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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[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]