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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[snedronningen]

[ She catches it-- a bit ungracefully and then slides it over her torso. As he speaks she nods along with what he's sayin--

oh he can't see her. ]

Yeah -- [ She says that quietly, drawing her legs up to her chest and pulling her arms around herself ]-- yeah, that sounds about right.

[ Here she'll lean forward herself, pressing her head into the back of his shirt ] It felt really good. [ Probably not helping matters, but really that's why she had stopped them. ]

[ingoodhans]

[ Ugh, it's really cute and really hot and yeah, more contact isn't going to help his problem, but he's not complaining. ]

And even after all that, you still won't go out on a date with me? Is it my reputation? Do I have to pass some kind of test?

[snedronningen]

[ A soft laugh and she presses her face into the back of his shirt even more ]

My reasons are entirely boring and self-involved.

[ Really, no one was interested in a sob story, right? Right. ]

[ingoodhans]

Should I get to know you, then? Is that how I'll find out?

[ Because Hans really is interested in it. He likes Elsa. She's attractive, smart, and somehow wants him to be more himself and less... pandering. So he's trying it, y'know. ]

I could tell you more about what an asshole I am, if that would make you feel better. Then you'll have more reasons to avoid me.

[snedronningen]

[ Okay, she's giving you a look straight through your ribcage, pal. ]

Like what? Trying to get with my sister to get to me?

[ REMEMBER THAT? ]

[ingoodhans]

Yep. I wasn't interested in her at all, but she seemed fun at the time.

[ Hans shrugs, like it's no big deal... Is he trying to make Elsa feel better or not? ]

See, I can come up with plenty of reasons that have nothing to do with you.

[snedronningen]

[ She just-- smiles a little bit and pushes her hand against his back a bit. Almost a shove but not quite. ]

Stop making me feel better.

[ because oh no then she'll like u and it'll be awful. ]

Would it be fine if-- if we just rewound?








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Friends.


















































Yup. ]

[ingoodhans]

"Rewound," as in...?

[ Don't say it, Elsa. Don't say it......... Hans doesn't want to believe it, not with the warmth at his back and the fact that he's run his hands all over your chest... ]

[snedronningen]

... Friends. For now.












[ ouch ]

[ingoodhans]

Ah.

[ The answer comes like a bit of a punch-- nothing serious, since they weren't actually dating but it does present... an obstacle.

An obstacle Hans can get by, but he knows how this goes. ]

You're really not interested in me, romantically and therefore sexually, at all?

[snedronningen]

No.

[ Wait--WAIT ] No- it's--

[ SCreeech-- she's pressing her face into his back more because this is really hard for her. ]

I don't know.

[ She presses her face right into his shoulderblades because that's the only place she can hide right now-- but she'll try to speak clearly enough for him to understand. ]

I-- really, really wanted you tonight. It's all I could think about when we were together and-- [ her hands tug at his shirt, she wants to run her fingers along his skin ]-- I really really want to just-- [ nervous laughter accompanied by fidgeting fingers ]-- peel this shirt off right now. And do unspeakable things to you.

[ yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyup ]




But I don't like to rush-- I just-- Today--[ Admitting all of this is going to give her a heart attack ]-- you were really good.

[ingoodhans]

[ Hans has the weirdest boner right now, Elsa. Just when he was calming down, you say things like that. He hides it well though, breathing out in a soft, controlled sigh. ]

Is that... are you afraid to let yourself have something, Elsa? Because... I mean, there's rushing and there's... taking it slow, yes, but friends is neither of those.

[ He pauses, considering... other options. ]

I mean, friends with benefits doesn't really seem your style.

[snedronningen]

[ She's quiet for a long moment-- picking at the back of his shirt with her fingers ]

I-- I wouldn't mind...








[ welp..................... ]

[ingoodhans]

You sure?

[ That's like, better than dating, honestly. Having Elsa by his side-- sure it doesn't have to mean anything, but maybe they can... hang out. And make out. Wow, that's actually perfect. ]

I mean. I wouldn't mind either, certainly...

[snedronningen]

[ Is that a hand near her? Because she'll grab it and lace her fingers into it. ]

Yeah.

[ A test run, right? Right. ]

Just-- try not to be a horrible person.

[ Half jokingly said into his back. ]

[ingoodhans]

I can't help what comes naturally to me.

[ Hans laughs, gripping her hand in return. ]

But who knows, maybe I can try.

[snedronningen]

[she chuckles lightly. Okay the joking was better than all the serious talk]

Does this mean I have to take my shirt off again?

[halfway joking. Halfway how does friends with benefits]

[ingoodhans]

You don't have to do anything.

[ Hans chuckles, rubbing his fingers over her hand. ]

If you want to just sit and... talk. We can talk.

[ That'll help with his "problem," anyway. ]

[snedronningen]

[she nods against his back, fingers tugging at his still. Huh. Wow. This was weird wasn't it? Weird in a good way--]

I understand, but I don't mind getting you off.

[really. That's just hard to say in a heated moment when a grown man is grinding his hips into yours like you were built for one another--]

I'm just not ready for-- [eurgh. It was hard to articulate] all the way.

[she felt like a middle schooler saying that]

[ingoodhans]

Really?

[ He's surprised to hear that, with how Elsa clammed up, but maybe she was just afraid of losing control? Hans can sympathize. ]

Will I get to return the favor later?

[snedronningen]

[ She'll squeeze him closer ]

Play your cards right and maybe.

[ she inhales here, gathering her confidence before crawling around to his front-- then lightly pressing her lips to his cheeks as she sits perched on the edge of the bed ]

I'm sorry for being so jumpy. I've just-- never done anything like this before.

[ A couple of kisses sure, but anything more than that? Nope. ]

[ingoodhans]

I figured as much.

[ Hans chuckles lightly, setting his arms around her waist. The naive, innocent-type never really gets very far with him, but Elsa is neither of those, clearly. ]

Your enthusiasm more than makes up for it, don't worry

[snedronningen]

[ She huffs softly, wanting to bring up that he was the one who got enthusiastic first-- he just dragged her into his madness. She presses her face into his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his arms around her. ] It just felt-- good.

[ Her fingers trace along the lines of his shirt idly-- remembering what was underneath. ]

[ingoodhans]

Well, that's good to know.

[ Hans strokes his hand down her back. Just the contact is good-- whatever Elsa might want to do can happen now or later. Whatever these "benefits" turn out to be, he plans to make the best of them. ]

If you feel good, I'll feel good. I'm easy like that.

[ Or at least, watching Elsa get off is pretty damn hot, okay. ]

4000 betches

[snedronningen]

[ She'll chuckle soft and low. ]

At least you admit to being easy.

[ She wonders what that makes her.


Though now she'll ask with a playful lilt to her voice ]

So... do friends with benefits get to have sleep overs?