[snedronningen]

Thank you.

[ A quiet response... because how else do you respond to that-- and really she's not sure if she wants to lean forward or lie against some pillows-- she wants more of the touch. But, that isn't right, she shouldn't encourage him and she shouldn't be thinking that way.

Or thinking about the way he kissed her.

She'll lean forward instead, resting her head on his shoulder--his very bare shoulder. She is now very aware of how undressed they are, but hell. Her sister could do this, so could she.

Granted, now how close is her bare chest next to his? ]

[ingoodhans]

[ Yessss he knew he could do this. I mean, he's a hot guy. And he's got a major crush on Elsa, whether that stone heart of realizes it or not. He presses close-- oh, that feels good, the warmth of her skin...

He could be happy, maybe, if he wasn't such an asshole all the time. He just... emotions? What?It's easier to just lean in-- testing it out. He has no clue what he's doing, but he can make it look like he does.

Still, usually it's clothes-on with him. Nothing this... intimate. ]

This is... still okay?

[snedronningen]

Mmm.

[ She nods against his skin, eyes closed as he continues to massage and manipulate her skin. He leans in closer and she doesn't-- really mind. He's an asshole, really, she knows this, but she tries not to think about it for her own sanity.

And the fact that he really isn't being an asshole now. ]

[ingoodhans]

Am I getting extra credit for being extra pathetic?

[ He laughs, actually. The silence makes him a little nervous, even as he holds her and nuzzles her-- this is new ground for him, okay. He really isn't as much of an asshole as long as people don't instigate him so much. ]

[snedronningen]

[ She has to laugh at that a bit because-- well it's true. Seeing him get turned away at every single part of the party was a bit much even for her to bear. ]

Don't push your luck.

[ As she says that her lips will just barely brush against his skin, and as he nuzzles closer she'll make more room to accommodate him. It... really wasn't that bad, actually. ]

[ingoodhans]

[ Hans presses his palm up, fingers drawing over her skin. He noses her neck till he's kissing her jaw, slow and gentle. Seriously, this makes it all worth it-- even if he has to make the best of what he's got. ]

You should totally date me after this, just sayin'.

[snedronningen]

Y-[a quick breath of air as he begins to kiss her neck. She should really stop him...]-you don't even want to hear the favors you'd have to do for that.

[her fingers splay against his skin and rest on his forearms. A soft and quiet 'slow down', because this could spiral out of control and if there's one thing Elsa likes it's definitely control. ]

What are you doing?

[curious and quiet and a touch of amusement. She knew he'd push it, she knew it and was more than prepared. But this was-- strangely tentative. At least for a guy who had been looking to get into her pants. She'd almost counted on him getting more aggressive]

[ingoodhans]

Maybe I do.

[ He's almost playful-- he knows once the charade is over, his chances with a girl plummet to the ground. Everyone in this house thinks he's an asshole, and he is. He doesn't care. He honestly doesn't.

But he's still perfect, by his standards, anyway. So he follows her lead, toning it down and working his hand slow circles over her breast. ]

I don't actually know, I'm waiting to see what it'll take for you to stop me.

[snedronningen]

[here she pauses. Milling over what's going on in her mind. His hand and lips and mouth-- a red tint engulfs her cheeks and she knows the next words out of her mouth should be "stop". Instead she says:]

I'm not stopping you yet.

[and all she can think about is laying down against those pillows and letting him kiss her senseless while he paws at her breasts for hours on end]

[ingoodhans]

[ Girl knows when she's got herself a man, huh. Well, it's true. Hans is more than a little surprised-- maybe happily so, when Elsa doesn't turn him away. He's not even trying (that much) to be charming. Not much point of that when he's already proven he'll do anything to "win." ]

I wonder what it'll take?

[ Hans keeps himself steady though, using his free arm to pull her closer. It might be too much to try and kiss her lips, but he kisses down her shoulder, up her neck. All while his other hand roams her chest. ]

Your friends would have stopped me ages ago, you know.