Tamsin's House of Sharp Things And Presently Not Enough Alcohol, Thursday Evening

[fjordicswagger]

For a couple of minutes, Tamsin had contemplated the idea of just opening up Town Hall for the party, but... what would be the point in that? People were fired up on hormones, people wanted to get laid, you needed a space small enough to get 'em close together. So to speak.

Also, this way she got free booze out of the deal, so-- win win.

She'd hung the black sheets back in front of the large store windows (partly to keep the light out, partly so it was slightly less obvious the house was technically a shop she was technically maybe squatting in). She'd tossed a ton of pillows and an old mattress on the floor, since she didn't actually have a sofa, per sé. The rooms upstairs were... well, okay, they were rooms.

And there was a table for incoming booze. With solo cups. Of course.

Perfect. Time for a party. If anyone had seen the posters...

[[ ocd incoming... up! adults only party is a go! eta: i should probably note browse responsibly, since there might be hints of nsfw in the comments at some point, i have no idea how this post will roll ]]

Comments

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

But why would he want to bring her down, when he could get her to go down so much easier? Though fighting worked as foreplay with Navaan (though, let's be real, everything worked as foreplay with Navaan), so if that was really how he wanted it to go, she could be accommodating.

Very accommodating. Extra accommodating.

"You could always get on me," Navaan offered, because when someone gave you an opening, you took it.

Yes, very dirty.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[vdistinctive]

Fighting was definitely not not foreplay for Eliot. Just ask Mikel.

"If that's the way you prefer it, darlin'," he said, grinning. "I'm pretty easy."

Especially today.

Re: Arrive/Mingle

[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

And Mikel would just roll her eyes and say he'd never have gotten the cuffs on any other way.

"I prefer you getting off on me, too," Navaan said, cheerful. "And, what? Like there's some benefit in being difficult?"

She gave him a lascivious smile, waggling her eyebrows. "I hear there are benefits to being hard, though."