funtimes @ chris' house
[this is a continuation of the party already in action. only some important actual rp at the end beyond the LJ cut if you don't want to read]
Chris: *sits cross-legged on the floor* So, looks like everyone else has called it a night. Anyone want to play a game?
George: *hands Pike a beer and sits down at his feet, leaning against them* What've you got in mind?
Spock: [is thinking this corner of the couch is way too comfy to bother getting out of] .............game?
Zach: *walks out of the kitchen, puts another mudslide into Spock's hand* ...This better not be what I think it is, Pine.
Chris: *smirks* Well, Twister was brought up earlier...
Karl: *gleeful grin* That better be exactly what you think it is, Quinto.
Bones: *isn't sure what's going on* *IS SURE that its a bad idea*
Jim: What's Twister? *grins, beer in hand*
Jo: I've never played twister...*speculative look, still blushes whenever she looks at Quinto a little*
Spock: [something cold in his hand...chocolate drink. sips.]
Chris: *grins* It's the most awesome game EVER. *shakes out the mat and places it in the middle of the floor*
Jim: ... *eyes the mat* Why does that mat say otherwise?
Spock: ....The dots are different colours, sir.
Jim: Thank you Captain Obvious.
George: At least he's not so drunk he's colorblind?
Spock: Chocolate intake does not affect colour perception in Vulcans, George.
George: I'll keep that in mind. Hey Quinto, you got anymore of those?
Zach: *thumb back towards the kitchen* Some left in the blender.
Chris: See, everyone gets to spin. And whatever color/body part combination you land on, you have to put that body part on the appropriate dot.
Spock: .............for what purpose?
Jo: Sounds like a mess. *grins slightly* Fun though.
Chris: The lady's right. It's a gigantic mess. But fun.
Zach: I dunno how we're supposed to play Twister with a Vulcan in the group. Why don't we do something less touchy-feely? Like Spin the Bottle. Or Never Have I Ever?
Karl: ...You don't consider Spin the Bottle 'touchy-feely'?
Bones: Yeah, cause Spin the Bottle is less touchy feely
Karl: Hivemind!
Bones: *hi-fives otherself*
Chris: Well... less full-body contact, but yeah. Still touchy feely.
Spock: ............? [oblivious/confused]
George: Plus, it would be fairer to Chris...my Chris. *kisses Pike's hand*
Pike: Very considerate of you. *mentally facepalming at these youngun shenanigans*
Zach: *whispers to Spock* It involves a lot of bodily contact. Specially hands.
Spock: I question your sense of propriety, Mr. Quinto. [sips this mudslide that might be more than his second? third?]
Zach: ....Zach. Mr. Quinto is my father.
Jim: *to Chris* I think we need a bottle then. Have an empty liquor one?
George: *finishes his beer* Here.
Bones: *offers one*
Chris: Only about a hundred, I think. *grins at all of the offers*
Spock: Your license had the name "Quinto" and you can be referred to as "Mr.", and therefore it is a proper title..........though Zachary is an unusual name...[ponders this; another sip]
Zach: Um, how do know my license has that? Zachary isn't unusual. Spock's weirder than that.
Chris: *spins one of the empty bottles experimentally, discarding it and trying another* Okay, so are we all in, then?
Spock: Do you know how many newborns carry my given name now? [prods him in the shoulder] Three-hundred and two.
Zach: Well aren't you some Vulcan hero now?
Bones: *SNORTS*
Jim: *covers his mouth to hide a huge grin*
George: I'm in.
Spock: ....... [chocolate, mm] What is this activity, Mr. Pine?
Zach: *wonders if the cinnamon he added in there will do anything*
Jo: You spin the bottle and kiss who it lands on.
Chris: Again, the lady is correct. *grins at Jo*
Spock: [Zach'll find out in a little bit] ...............
Karl: You'll get the hang of it, I'm sure.
Jo: *sticks tongue out teasingly at Chris* I'm for it. *is just drunk enough to think this is a good idea*
Jim: *glances at Jo, at Bones, wondering. Looks at George, wonders more*
Chris: It works best if we're in a circle, so gather around, whoever's playing. *to Pike* You're good where you are, sir, if you'd rather not sit in the floor.
Spock: [is reluctant to move from the couch]
Pike: Nah, I can manage it. Just don't expect any acrobatics. *slides down to the floor and stretches his legs out*
Zach: *gets up briefly enough to grab another drink, puts it on the floor, then walks over to Spock* Come on, don't you want to play? *that smoking eye to eye look, offers out his hand with a teasing smile*
Spock: [eyes that hand] ....your actions are illogical. [grabs his hand, controlled slinking to the floor while balancing his drink]
Zach: *little squeeze, helps Spock down* I'm only human.
Spock: Excuses.
Bones: *still in his chair* I might sit this one out...
Spock: Leonard. There is no adequate reason for you to abstain.
Jim: *to himself* Damn if I'm letting a chance for you and Karl to make out.
Chris: *big pleading eyes* Come on, it'll be fun.
George: Get your butt down and play, Bones.
Bones: *looks at Jim and Chris* *deep breath* *slides on the floor next to Pike*
Jim: *pleased*
Zach: Hey Birthday Boy, you get to spin first.
Spock: [leeeeans against his Leonard, who has a sense of propriety.]
Karl: All right. Here we go. *leans forward with a slightly evil grin and spins the bottle* Annnd...
Bottle: *spinspinspin --- Chris*
Karl: *eyebrow* Piiiiine. My first victim!
Chris: *watches the bottle slow and stop with a wicked grin* Okay, then. *licks lips*
Jim: *nudges Bones' foot with his own, brow waggle*
Spock: [approves. even though they are people-who-look-like-but-are-not-his-mates.]
Bones: *looks back at Jim and grins* You are bad...
