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]

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.

[snedronningen]

[ 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.

[ingoodhans]

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.

[snedronningen]

[ 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. ]

[ingoodhans]

[ 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.

[snedronningen]

[ 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.

[ingoodhans]

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?

[snedronningen]

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. ]

[ingoodhans]

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.

[snedronningen]

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. ]

[ingoodhans]

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.

[snedronningen]

Help me.

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

[ingoodhans]

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. ]

[snedronningen]

[ And she'll slowly drag them off, adjusting her positioning and letting the skin of her hands run along him slowly. ]

I suppose I'm over-dressed now, aren't I?

[ She'll run her hand back up his leg and press it to his hip.... you get to decide whether the shirt or her pants go bro ]

[ingoodhans]

I'd say so, yes.

[ Hans keeps his eyes on Elsa's hands the entire time, each touch of hers sending pleasant shivers up his skin. As long as she keeps touching him like that, he'll do anything she wants. Ah, so fickle is man. ]

You were doing well enough earlier. [ He reaches around with his free hand, teasing at the hem of her shirt. ] I lose my pants, you lose your shirt. Sounds like a fair deal, yeah?

[snedronningen]

Fair's fair, I suppose.

[ Her fingers ghost along his length through the thin fabric of his underwear. ]

Though I suppose that would mean I'd have to get you off three times now.

[ there's an impish smile pulling at her lips ]

[ingoodhans]

Sounds like we could be here a while.

[ Not that he's complaining. Far from it, in fact. Man, if Elsa made him come 3 times, he'd probably ask her to marry him.

Well, if they weren't doing the whole "friends with benefits" thing. Because as far as benefits go, that's pretty damn great. Especially when it means he can slide his hand under the back of her shirt and pull up, coaxing the shirt up her back. ]

[snedronningen]

Well, it is a sleep over.

[ Now Hans is gonna have a really fucked up idea of sleepovers, but whatever. She didn't care.

The shirt comes off and she's exposed to the chilly air again and before he has too much time to familiarize himself again, she shifts her position so she's sitting right on his thighs-- then using a hand pushes him to lay back on the bed. ]

Now, if I remember correctly, you were pleasuring yourself?


[ Yup. She's gonna sit on top of you and watch. ]

[ingoodhans]

Not if we don't sleep, it isn't.

[ Yeah.... Hans is gonna need help making friends. Good thing he's the kind of asshole that's hard to like. Friends won't exactly be lining up to make nice.

The bed is nice, though. Maybe this time they can stay on track and not... get cold feet again. As long as Hans doesn't turn out to be the one with cold feet. Hans looks up at Elsa as he returns his hand to his dick, sliding his palm over the underside, through the thin layer of his briefs. ]

More to your liking now?

[snedronningen]

Beautiful.

[ And she truly is eating up the sight of him, stroking himself, laid out on his back prone-- he really was gorgeous like this. She could give him some inspiration as a reward. He certainly did enjoy her breasts, and he had a way he liked to touch them-- so she'll try imitating that. Running her hands up her body slowly, then cupping her breasts and pushing them together. She felt a bit odd-- but she's searching for his reaction ]

How am I doing?

[ingoodhans]

You're...

[ Oh, no, just the sight of Elsa touching herself like that makes Hans' back arch, his mouth going dry. He strokes himself up to the tip, working himself up to the sight of her. That's what she wanted, right? Because... ]

You're doing very well.

[snedronningen]

Is that all?

[ Her thumbs work over her nipples until they're erect. She squeezes and teases, even grind herself against his thighs, enjoying the sight of him struggling to take a steady breath ]

[ingoodhans]

You're fantastic.

[ She's a natural. At... slumber parties. And showing off those sweet assets of hers. Hans can't stand it, his hips begin to rut into his hand, fingers sliding under the waistband to slide his underwear the rest of the way down. ]

I would just about kill to feel you closer...

[snedronningen]

Seems a little extreme.

[ Though her breath will catch at the sight of him. Her hips roll forward on him and she definitely wants him between her legs. She runs her tongue across her lips, her mouth is dry and she's trying to speak ]

I want to see all of you.

[ Strangely, that doesn't come out as a request, but a demand. ]

[ingoodhans]

Not for this.

[ Hans breathes sharp, swallowing his groans and biting his lip to try and stifle the sound. He'd do whatever she asked, as long as she looks like that and feels like this. He complies easily, rolling his hips and working off his shirt as quick as he can. Sadly, pulling off your t-shirt in a hurry isn't the most efficient thing. Ugh, why didn't he wear a button-down today? ]

I could use a little help...?