Imeeji: IC Continuations

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Previous:
Speed Dating [Day 32]
Mistletoe Game [Day 71]
Social Bingo [Day 101]

Includes:
B's Fancy Dance [Day 102]
Kissing Game [Day 124]
Mistletoe 2 [Day 187]
Objective Game [Day 223]
Tokyo-F Stamp Rally (Age Up and Age Down Event) [Day 245]

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[carnivorouscarnival]

[ he beams at the forehead kissed, pleased. ]

You sure about that? There's a lot I can do without my hands.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

And you can't spill the cocoa.

How about that?

[carnivorouscarnival]

Alright.

Do your worst.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Well.

Since he's already lost some time, he doesn't need to waste anymore of it. So he starts with kissing Izumu - yes at this highly awkward angle.

And also putting his now chilled hands on his neck]

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ he kisses back with as much enthusiasm as he can manage from his rather disadvantageous angle. and when he feels Intensity's cold hands on his neck, a very noticeable shiver ripples through his entire body. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Shivers are not good enough to win the game. But it's a start.

So while keeping Izumu's mouth otherwise occupied, Intensity will trail his hands down his sides, looking quite pointedly for the hem of his shirt to see if he can gain access to some other areas of skin that would gain a favorable reaction.

Favorable to Intensity anyway]

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ the hem of his shirt is tucked away into his pants, but if you're determined to find it, it's not hard to slip under those either. guarded as he is (given the circumstances), he tenses when he feels Intensity's chilled hands slip under his clothes, but of course he doesn't move to stop him at all (given the circumstances). ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Why are goth clothes like this? It's so inconvenient.

But yes, Intensity will untuck it in the back, sliding one chilled hand (the flesh one even, not the metal one) up Izumu's spine.

All the while brushing his lips across Izumu's cheek so he can nip at his earlobe when he finally gets there]

[carnivorouscarnival]

—Hah...

[ his back arches in sync with the upward crawl of Intensity's hand, and the teeth on his earlobe earn a long, shaky breath that's visible in the cold air. but his fingers tighten around the mug he's holding, despite the distractions, like he is determined to keep at least his hands firmly in place. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Cute, Izumu. Cute.

He tongues at the mark made on the earlobe, while his hand settles between his shoulder blades. Before moving to lightly nip at his jaw and neck]

Cold...?

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ he lifts his chin as Intensity begins to work along his jawline. despite the pink in his cheeks (from the cold? the teasing? who can say), his voice sounds steady enough when he answers: ]

Thanks to someone. I thought you were supposed to be warming me up.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Intensity rests his metal hand on Izumu's thigh which does in fact start to get warmer and warmer. Not quite to the point of uncomfortable - but still very noticeable out in the snow.

Which he then drags up to Izumu's hip.]

My bad. Is that better?

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ his gaze drifts down to follow Intensity's metal hand, very conscious of the heat moving up his thigh. ]

Hm. You're getting warmer. In multiple senses.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And then trailing that hand across the small of his back before coming to rest smoothly on his other thigh]

I can't play too dirty.

We're in public.

[Said as if that actually mattered]

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ he makes a pleased rumble in his throat as the hand glides over his back, but otherwise he manages to keep still. ]

Since when do you care about that?