Karl: I'm the birthday boy. You have to come get me. *leans back on his hands and waits, like a challenge*
Jim: *nods several times with a huge grin*
Chris: *teases Karl* You do remember how to play, old man? *bats eyelashes then gives an exaggerated sigh* If you insist. *gets up on his knees, leaning over to kiss Karl slowly*
Karl: *curls a hand around the back of his neck and kisses deeper, doesn't believe in going halves with anything, even party games*
Zach: *glances away slightly while everyone is staring at them*
Bones: *wonders if that is what they look like - it is kinda hot*
Jim: *grins and takes a long drink of his beer* No wonder people like watching us do that Bones...
Spock: [makes special note of Zach's look away]
Jo: *smiles slightly at it*
Chris: *makes a surprised noise, taking Karl's lead and deepening the kiss*
Karl: *man can kiss. Somehow, unsurprising.* --mwwwwwah. *pulls away with an exaggerated sound and smiles, a little flushed despite himself* Not bad, Pine. Not bad at all.
Jim: ....unf.
Bones: *staring, takes another long drink*
Chris: *sits back on his heels, panting a little* Couldn't just give you a peck on the cheek for your birthday, after all. *grins, blushing bright pink and trying to ignore it*
Zach: *looks back* So... who's up next? Don't you go, Pine?
Chris: *clears throat, slipping back into his place* Yeah, it's me. *reaches for the bottle and spins* And the winner is....
Bottle: *turn turn turn, tell us the lesson we should --- Spock*
Spock: .... [prods his Leonard] The bottle is pointing at me.
Bones: Yes, Spock, it is. You need to kiss him now, and not with the fingers.
Chris: *laughs* Or we can meet halfway, whichever you'd prefer.
Jo: Why not with the fingers? Chris hasn't finger kissed yet...
Jim: Why not both at the same time?
Chris: *crawls over to Spock* Sounds fair to me. You'll have to show me how to finger kiss, though...
Spock: It is fairly simple. [grabs one of his hands to demonstrate, sliding his fingers over the back of his hand and fingers, then curling it around to press their palms together and intertwine their hands] Like so.
Jim: Shit look at that, Vulcan porn right there.
Spock: Is that a complaint, Jim?
Jim: Hell no.
Chris: *tilts his head, watching intently* Like this? *copies Spock*
Spock: ...yes. [feels warm and yet confused at this not-jim. then grabs him for a more human kiss and curiosity's sake, but squeezes his hand at the same time.]
Karl: *stare, sips his drink -- the hand thing is actually rather hot*
Chris: *blinks and kisses him back, intrigued by the warmth*
George: *thinks this is rather hot, leans against Chris*
Jim: ...Is it like me, Spock? *curious*
Chris: *slides his fingers against Spock's again, curious*
Zach: *finds this easier to watch, studying the hand thing*
Spock: [shivers, letting out a breath] ...no. It lacks the bond. But the touch is...remarkably similar. In all other respects.
Bones: *coughs at mention of the bond*
Jim: *tenses slightly*
Chris: *confused* ...Bond?
Zach: *has clue* ...like... a bond bond?
Karl: What's a bond bond?
Zach: Like, the Vulcans have? Pon farr and stuff? *evidently is the only one who reads fanfic*
Bones: *hands the bottle to Spock* SPIN
Jo: *looked like they went all out during their Ponfarr...huh*
Chris: *slips back to his spot*
Spock: You are remarkably well-read, Mr. Quinto. [SPINS because Bones told him to]
Karl: *opens his mouth to say something, then closes it again.*
Chris: But I thought... *glances at Jim and Bones and shuts his mouth*
Bottle: *spinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnny --- ...points at Spock again*
Bones: *SNORTS LOUD*
Jim: ...Does that mean Spock has to make out with his hand?
Bones: You could do that hand thing, you know... to yourself.
George: Spock can't kiss himself. Spin again, Spock.
Spock: ..... [is not going to kiss himself, or masturbate with his hands no matter what his silly and ill-mannered bondmates say, so spins again with a different amount of applied torque]
Bottle: *spin!spin!spin! --- Jo*
Jo: *BLUSHES*
Bones: *TWITCHES and looks at Spock*
Jim: *documentary voice* ...and here we have the father we've nick named 'Bones' leveling a glare at the potential mate for his daughter we've decided to call "Joanna'. Note the tension in Bones as he grows instantly protective.
Spock: [is oblivious of few things in the universe but joanna's crush history is, sadly, one of them] Do not give me that look, Leonard. Your culture possess many forms of platonic kisses.
Jo: *glowers at Bones* Want me to go over there Spock?
Bones: *is possessing a fatherly glare right now*
Chris: *helpful tone* Might want to mind the tongue, man.
Zach: *just laughs* NICE, Pine.
Jo: *swats Chris on the shoulder* Shush you.
Pike: *shakes head in amusement*
Karl: *snickering*
Spock: I shall move, Joanna. [crawls forward, and gives her a completely PLATONIC LEONARD STOP THAT GLARING peck on the cheek.]
Jo: *kisses Spock's cheek back*
Karl: Awww.
Jim: *is it THE hypo? :3*
Bones: *it is not, hush you*
Jim: *will not be quiet unless Bones produces a ball gag*
Jo: *glares at Bones and reaches to give the bottle a spin*
Spock: [takes his drink back from Zach and sips.]
Bottle: *HOLYSHITI'MSPINNING -- George*
George: *laughs* *kisses Jo on the other cheek*
Bones: *glares at George*
Jo: *smiles and kisses George back* Don't upset Dad. His nerves are delicate. Like spun sugar. And he's an asshole.
George: *Chides* Don't talk about your Dad like that.
George: *Spins the bottle*
Bottle: *Iwasnotmeanttobedoingthis --- Chris*
Chris: *chuckles* Looks like I'm busy tonight.
Bones: *homg it looks like his son*
Jim: ........*AWKWARD*
George: *laughs* Does indeed. *scoots over to Chris and leans in for a kiss*
Spock: [is not sure how he feels about this. . . but wow, look at that.]
Chris: *hesitates*
George: *Strokes finger along Chris' cheekbone* As much as you want.
Spock: [that cinnamon took a really inopportune time to activate. siiiiips.]
