La passion, la passion, how I love la passion

[thatched]

Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Isla de la Passion
When: September 30th-October 4th
What: Could also be called 'attack of the sex pollen', so draw your own conclusions.
Warnings: Heavy snogging to rampant smut, most like. Proceed with caution.
Style: Sexy
Status: Closed ironically





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[haruta_xii]

[She shifted to lean half her back into him, watching the flowers. She missed it all the first night. It was kind of cool. At least since taking what ever the hell that was they gave her, she's been feeling great as it was.]

[She reached over and took the bottle from him, fingers gracing over his as she did. A soft purr as his other hand ran up her back.]

Mmm, I know I should have stayed inside, Princess. There's still time to escape, if you need to. Not that I mind. [She took another sip of wine and sighed. She didn't want to be alone, that's what the island didn't want, right? He could run, she'd fine somewhere else to go if she needed to.]

[thatched]

Never. [he took another swallow, longer this time, and bent a little to press a kiss to her warm hair]

Nakama stay together.

[his voice was rougher than he meant it to be, but it was true. He tried not to think about everything they'd lost. Tried not to think of why or it would make him furious. So instead he just kissed her hair again]

Even if we just are like this, stay by my side.

[haruta_xii]

[Rougher then he meant, but the statement held a lot to it for her anyhow. the kiss to her hair made her smile and take a deep breath, a sigh, and the second kiss to her head made her turn to nuzzle up into his neck. Don't get furious. She's happy to be alive right now. Be happy too.]

Nakama stay together. [she said it much more softly, turning to lean into him once more, hand reaching out for the bottle.]

And I won't go anywhere if I can help it. By thy side. Always. [she leaned up to kiss him on the jaw, just above the curve of his face fuzz]

[thatched]

[it's called a beard, you wart. And a stylish one at that. But he shivered a little at the kiss. He knew why. Was this bad? Or good? He really couldn't tell what the outcome would be]

You know these flowers right? [he traced the fingers of his free hand along her jaw.] What they do?

[because maybe not and he didn't want...he didn't want things to get strange]

[haruta_xii]

[Highly stylish face fuzz that looks best with a green hair clippy. But we wont go into that now.]

Mmmhmm... [She replied, eyes closing a bit as his finger traced along her jaw. A Mmmm sounds continued there a moment too. Then she blinked, peeking up at him] I was told. It's why I was wandering tonight. [hoping to find Chandra, or Namur, or others she felt safe with. Thatch was one of them, but she isn't sure why she din't consider him with the other names she thought. He's pretty much perfect, and the same as she is.]

You think it'll be strange?

[thatched]

[he'll show you a hair clippy, frog cheeks. You'll wake up covered in them. But not right now]

Aye, a bit. On the other hand, [he traces her lower lip with his thumb, the sounds she made thrilling through him] it could be an adventure.

[but he'll wait for her to move up to meet him, mostly because if he tried to kiss her in this position he might end up straining his neck.]

[haruta_xii]

[Don't you dare.]

[She gave a little ha at his confession, that it might be a bit strange. It's true. It might be. Wouldn't be the first time she had the thought, but she'd never acted on it. He's a pillow for her more then anything. A brother.]

Mmm, maybe a bit. [she confessed as his thumb ran over her lower lip. Her tongue flicked at his thumb a moment, before she moved to kiss the pad of it, peeking up at him. Would it be weird? It's just Thatch, and that smile of his was intoxicating.]

[She took another sip of his wine, moving to stand between his legs and turn to face him, sitting the bottle on the bench near him, before returning one hand to her slender hips. Half cocked smirk on her face as she looked to him, level, standing close, free hand reaching to hook around the end of his yellow scarf, twisting into it a bit.] I like adventure.

[thatched]

[he may dare. What are you going to do about it? He takes another sip of wine himself and his breath hitches a small moment as she grabs his neckerchief.] I do too.

[and he leans down and kisses her lightly. A brush of lips. His face heating from the wine mostly and this was Haruta who was his amazing springy frog prince and who had sailed with Pops for longer than Thatch had. He had looked up to her in those days and still did. She was his pillow and his playmate and this was a little strange and a little dizzying but not...not bad]

[haruta_xii]

[A little strange but not disastrous. That same twisted up in the brain and heart feeling she gets around Namur isn't there at all. It's just warm. No second guessing her very action. No wondering if it's wrong. This is Thatch, one of her closest friends, a brother and a partner in crime. Brothel Tours together were a thing an it never really phased her.]

[A bit weird, but not bad. Not at all a mess like with Namur.]

[She leaned up into the kiss, just a bit, fingers tightening and pulling him forward just a bit. Maybe it was a bad idea to come out tonight, so soon, but this didn't feel like a bad idea. Maybe she was alone in that. It's just kissing Thatch. Hmm...]

[thatched]

[he returned the kiss, pulling her up and holding her against him with one arm so he could do this without getting a crick in his neck. It was so strange. He kissed her mouth a second time and a third, finally becoming bold to taste inside, flicking his tongue teasingly against hers. With his free hand he reaches into his pocket and then

clip

Have a muffled laugh against your lips]

[haruta_xii]

[Are you trying to say she's short? Huh? HUH? Not that she minded being this close to him. If she closed her eyes she could pretend it was someone else. but she didn't want to do that.]

[It was Thatch and that was okay. Her hand raised up to run fingers lightly down his jaw, feeling over the fancy chin fuzz. Her lips parted to his, lips catching his teasing tongue a moment--only to draw back and blink as he laughed against her lips.]

[A small gasp] That's so not fair! [she said with a soft chuckle, her hand reaching up to feel for the clip.] I was dragged off with out any of my own. [She said with a nip at his lower lip and a grin.] Idiot. [marked in the name of Thatch.]

[thatched]

[he chuckles]

It's not my fault you're not prepared. [he lifts her up a little further so he can kiss and nip at her neck, tickling it with his magnificently trimmed beard before sucking the skin here and there. He clicked his tongue and tried to find a sensitive spot to make her laugh]

What would Oyaji say?

[haruta_xii]

[well not only did he hit a good sensitive spot, but that comment made her laugh as well. her head tilted a bit, feeling the scratchy little fuzz face tickling her, and her arms wrapped around him neck a bit, keeping her close, but she was giggling through it.]

Best not to tell. Shh. [and she mmmm'ed back, nuzzling along his jaw.] Just a small secret.

[thatched]

Hmm. What other secrets should we keep?

[his hands were working on their own now it seemed, pulling her shirt from her belt and sliding his free hand against her bare back as he placed a slow kiss against the junction of her neck and shoulder]