Never Ever (open RP post)

[ordainedbarkeep]

This is some kind of place between places. A land where anyone can meet anyone else, and friendships can form between people who would never have reason to meet each other.

At the moment, it's the resting place for the Laughing Toadstool, the bar that Iren owns and runs. Don't think about it too hard.

The place is closed for business tonight, as a more private gathering is occurring. At Iren's urging, the furniture has arranged itself into a rough circle of seating. In the center of the seating area is a snack table covered with various bits of finger food which Iren, being the priestess of the god of hospitality, spent all day making herself. It's all delicious. There is also an open bar for those who want a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. The seats are an eclectic collection of couches and stools and chairs and cushions and blankets. The whole setup is really very cozy and intimate.

A chalkboard has been propped up along the edge of the seating area, on which the rules of the game have been written:

STRIP NEVER HAVE I EVER
1: Each of us take turns listing something we have never done with the phrasing "Never Have I Ever _____".
2: If someone lists something they have never done and you HAVE done it, you must take off an article of clothing.
3: Socks, shoes, earrings, and other items that come in pairs must be taken off in pairs. No taking off one sock at a time.
4: We keep playing until everyone is naked (or we get bored).
5: Don't feel limited to only taking one turn, if things feel like they're slowing down too much.
6: There are a few spare beds upstairs, should anyone need them, for whatever reason. =)

No one who is invited to this gathering is a stranger to everyone else (If nothing else, feel free to assume you have met Iren before.). No one was forced to come against their will. Everyone was aware that this would involve naked people. Everyone invited is an adult. Iren prides herself as a hostess, and has gone to great efforts to ensure that only people who are actually interested in such an event were invited.

IN SHORT: Let's learn a little thing or two about each other while getting sexy in here.

Comments

[curse_of_boy]

[His face is pretty flush, especially because he is thinking of a few choice things she could be doing. He eventually settles on one that sounds reasonable enough.]

Maybe a kiss?

[Not too big of a leap, and in theme with the kind of game this was supposed to be.]

[handsonapproach]

Granted.

[She leans down - at 193cm, Sunrise towers over a compact boy like Ranma - and parts her lips, pulling him closer.]

[curse_of_girl]

[Ranma let out a soft gasp as he's pulled in for that kiss. He admittedly wasn't expecting something so deep, but he wasn't complaining. He braced his hands on Sunrise's shoulders and returns the kiss as best he can.

It's probably clumsy compared to her experience, but Ranma is a fairly fast learner.]

[handsonapproach]

[Sunrise has plenty to teach. She holds him in the kiss for what could be a five seconds or five minutes, tongue darting teasingly past his lips, baiting him to take charge.

When she finally releases him, she looks over the boy with an approving nod.]

You're not bad.

[curse_of_girl]

[It's easy to guide Ranma along, and soon he is taking charge. A hand even slides down to rest on her hip as he kisses her enthusiastically.

When she pulls back, he's panting a little, but smiling despite his bright red blush.]

Thanks, so are you. Uh, my name's Ranma, by the way.

[He doesn't step away from her, enjoying how close they were.]

[handsonapproach]

Flawless Desert Sunrise. You can call me Sunrise.

[She licks the remains of his taste from her lips, smiling back. She's not moving away either.]

Do you often introduce yourself to strange women with a kiss?

[curse_of_girl]

Wow, talk about fitting names.

[Because she was definitely gorgeous, confident and seemed to represent her homeland pretty well.]

Ah, no, not really. Been kissed by surprise once or twice, but I'm usually avoiding those suitors I mentioned before. Part of hanging around here is so I can have some more freedom about that.

[It wasn't like Ranma hated all the women after his hand, but having a decision forced upon him was very different.]

[handsonapproach]

I see. Looking for something with less... attachment?

[curse_of_girl]

Maybe. I don't think it has to be a lack of emotional attachment, just not something that will alter the rest of my life.

[handsonapproach]

Well then, how about just taking things a moment at a time?

[She reaches down to the hand he had resting on her hip - and slides it firmly onto her ass.]

What would you do right now, with no long term consequences?

[curse_of_girl]

[Oh, wow, this was moving quickly, but Ranma wasn't complaining.]

What would I do?

[He decided to answer with actions rather than words. The hand on her ass gives her a firm squeeze, and the hand still on her shoulder pulls her in for another kiss. Taking lessons learned, he took the lead in the kiss right away.]