Jim: *FUCKING AWKWARD*
Chris: *tilts head, considering, then kisses him chastely on the lips*
George: *returns and smile, then musses Chris' hair**offers him future chapstick* You might need this.
Pike: *well, that was slightly bizarre*
Chris: *takes the chapstick and settles back into place, reaching for his bottle and taking a long drink*
Jim: *just finishes his bottle*
Zach: ...Huh. Well. That was... Jim, how about something to drink?
Jim: ....vodka. Or something. Something strong.
George: Bring me some of that mudslide if you're getting up please? *bats eyes at Zach*
Chris: ... one for me too, Quinto? Something strong, that is.
Zach: *is bartender* I'll be back, hold tight. *saunters into kitchen*
George: *feels so freaking lazy not bartending*
Bones: *holding tight to his bottle of bourbon*
Karl: ...I need some biscuits. Oh, look at that. *pulls convenient plate of them off the nearest table and hands it around*
Zach: *from kitchen* Make sure it isn't a cookie!
Bones: *noms*
Chris: *wolfs down a chocolate-chip cookie*
Jo: *nibbles at a cookie*
Zach: *returns with drinks, gives a mudslide to George, gives a margarita to Jim and Chris and has one for himself*
George: Grazie *toasts Zach, carefully*
Chris: *takes a healthy swallow of his drink and spins the bottle*
Jim: ...a margarita? Really? *sip, brows up*
Chris: Not bad, Zach. *to Jim* There's probably enough tequila in there to knock a lesser person to the floor.
Bottle: *why oh why am I spinning --- Bones*
Spock: [yay :D]
George: *Wolfwhistles*
Bones: *stares at the bottle*
Jim: Finally something good.
George: You didn't like me kissing young Chris? *teases*
Chris: *crooked grin, eyeing Jim sideways* Thanks. *crawls over to kneel in front of Bones*
Jim: Bones, I want detailed notes on this.
Bones: *takes a deep breath, leans in, and kisses Chris, long and hard, hand on the back of his neck*
Spock: [:DDD ]
Jim: *adjusts self*
Chris: *... whoa. kisses back just as hard, one hand carding through Bones' hair*
Jim: *glances over to Karl, wags eyebrows*
Karl: *doesn't know what to make of this* *feels funny in his tummy*
Jo: *glances over at Karl* Kind of hot, isn't it?
Zach: *stares in silence, lips parted* Damn.
Bones: *tilts head, kisses a little more then pulls back, one last tiny peck on the lips* ... okay then. *slides back to his spot, a little flushed*
Karl: *sideeyes at Jo* Um...
Chris: *sits back slowly, more than a little dazed* I... yeah. *swallows hard, resuming his place next to Karl*
Karl: *cough*
Bones: *looks at Jim, gives him a little look*
Jim: *swallows, gives a not-so-subtle hungry look at Bones*
George: *wants to get the bottle to spin to his own Chris*
Spock: [nudges] Leonard. The bottle is not spinning.
Chris: *looks over at Karl* He, um, sort of kisses like you. *A LOT*
Bones: *yeah, okay, they're good...* I'm going... *spins*
Bottle: *wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee --- Pike*
Karl: I guess that...makes sense.
George: *is prescient, obv*
Pike: *clears throat a little awkwardly*
Jim: *is not sure about this*
Spock: [is catching on to this game and APPRECIATES THIS RESULT :D ]
George: Go for it, baby.
Bones: *bites his bottom lip* Okay. *leans over and scoots closer, since Pike can't move too much* *tilts his head up and brushes their lips together, then goes in for more*
Chris: *leans on Karl's shoulder, watching intently*
Zach: *always thought Bruce was pretty hot, definitely agreeing with himself now*
George: *and Pike is his, everyone should feel jealous*
Pike: *thinks this is probably illegal under Starfleet code but...hey, this is the past. Starfleet doesn't exist yet.* *kisses Bones firmly, but definitely no tongue.*
Spock: [ogles? politely.]
Jim: ...So do we get to see some wheelchair action?
Pike: *pulls back and glares at Jim*
Jim: *wtf why did I get this smacked in the back of the head feeling out of no where?*
Spock: [yeah, happy birthday jim.]
Bones: *pulls back, grinning at Pike, then turns and gives Jim a little glare*
Jim: *reminds Bones of ball gag*
Bones: Thank you, Admiral... [♥]
Spock: [CURIOUS]
Pike: Uh...thank you, Doctor. Yeah. I guess...I spin now?
Jim: What's with the official title porn?
Pike: *spins*
Bones: You really gotta ask?
George: My Chris is just that good.
Bottle: *zomg getting spinned by the wheelchair guy --- Spock*
Spock: [OMG♥]
Bones: *feels something strong and WOAH through the bond*
Jim: *wtf now has a hardon he didn't have a second ago*
Spock: [BLUSHES♥♥♥]
Chris: *watches Spock turn green with great interest*
Pike: *eyebrow - Spock must be very drunk*
Jim: *stares at Spock*
George: *is intrigued*
Pike: Whatever you prefer, Mr. Spock - um, hands or otherwise... *uncomfortable*
Spock: [is very drunk--fortunately?unfortunately? for pike. mooooves over, straddles his hips. SNOGS♥♥.]
Bones: *STARES*
Jim: *ZOMG*
Chris: ... Shit. *blinks*
Zach: *will never look at Bruce the same way*
Bones: *looks at Jim, raises an eyebrow*
Jim: .... *eyebrows up, wishes he could reach over and touch Bones right now*
Pike: *bwuhmmmph?* *grabs Spock around the waist to keep from being knocked over backwards by the snog force*
George: *laughs*
Spock: [oh, and now there are hands! yay!.....very reluctantly draws back] ...Nemaiyo, Christopher. ♥
Bones: *unf*
Jim: *agreed*
Jo: Y'know who hasn't got to snog anyone? Jim. This is amusing. *apropos of nothing
Pike: *oxygennn, blushing* You're - you're welcome.
