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]

[Okay. Look.

You can't just come into his house and call him out like this.

Especially when he has no ground to refute it. Except, well----






His anger.]

I've protected many who aren't my friends out of necessity. Is everyone you protect automatically a "friend"?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ But sir that's his job ]

Not all... sometimes they're the friends of my friends.

But as for the rest, yes.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'm your rival first. Before anything.

Friendship crumbles as soon as there are competing interests.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ SURE, JAN. He could call Intensity out on how utterly wrong he is, but it's probably clear enough to both of them.

Instead, he pockets the phone so he can trail his fingers up the back of Intensity's neck. ]

Oh? Does that mean rivals are safe from competing interests?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[The tension seeps out of him like a deflating balloon as King's fingers trace up his neck.

Sir.

Sir, please.

He is trying to be angry and indignant here.]

Safe is the wrong word. By definition, any obstacle is meant to be overcome.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Just as planned. Nor do the fingers stop, tangling into his hair. ]

Safe by stubborn effort rather than simple circumstance, in other words.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Grits his teeth even as the motion relaxes him more.

It's embarrassing, really. How skillfully King is able to handle him]

Simple is for people who want an easy path.

When it's not easy, they place blame on everything other than themselves and then eventually give up.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ If King couldn't handle him, they would have bad ended by now. Multiple times over. ]

Mm... well, I won't pretend it hasn't been a challenge, but I guess that's ideal.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Huffs, with considerably less irritation]

I feel like this another friendship lecture. But I suppose this is another instance of the winner getting to say his peace.

[puzzlekeeper]

You're right. I did win.

Which means if you'd rather do less talking . . .

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

After the air hockey game would have been the time for pining you down and defiling you on the altar. Defeating some has-been-would-be god would have been a close second.

But now---?

[Scoffs]

Friendship and teamwork is your kink, not mine.

[puzzlekeeper]

Oh? Not interested? What a pity.

[ Casually moving off his lap, then. ]

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Abort abort ABORT.

Not the expected outcome.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Which means King gets about two and a half steps away before Intensity attempts to yank him back into his lap]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He is as easy to yank as ever, and somehow stops himself from laughing. ]

Unless I was mistaken?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Either you're being purposefully obtuse, or this is also a kink for you.

[puzzlekeeper]

That depends. What's "this"?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

The chase.

[And he leans in, curling a lock of King's bang around his finger]

Given just enough wiggle room so that you can get away, only to be reeled back in on your terms. Again and again and again.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Smirks, also leaning in ]

I thought that was made obvious a long time ago.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Worship kink.

[And he tilts his head to "reverently" (King will feel that spreading smirk) place a kiss against his forehead.]

Chase kink.

[His arms slide down his body, one under King's thighs and one around the small of his back.]

Soft kink.

[And he hoists the tiny spitfire in the air as he stands up, taking one step toward the altar]

Let's see how many we can hit at once.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He laughs, the amusement at being hauled up cancelling out what might have been a huff otherwise.

His arms loop around the back of Intensity's neck. ]

"Soft"? Really?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He carefully takes the few steps to get to the edge of the altar, leaning down to drape King on top of it. Mind the cold surface - he did remove the blanket for His Excellency's red carpet.]

You disagree?

Or perhaps you have another word for it.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He shifts a bit, wings unfurling like they're trying to avoid touching the marble. ]

I'm questioning whether that counts as a "kink."

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What's a kink then?

[He braces one knee against the altar, before using that to push himself up and over King so he's straddling him.

And he plants both palms down next to King's head.]

If not something that uniquely enhances the experience for you.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Smirking up at Intensity as he's boxed in ]

Mm... well, I guess that's true, isn't it?

But I think my appreciation goes beyond the bedroom.