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[memedog]

THE (compulsory) SEX DICE GAME

For whatever reason, perhaps to spice up your love life, perhaps to spice up your day, or perhaps because you've been kidnapped or need to play it to save the world (we don't judge), you have before you a few sets of special dice, and an obligation to play the game out to some sort of finish.

Strap in and remember it's

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2014!Castiel | Supernatural

[heavenonhigh]

[soulparchment]

[She trusts Cas' understanding of the mechanics involved -- it's her own comprehension she's a bit less than certain about. His hands curl around her waist, and she leans into the touch. She silently decides that skin on skin like this is pleasant, nice, makes her want more as emerald green dances in sparks across her vision.

She leans in, kisses him as their lips meet softly. She lets Cas nudge her body back until her knees hit the bed. Maybe not presumptuous, but it is that quiet hint of exactly where this is heading. She doesn't mind, she doesn't think. Pleasure, something that feels good is definitely a hopeful thing.

She nods, letting her body sink down onto the bed, leaning back on her elbows so she can look up at him. Yeah, okay, so her heart's racing, but she's not really well-acquainted with sex. This is all good so far; nice, pleasant, a soft exhale of breath, smiling up at Cas just a little uncertainly.]

Rofl Cas is like >:| CORSETS HOW DO?

[heavenonhigh]

[If there's one thing Cas is all about, it's pleasure. Arianna settles herself on the bed, props her body up on her elbows and he leans down, presses his lips to hers again briefly before pulling away to nose at her neck, drag his mouth down and over her collarbone

lolol. :D Modern corsets amuse Ari. She likes them. xP

[soulparchment]

[Arianna murmurs, a low sigh humming on her lips as Cas' lips brush against hers, and then drag against her neck, and down over her collarbone. She likes this, the way the absinthe sparks green at the low glint of light in his cabin, the way that his hands are warm against her soft skin, sparking heat in her body

Corsets in general are lovely c:

[heavenonhigh]

[He grins against her skin at the reaction he's getting- it's what he'd been aiming for, after all. His eyes dart up meet hers, darker than they had been, slightly hooded and clouded with lust; he likes to touch, and her reaction only adds to the desire burning low in his gut. It's made even more pleasant by the fog of the absinthe swirling around in his head, green and sparkling, and he shifts his body up, rests his hand at her inner thigh as he noses at her neck.]

Your roll.

[He's half joking- he's more than willing to forget the dice and just go with it, but he wouldn't say no to another roll or two, just because. He presses soft kisses to the side of her neck as he waits for her decision; he's not about to waste time at this point.]