Jim: I am damn fine watching this going on. *smirk*
Karl: Spock, you look cute when you're all green. *random drunken observation, salutes him with a biscuit*
Jo: You're damned fine regardless. That says absolutely nothing.
Bones: *grabs a cookie biscuit too*
Zach: *bites his thumbnail, just grinning*
Spock: [moves back to his seat slowly all aglow after some little hand touch maybe? and then spins the bottle.]
Bottle: *look, bottle!hand!porn --- Jim*
Spock: [~bond love~. grabby hands for his Jim]
Bones: *looks at the bottle, then over at Jim, and grins a little* Oh, this is gonna be good...
Chris: *is curious to see what he and Spock looked like*
Jim: *~tentative <3* Hmmmm. *smirks, getting up and crossing the room. bends down and slides his hands down under Spock, then pulls Spock up and kisses him bent backwards just a bit*
Zach: *looks away with a faint blush*
Chris: *leans drunkenly into Karl, his lips brushing his ear* ... is that what we looked like? Spock and me?
Bones: *is catching some of the overflow and WHOA*
Jo: *Stares up at the ceiling*
Chris: ... s'bloody hot.
Spock: [clings to his Jim and kisses him back fervently~~]
Karl: *bites his lip* Yeah, you looked like that.
Bones: *one hand on Spock's leg so he can feel more of this*
Jim: *pulls his head back just enough to let the room get a look of him running his tongue tip along Spock's lower lip, stealing just another light kiss before pulling his head back and smirking*
Jo: Ugh, Grossness. I should hypo the lot of them. *attempts proper grumpiness*
Zach: *quick glance, ttly did not look away, drinks more*
Spock: [woah, touching and ~touching~. this is v. nice. maybe a little dazed] ...is that sufficient dramatic flare for you, Jim?
Jim: ...for now. *winks, putting Spock down on the couch and sitting back down*
Spock: [takes a moment to recover! but slinks down to join the circle again and leeeeean against his Leonard.]
Bottle: *srsly not pleased with current occupation as a game piece --- Karl*
Bones: *leans against Spock* You like that?
Karl: What, can't a man get a little variety? *teasing*
Spock: [nods] I did.
Jim: *mock offended* ...shit man and now you're complaining?
Bones: *oh no, he knows THAT look* You are in for it now, otherself...
Jo: And eleven on the Jim scale?
Karl: *sideeye at Bones, then at Chris* Fine, fine. I take it back. Show me what you got, Captain Kirk. *scoots forward*
Chris: ... *watches uncertainly*
Jim: *crawls forward, curving his fingers along Karl's jaw with a little smirk* Captain? Know just how to turn a man on, Karl. *hand around the back of the neck, then brushes his lips over Karl's before slowly deepening*
Spock: [is maybe slightly squirmy at all this "captain" talk]
Jim: *oh you know that was in the captain voice Spock*
Spock: [then is most definitely squirmy]
Bones: *is watching intently... this is weird, but still good. wow*
George: *watches*
Chris: *may have forgotten to breathe for a minute* *thinks this is hot, but strange, too*
Bones: *looks at Chris' face* *knows that look*
Chris: *grins faintly at Bones* *squirms, adjusting himself*
Karl: *oh, he's gonna play it like that, is he.* *goes up on his knees, headtilt, dips Kirk and gives him a good old-fashioned movie hero kiss. except with no faking at all.*
Jo: *has a list if Spock is interested?*
Chris: ... *gapes, mouth slightly open, painfully hard all of a sudden*
Bones: *reminds himself to practice that dip thing when they get home that night*
Jim: *wraps his arms around Karl, not hesitating to give a little grind while he's there, fingers tight on the back of Karl's neck*
Chris: Fuck.
Jo: Yup. That's what it looks like he's trying to do.
Karl: *whoa, this dude's serious business.* *grabs his ass most unheroically in retaliation before letting him back up and breaking kiss with a little gasp* ...Well.
Spock: ... [nnngh]
Chris: ... *licks his lips*
Bones: *still staring, at Chris then Jim's face* *interesting thoughts*
Jim: *another little grind, eyes dark* ...Feel as big as Bones, you know? *little whisper just meant for Karl*
Spock: [totally heard that]
Karl: *turns crimson*
Spock: [INTRIGUED]
Jim: *lip brush over blush* Can I get up now, Karl? *smirk*
Karl: Oh. Yeah, yeah. Sorry. You -- go. Thank you. Bottle? *spins it somewhat desperately*
Jim: *sits down, adjusts self, stretches back*
Bottle: *is plotting intrigue --- Bones*
George: *grins at this*
Bones: *stares at bottle again*
Karl: *god damn it*
Chris: *glances over at Jim with a smirk*
Jim: *MOST BRILLIANT SMILE EVAR*
Spock: [APPRECIATES THIS TOO.]
Jo: You'd think the bottle had a mind of it's own. What's next? Bones kissing Zach?
Bones: *looks up at Karl* So...
Zach: *is not trying slightly to hide his half-hardness in way too tight jeans*
Spock: [leeeeeans against Zach so he can get a better view]
Karl: Yes. So. *contemplates trying to just kiss his cheek but knows he wouldn't get away with it in this company*
Zach: *gulp, then grins just a little, reaching over and brushing their hands together. accidently. of course*
Bones: *crawls over the bottle and nudges at Karl's face* *closes his eyes and kisses him soft and slow*
Spock: [lol nice try mr. quinto. slides his hand over his hand and squeezes.]
Zach: *little gasp, can feel what Spock is like this* Spock...
Jim: *stares openly, letting out a little sound*
Chris: ... *scoots over and leans against Jim* ... Damn.
Jim: *whispers* That's the hottest thing I've ever seen. Ever. And I have a blackout in Xenobingo.
Spock: [oh yeah, emotional transferance....whatever.] Aroused, Mr. Quinto?
Zach: ...how can I not be?
Chris: *whispers back* I thought you and Karl were fucking hot, but god.