[handsonapproach]

[The boy is a quick study for sure. Good.

She closes her eyes and leans into the kiss, hands wandering over his body, feeling his well-muscled chest, back, abs, ass--wait, that's more than two hands. She hasn't let go of his shoulders, but there are at least three, four... close to a dozen hands on him, now?]

[curse_of_girl]

[Ranma moaned into the kiss as she started to touch him in turn. His body responded before his mind caught up to the fact he was being touched by more than two hands. Already beginning to grow hard.

Once his mind does catch up to it, he lets out a gasp, his eyes going a bit wide in surprise.

Did Sunrise have more hands than he thought? He tries to see where the hands are coming from without breaking the kiss just yet, but if he can't see them from here, he would stop the kiss to look.]

[handsonapproach]

[No extra arms coming off her that he can see... in fact, other than her two regular arms, there's nothing visible at all even when he looks exactly where he feels hands on him, save for maybe a faint shimmer in the air.]

Something wrong?

[curse_of_girl]

Not wrong exactly. I'm feeling some extra hands on me. That something you're doing?

[It was fine if it was, he'd just like some answers about who was feeling him up. He'd met people with extra arms before and things like that. Though, this seemed different.

He could pick up the very faint shimmer if he focused, but that didn't really give him any answers.]

[handsonapproach]

Is that all? Yes, it's me.

[She gave his pecs an invisible squeeze for emphasis.]

Shall we get back to it?

[curse_of_girl]

Oh! Then yeah. I'll have some questions about that later, though.

[For now, no reason to bog down what was happening with talk about powers. He kisses her intently, making up for the time spent talking by way of some extra enthusiasm.

He now groped her ass with both hands now, pulling her as close as he could with their height difference.]

[handsonapproach]

There'll be plenty of time for answers after we have our fun.

[She hums approvingly at his enthusiasm as their kiss resumes, especially when his other hand finds its way to her ass.

A dozen telekinetic hands hold the boy up as she half-climbs on top of him, all but lifting his feet off the floor, straddling his knee as her weight presses down on him in their new, suddenly near-horizontal orientation.]

[curse_of_girl]

[There are soft noises of surprise as he's suddenly horizontal. There was a time he'd be annoyed at for her for manhandling him, but all he mumbles out between kissing is]

Maybe we should get a bedroom?

[Mostly not wanting to incur their host's wrath for getting too spicy right here when she had rooms upstairs.]

[handsonapproach]

Let's.

[Rather than pull away and let him walk, she actually carries Ranma up the stairs, still on top of him. Perks of telekinesis: not having to take a break from the fun when it's time to get a room.]

[curse_of_girl]

[There's another soft gasp from him as she begins to carry them both upstairs. Pretty handy.

He rewards her efforts with even more enthusiasm, not only kissing and groping, but even grinding his firm erection against her.]

[handsonapproach]

[That hard shaft deserves special attention. She shifts position slightly as she lays him on the bed, the door shutting behind them with yet another unseen hand, and takes his member in her actual flesh-and-blood hand, stroking it gently.

And apparently she's not limited to hands, because he feels something like a mouth pressing its lips - her lips, almost a perfect replica of the very pair he's been getting acquainted with up above - on his balls.

Without the others watching to hold them back, she is going to absolutely devour this boy.]

[curse_of_girl]

[Her stroking earns her more moans from Ranma, as he presses himself against that warm hand.

When he felt lips against another part of him, he didn't even have to ask where they came from. He was already familiar with how those full, luscious lips felt in intimate detail.

Ranma did decide to get to know more of her. One of his hands slid up to grope one of her breasts. Unfortunately, he only had two hands to work with. He would have to ask Sunrise later if her trick was a skill he could learn.]

[handsonapproach]

[She leans into his touch, moaning right into his mouth and grinding against his knee as he feels her up.

Inside that mouth down below feels just like her real tongue, even if it doesn't actually leave any saliva behind.

Sadly he probably wouldn't have much luck learning this particular trick unless he got himself an Infernal Exaltation... but she was having plenty of fun just enjoying his very fit body, with or without any special techniques.]

[curse_of_girl]

[Feeling her grind against his knee, he raises his leg to give her more friction.

Ranma does have to pull back from the kiss eventually, panting for breath as he continued to moan from the intense attention all around him.]

Sunrise... you're amazing.

[At least Ranma was used to doing his best to keep up when his partner had some intense techniques. Just, usually that was for fighting, not fucking.]