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]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Hn?

I changed my mind. Maybe there is merit in regaining some memories.

[puzzlekeeper]

Of course this is the memory you like.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What?

They thought they could hurt you and yours? Called your bluff.

I feel no remorse for those that extend themselves beyond their means without fully understanding the gravity of their choices.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ "They just broke a school festival booth" says no one in this church, because there are no sane people in this church. ]

Well, obviously. That's one thing that's never going to change.

... And he asked for it.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[There have never been sane people in this church.]

Exactly.

[And another kiss is pressed against King's jaw]

And yet you look so disgruntled. You should be pleased.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ If only he'd known this is what it takes to get Intensity hot and bothered ]

I'm questioning the setup of the game. Just a little.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[The literal worst turn-on.

As he places the next kiss behind King's ear]

What else were you going to use a steel plate for? Only so much room for creativity at that point.

[puzzlekeeper]

That's true.

[ He tilts his head into this kiss, apparently accepting the thematically concerning horniness at this point. ]

It could have easily blown up in my face, though.

[ Literally. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just laughs against his skin]

Impossible.

That would have meant you losing.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Chuckling a bit under his breath. ]

Yes, stroking my ego will get you everywhere.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Stroking his ego, huh? Intensity responds by dragging his hands up King's sides]

As your rival, you're only allowed to lose to me.

All the other losers are barely worth crushing under your heel.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He laughs, squirming a little ]

It's starting to sound like I'd better buy the next memory, before we get carried away.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Game.

Make outs with King.

Game.

Make outs with King.

That's like having to choose between his two favorite ice cream flavors (if he liked ice cream).]

Sounds like a you problem.

[And proceeds to show no signs of stopping his wandering fingers]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Capturing those wandering fingers with his own. ]

After I win this bet, you can do that as much as you like for a solid week.

1/3

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Lacing their fingers together]

You're going to regret...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Wait]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Huffs]

I'm not losing.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Laughing at that slip-up like the asshole he is.

And using his free hand to hit the "buy memory" button.

Uh oh, it's rival feelings time. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[As if it wasn't rival feelings time 24/7!!!

But oh.

He's cheerleading for King. "Cheerleading." To beat god. So they can fight against each other in the tournament.

If that isn't peak romance, then I dunno what----?






Hey!

Did that memory really leave off on a cliffhanger?

...

Also, if this was supposed to stop him from wanting to throw down his rival and take him on the altar again, this hilariously is not the way to do it. Huffing, Intensity shifts uncomfortably underneath King.

Maybe he could just---]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Yeah, about that.

Listen.

He just relived the whole thing, emotions and all.

So nobody can blame him for twisting in Intensity's lap so he can shove him back against the pew and furiously kiss him.

No one expects a suckerpunch of past life rival feelings in the middle of present rival feelings!! ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[I---

This is probably not how the duel ended -- is the last coherent thought Intensity has before he is thoroughly kissed. Fine by him, the past is stupid a n y w a y!

He threads his fingers through King's hair, gripping tight and ankle catching King's to reel him in closer---

Yes. Yes!

This is what he was after. His fucking hot unbeatable, untameable rival.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ King is still determined to win this duel. He's just-- momentarily distracted.

Priorities!

Remembering such a low point, and then being forcibly hauled up by Intensity whether he lieks it or not -- that's fitting, isn't it? They really have done this dance across multiple universes and time periods.

And they've always been rivals, waiting for no one but each other.

Yes -- what a rare, nice, affirming memory that is.

Intensity's reward is King attempting to steal the very air from his lungs. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Priorities!

Intensity doesn't quite understand the source of the enthusiasm, but he'll take it. Greedily even.

He nips on King's lower lip and grips at any expanse of clothing he can reach, pulling him flush against again him.

Multiple universes, indeed.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Listen. They both have their turn-ons.

King chuckles low under his breath as Intensity pulls him closer, speaking the next words without bothering to pull away. ]

So you were saving yourself for me even in a past life.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He catches King's lower lip between his teeth, no fangs to make that truly a stinging sensation. But he manages well enough.]

I only have one worthy rival. Only one person ignite a fire that hot inside me.

[Fingers curl against his shoulderblades, stroking the juncture between wings and flesh.]

Saving myself? Ha!

That makes it sound so passive.

I've chased you the moment I saw you for two lifetimes now.