Karl: *hesitates a second, realizing that this is what people on the other side feel, before he kisses back. extremely weird, but...not unpleasant.*
Jim: *slowly raises hand* ...more please?
Chris: Seconded. *bites his lip hard, adjusting himself again*
Bones: *doesn't go too long or too deep, keeps is soft* *pulls on Karl's lower lip as he moves back to his own spot* *not blushing*
Jim: *glances down at Chris doing that, getting some terrible ideas in his head..... shares with Spock because he is terrible like that*
Spock: [woah, what are these weird images, mates?]
Jim: *porn, spock. porn*
Karl: *still red from before, redness is not a result of kissing himself whatsoever* Okay. Not weird at all. An interesting life experience. Yeah.
Chris: *moves to let Karl sit down again, looking at him wide-eyed*
George: Spin the bottle bro.
Bones: Yeah... *weird, seeing Karl a little flustered too* Okay. Spinning... *spins*
Bottle: *doctors have skilled hands --- Zach*
Spock: [v nice. but who is he going to lean against? ): ]
Zach: .... *not blushing* Doctor. *slight Spock tone? maybe*
Jim: *leans back, grinning*
Jo: *laughs*
Bones: Him? *points to the one who looks like Spock* *leans over Spock to get close to Zach* Hi there. *closes his eyes and kisses him soft at first, waits for him to respond*
Spock: [leeeeeans back -- where is the couch? -- and there is the floor. but the glass stays upright and the drink unspilled.]
Zach: ...hey. *little kiss, at first, before leaning more into it and getting enough together to brush his fingertips through Bones' hair*
Karl: *weird. yet again. still, less personal awkwardness and more...scientific fascination watching his own body kiss from the outside.*
Chris: *picks up his glass and takes a drink, eyes never leaving them*
Jo: *gives Chris a cookie*
Chris: Thanks, sweetheart.
Bones: *like Spock but not, sweeter and shyer somehow* *reaches for the back of his neck and bringing him in a little closer, just running their tongues together*
Spock: [this is a nice angle. but it has no drink access...]
Jim: *nudges Chris with his elbow* Is Zach shy? *gringrin*
Chris: *leans across Karl* You wouldn't think it, but yeah. A little.
Zach: *is not hearing that, instead leaning into McCoy and curling his tongue against McCoy's, tasting bitter bourbon and sweet biscut*
Karl: *grin* In situations such as these.
Jim: Opposite of Spock, if you can believe it. He's sorta ... much more like a man-whore than shy.
Chris: *chokes on his cookie* *coughs* .... Seriously?!
Spock: [from the floor] I resent that simile, Jim.
Bones: *wow, nice move there* *pulls back slowly with a smile* ...okay then. *gets back to his spot*
Spock: [~help, Leonard?~]
Jim: Then get up and defend yourself, Spock. *to Chris* Yea, seriously. He's bonded to James T. Kirk after all. *whatever, cat's out of the bag*
George: *Snorts* Couldn't tell, the way he went after Chris
Bones: *helps Spock up* He's got a point, there...
Zach: *sits back, smiling for just a second before reaching out and giving the bottle a spin*
Bottle: *does things in pairs, evidently --- Spock*
Spock: .... [has Leonard hold his drink now so he can offer both hands to Mr. Quinto.]
Jo: *watches this one KEENLY*
Chris: *watches avidly, mindful of Jim's words*
Bones: *watches Jo's interest and makes a note to find out more about this*
Zach: *STARES, blushing, before putting his hands out* ...Spock. Shit. *laces their fingers together, feeling a little drunk on doing so*
Jo: *shifts a bit in her seat*
Spock: [emotional transferance to the maximum......shifts onto his knees, and then leans forward for a soft kiss.]
Chris: *leans forward a little*
Jim: *drooling -- wait, no, isn't*
Jo: *shifts to sit on the heel of her foot*
Zach: *gasps as there's a rush in his head, and before he can sort it out oh hi there Spock. a little less tentative than with McCoy, pressing forward*
Bones: *feeling something hitting him... in the pants*
Jim: *shudders as Spock is definitely dropping his shields.... hell*
Spock: [deepens the kiss, and then releases one of his hands so it can slide up to rest against the side of Zach's face. IMAGINATION TIME.]
Jo: *would probably pay something to be between those two*
Zach: *about a millisecond of realization about those fingers before it hits him like a sledgehammer, feeling Spock in his mind as much as against his lips and their hands together. a pounding lust that makes him shove Spock forward, knee on either side of his hips, leaning into the kiss hard*
Chris: ... Whoa.
Jo: *hands Chris a napkin without looking away* Fuck...
Jim: *reaches down, little self-squeeze* ...I thought... you said he was shy?
Bones: *feels them leaning toward him, then on him* Hey guys... *somehow manages to save the drinks*
Chris: I ... he... fuck.
Jo: That don't look shy...
Chris: *stares at Zach and Spock* I thought he WAS shy.
Spock: [surrounded by Mr. Quinto and Leonard, which is nice. rolls around in his mind before drawing his hand away and going for some groping -- just to see how it feels on the other side.]
Zach: *gasps against Spock's lips as god dammit is Spock groping his ass? fine two can play at that, brings up Spock's hand and licks the side of one long finger*
Jim: *eyes half close, getting it now* Spock must be wasted to start melting with strangers...
Bones: @.@
Spock: Nngh--! [arches up] That is not included in the definition of kissing!
Chris: *blinks* It totally counts.
Zach: *panting* Neither is rolling like a cat through someone's mind. Logically. You know.
Jim: ...seconding the counting.
Jo: It may not be the definition, but you should definitely do it again. *little breathless*
Spock: I was curious. [innocent face?]
Zach: *absolutely perfect Spock-brow-raise* I see. *and Spock voice*
Spock: [grabs his hip, and pulls his hips down while he arches his own up, grinding them together. he'll get him to stop stealing his voice.]
Chris: *to Jim* You weren't kidding, were you?
Zach: *definitely can't keep it up with that, just groaning a little before bending down and nipping Spock's ear before pulling away entirely, standing up* ...excuse me. *just bolts out*
Jim: .....................................nope.
Spock: !! [little flustered with the nip, but is pleased with his victory. rolls onto his side, his head on Leonard's thigh.]
Bones: *rests his hand on Spock's head* ...that wasn't nice, Commander
George: *follows Zach out of the room*
Zach: *walks out onto Chris' balcony, putting his head in his hands, needing the fresh air and trying to calm himself and certain parts of himself down*
Spock: [reaches his hand over his head to brush his fingers over certain...things. through his trousers.] I did not intend for it to be malicious, Doctor.
Jim: *hesitant* ...Maybe you should.. go after him?
Chris: Yeah, I... *scrambles awkwardly to his feet*
George: You okay Zach? *leans against the railing*
Zach: *tight* Just wanna be alone right now, kay?
Chris: *hovers at the door* Zach...?
George: Think he just needs to calm down buddy. *heads back inside*
Zach: *steals just a slight look at Chris before groaning into his hands, getting himself under control*
Jim: *to Bones* Well, shit, that was-- Spock, hands off.
Bones: *glares a little at Spock* Good move.
Chris: *bites his lip, nodding as George goes inside* Hey. *reaches out to Zach, his hand resting lightly on his back*
Zach: *wants to stop being hard sometime this century* Just need a few, okay?
Spock: [lawls no he is not stopping with the light touches] He was in need of some...emotional release.
Chris: *catches on* Yeah, sure. If you're sure you're okay?
Jim: *gets up, walks over, grabs Spock's ankles, starts dragging him towards the front door*
Zach: *sounds sheepish* Yea, just... *embarrassed* need a few minutes. I'll be back.
Spock: Jim! [digs his nails into the carpet and pulls back] Kroika!
Chris: *smiles crookedly* Yeah, okay. *squeezes his shoulder before heading back inside*
Jim: You going to stop? *still dragging*
Chris: *watches Jim and Spock, bemused* That can't be good for the carpet.
Jo: Is he okay? *feels vaguely guilty*
Spock: [still digging into the carpet and oh look, the corner of a wall.] If you insist...?
Chris: *flops down on the floor, downing the rest of his drink in one go* Yeah, he's fine. Just needed a minute to collect himself.
Jim: *gives a harder pull* I am insisting. *captainy voice oh yes*
Jo: *nods and leans against Chris* Good. Don't want y'all traumatized just yet.
Spock: [gripping hard at the corner to keep himself anchored. but captainy voice....] Then I shall cease.
Chris: *snorts* I don't think he was traumatized...
Bones: *goes to make a sandwich*
Chris: *watches Bones walk across to the kitchen, then looks around* I guess Karl crashed while I was out there, yeah?
Jo: *eyes* Yeah, I think so. Admiral Pike did too.
Spock: [manages to pull himself up though, woah, the ground really isn't as stable as he thought it might be. leans against the edge of the kitchen counter.] ....What are you constructing, Leonard?
Jim: *thinking about earlier with the car, reaching out and brushing his hand over Chris' arm with a slight smirk*
Chris: *smirks back, edging closer* *knows exactly what Jim's thinking*
Bones: food. you want some? *pulls out more bread*
Jim: *murmurs towards Chris* Wanna give Bones a show?
George: He'll have some whether he wants some or not. *authoritative voice as he wanders into the kitchen* I'll have a sandwich too please, Bones.
Chris: *leans in* Fuck, yes.
Bones: *scrounges around, find some potato chips and sticks them in Jim's sandwich* Go hand this to Jim. *makes a couple others, sticks them on a plate* *makes a veggie one for Spock, hands it to him seperate*
Jim: *pulls Chris in close and kisses him hard, flicking his tongue over Chris' lower lip* ...yea.
Spock: ...thank you. [something about bread? and soaking abilities? something. picks up with his hand and munches♥]
Chris: *slides closer, hooking one long leg over to straddle Jim while not breaking the kiss*
Jo: *goes to the kitchen* Need help getting the food out?
Bones: *heads over and has a seat next to them, where he can see*
Spock: [follooooows Bones and takes a seat by him. munching.]
Chris: *bites Jim's lower lip, then soothes it with his tongue, his fingers tugging at Jim's--his--shirt.
Jim: *strips Chris' shirt off and bends his head down to bite softly on Chris' shoulder*
George: *leans against the patio door and drinks his midslide*
Spock: [watches. and munches. feels a little better.]
Chris: *gasps, pulling Jim's shirt off before lowering his mouth to suck at the base of his neck, one hand in Jim's hair*
Jim: *tilts his head, gasping quietly by Chris' ear* You like this? Knowing everyone in the room is staring at you, wanting you?
Bones: *noms and watches* *knows what Jim is doing, and appreciates the hell out of it*
Spock: [the innocence of the cheese and tomato sandwich is being tainted...]
Chris: *shivers, rubbing against Jim* Yes... *gasps, pulling Jim's shirt off before lowering his mouth to suck at the base of his neck, one hand in Jim's hair*
Jim: *tilts his head, gasping quietly by Chris' ear* You like this? Knowing everyone in the room is staring at you, wanting you?
Bones: *noms and watches* *knows what Jim is doing, and appreciates the hell out of it*
Spock: [the innocence of the cheese and tomato sandwich is being tainted...]
Chris: *shivers, rubbing against Jim* Yes...
Jim: *noses in slowly* ...just like me, Chris, like to be stared at, know people want you...
Chris: ... Maybe. *turns his head, watching Bones and Spock watch them*
George: *watches curiously* *wishes his own double was here*
Bones: *watches more intently, his food finished* *leans against Spock* Wonder how alike they really are...
Jim: *glances over as well, breathing out slowly* ...might find out.
Chris: *nuzzles against the side of his face*... yes.
Spock: In what quality? [shoves the rest of the sandwich into his mouth]
Bones: *looks at Spock* Oh, I don't know... sex?
Spock: .... [is amazed by Leonard's subtlety.]
Jo: *slips outside to the balcony if they're having sex, staying politely to the far end that Zach is on*
Chris: We could do that. *nips at Jim's earlobe, sucking it into his mouth*
Jim: *rumbles low, leaning into it* ...just as sensitive as I am? *shifts to brush a thumb over one of Chris' nipples*
Zach: *nods once to Jo, walking back into the house proper and---......oh fuck.*
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Zach woke up sharply with a gasp, eyes wide as he scrambled up in bed. He looked around in every direction, recognizing the room immediately. It was Chris' guest room, and Noah was at the end of the bed looking at him like he had lost his mind. Slowly Zach scrubbed a hand over his face, trying to pointedly ignore the morning wood he had settled hot between his thighs. A cold shower was required, and possibly a psychiatrist. Clearly, he was losing his mind. Years of keeping his inappropriate crush on his co-actors was coming to a head and karma was biting him in the ass.
He pulled out his phone from where it sat on the night stand, at least some things never changed, and typed fast.
sometimes mornings aren't always what they seem to be. guess what today is?
It was a surprise to see an email from a certain source tucked away in his inbox as he sat there in bed. He pulled it up and both eyebrows shot up as he read it. A meeting already? Guess Karl is coming in to the United States a whole lot sooner than he expected.
He looked down to Noah and shook his head. "Guess I'm breaking out the hoodie again." And I need to talk to Chris.
Chris: *sits cross-legged on the floor* So, looks like everyone else has called it a night. Anyone want to play a game?
George: *hands Pike a beer and sits down at his feet, leaning against them* What've you got in mind?
Spock: [is thinking this corner of the couch is way too comfy to bother getting out of] .............game?
Zach: *walks out of the kitchen, puts another mudslide into Spock's hand* ...This better not be what I think it is, Pine.
Chris: *smirks* Well, Twister was brought up earlier...
Karl: *gleeful grin* That better be exactly what you think it is, Quinto.
Bones: *isn't sure what's going on* *IS SURE that its a bad idea*
Jim: What's Twister? *grins, beer in hand*
Jo: I've never played twister...*speculative look, still blushes whenever she looks at Quinto a little*
Spock: [something cold in his hand...chocolate drink. sips.]
Chris: *grins* It's the most awesome game EVER. *shakes out the mat and places it in the middle of the floor*
Jim: ... *eyes the mat* Why does that mat say otherwise?
Spock: ....The dots are different colours, sir.
Jim: Thank you Captain Obvious.
George: At least he's not so drunk he's colorblind?
Spock: Chocolate intake does not affect colour perception in Vulcans, George.
George: I'll keep that in mind. Hey Quinto, you got anymore of those?
Zach: *thumb back towards the kitchen* Some left in the blender.
Chris: See, everyone gets to spin. And whatever color/body part combination you land on, you have to put that body part on the appropriate dot.
Spock: .............for what purpose?
Jo: Sounds like a mess. *grins slightly* Fun though.
Chris: The lady's right. It's a gigantic mess. But fun.
Zach: I dunno how we're supposed to play Twister with a Vulcan in the group. Why don't we do something less touchy-feely? Like Spin the Bottle. Or Never Have I Ever?
Karl: ...You don't consider Spin the Bottle 'touchy-feely'?
Bones: Yeah, cause Spin the Bottle is less touchy feely
Karl: Hivemind!
Bones: *hi-fives otherself*
Chris: Well... less full-body contact, but yeah. Still touchy feely.
Spock: ............? [oblivious/confused]
George: Plus, it would be fairer to Chris...my Chris. *kisses Pike's hand*
Pike: Very considerate of you. *mentally facepalming at these youngun shenanigans*
Zach: *whispers to Spock* It involves a lot of bodily contact. Specially hands.
Spock: I question your sense of propriety, Mr. Quinto. [sips this mudslide that might be more than his second? third?]
Zach: ....Zach. Mr. Quinto is my father.
Jim: *to Chris* I think we need a bottle then. Have an empty liquor one?
George: *finishes his beer* Here.
Bones: *offers one*
Chris: Only about a hundred, I think. *grins at all of the offers*
Spock: Your license had the name "Quinto" and you can be referred to as "Mr.", and therefore it is a proper title..........though Zachary is an unusual name...[ponders this; another sip]
Zach: Um, how do know my license has that? Zachary isn't unusual. Spock's weirder than that.
Chris: *spins one of the empty bottles experimentally, discarding it and trying another* Okay, so are we all in, then?
Spock: Do you know how many newborns carry my given name now? [prods him in the shoulder] Three-hundred and two.
Zach: Well aren't you some Vulcan hero now?
Bones: *SNORTS*
Jim: *covers his mouth to hide a huge grin*
George: I'm in.
Spock: ....... [chocolate, mm] What is this activity, Mr. Pine?
Zach: *wonders if the cinnamon he added in there will do anything*
Jo: You spin the bottle and kiss who it lands on.
Chris: Again, the lady is correct. *grins at Jo*
Spock: [Zach'll find out in a little bit] ...............
Karl: You'll get the hang of it, I'm sure.
Jo: *sticks tongue out teasingly at Chris* I'm for it. *is just drunk enough to think this is a good idea*
Jim: *glances at Jo, at Bones, wondering. Looks at George, wonders more*
Chris: It works best if we're in a circle, so gather around, whoever's playing. *to Pike* You're good where you are, sir, if you'd rather not sit in the floor.
Spock: [is reluctant to move from the couch]
Pike: Nah, I can manage it. Just don't expect any acrobatics. *slides down to the floor and stretches his legs out*
Zach: *gets up briefly enough to grab another drink, puts it on the floor, then walks over to Spock* Come on, don't you want to play? *that smoking eye to eye look, offers out his hand with a teasing smile*
Spock: [eyes that hand] ....your actions are illogical. [grabs his hand, controlled slinking to the floor while balancing his drink]
Zach: *little squeeze, helps Spock down* I'm only human.
Spock: Excuses.
Bones: *still in his chair* I might sit this one out...
Spock: Leonard. There is no adequate reason for you to abstain.
Jim: *to himself* Damn if I'm letting a chance for you and Karl to make out.
Chris: *big pleading eyes* Come on, it'll be fun.
George: Get your butt down and play, Bones.
Bones: *looks at Jim and Chris* *deep breath* *slides on the floor next to Pike*
Jim: *pleased*
Zach: Hey Birthday Boy, you get to spin first.
Spock: [leeeeans against his Leonard, who has a sense of propriety.]
Karl: All right. Here we go. *leans forward with a slightly evil grin and spins the bottle* Annnd...
Bottle: *spinspinspin --- Chris*
Karl: *eyebrow* Piiiiine. My first victim!
Chris: *watches the bottle slow and stop with a wicked grin* Okay, then. *licks lips*
Jim: *nudges Bones' foot with his own, brow waggle*
Spock: [approves. even though they are people-who-look-like-but-are-not-his-mates.]
Bones: *looks back at Jim and grins* You are bad...
Karl: I'm the birthday boy. You have to come get me. *leans back on his hands and waits, like a challenge*
Jim: *nods several times with a huge grin*
Chris: *teases Karl* You do remember how to play, old man? *bats eyelashes then gives an exaggerated sigh* If you insist. *gets up on his knees, leaning over to kiss Karl slowly*
Karl: *curls a hand around the back of his neck and kisses deeper, doesn't believe in going halves with anything, even party games*
Zach: *glances away slightly while everyone is staring at them*
Bones: *wonders if that is what they look like - it is kinda hot*
Jim: *grins and takes a long drink of his beer* No wonder people like watching us do that Bones...
Spock: [makes special note of Zach's look away]
Jo: *smiles slightly at it*
Chris: *makes a surprised noise, taking Karl's lead and deepening the kiss*
Karl: *man can kiss. Somehow, unsurprising.* --mwwwwwah. *pulls away with an exaggerated sound and smiles, a little flushed despite himself* Not bad, Pine. Not bad at all.
Jim: ....unf.
Bones: *staring, takes another long drink*
Chris: *sits back on his heels, panting a little* Couldn't just give you a peck on the cheek for your birthday, after all. *grins, blushing bright pink and trying to ignore it*
Zach: *looks back* So... who's up next? Don't you go, Pine?
Chris: *clears throat, slipping back into his place* Yeah, it's me. *reaches for the bottle and spins* And the winner is....
Bottle: *turn turn turn, tell us the lesson we should --- Spock*
Spock: .... [prods his Leonard] The bottle is pointing at me.
Bones: Yes, Spock, it is. You need to kiss him now, and not with the fingers.
Chris: *laughs* Or we can meet halfway, whichever you'd prefer.
Jo: Why not with the fingers? Chris hasn't finger kissed yet...
Jim: Why not both at the same time?
Chris: *crawls over to Spock* Sounds fair to me. You'll have to show me how to finger kiss, though...
Spock: It is fairly simple. [grabs one of his hands to demonstrate, sliding his fingers over the back of his hand and fingers, then curling it around to press their palms together and intertwine their hands] Like so.
Jim: Shit look at that, Vulcan porn right there.
Spock: Is that a complaint, Jim?
Jim: Hell no.
Chris: *tilts his head, watching intently* Like this? *copies Spock*
Spock: ...yes. [feels warm and yet confused at this not-jim. then grabs him for a more human kiss and curiosity's sake, but squeezes his hand at the same time.]
Karl: *stare, sips his drink -- the hand thing is actually rather hot*
Chris: *blinks and kisses him back, intrigued by the warmth*
George: *thinks this is rather hot, leans against Chris*
Jim: ...Is it like me, Spock? *curious*
Chris: *slides his fingers against Spock's again, curious*
Zach: *finds this easier to watch, studying the hand thing*
Spock: [shivers, letting out a breath] ...no. It lacks the bond. But the touch is...remarkably similar. In all other respects.
Bones: *coughs at mention of the bond*
Jim: *tenses slightly*
Chris: *confused* ...Bond?
Zach: *has clue* ...like... a bond bond?
Karl: What's a bond bond?
Zach: Like, the Vulcans have? Pon farr and stuff? *evidently is the only one who reads fanfic*
Bones: *hands the bottle to Spock* SPIN
Jo: *looked like they went all out during their Ponfarr...huh*
Chris: *slips back to his spot*
Spock: You are remarkably well-read, Mr. Quinto. [SPINS because Bones told him to]
Karl: *opens his mouth to say something, then closes it again.*
Chris: But I thought... *glances at Jim and Bones and shuts his mouth*
Bottle: *spinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnny --- ...points at Spock again*
Bones: *SNORTS LOUD*
Jim: ...Does that mean Spock has to make out with his hand?
Bones: You could do that hand thing, you know... to yourself.
George: Spock can't kiss himself. Spin again, Spock.
Spock: ..... [is not going to kiss himself, or masturbate with his hands no matter what his silly and ill-mannered bondmates say, so spins again with a different amount of applied torque]
Bottle: *spin!spin!spin! --- Jo*
Jo: *BLUSHES*
Bones: *TWITCHES and looks at Spock*
Jim: *documentary voice* ...and here we have the father we've nick named 'Bones' leveling a glare at the potential mate for his daughter we've decided to call "Joanna'. Note the tension in Bones as he grows instantly protective.
Spock: [is oblivious of few things in the universe but joanna's crush history is, sadly, one of them] Do not give me that look, Leonard. Your culture possess many forms of platonic kisses.
Jo: *glowers at Bones* Want me to go over there Spock?
Bones: *is possessing a fatherly glare right now*
Chris: *helpful tone* Might want to mind the tongue, man.
Zach: *just laughs* NICE, Pine.
Jo: *swats Chris on the shoulder* Shush you.
Pike: *shakes head in amusement*
Karl: *snickering*
Spock: I shall move, Joanna. [crawls forward, and gives her a completely PLATONIC LEONARD STOP THAT GLARING peck on the cheek.]
Jo: *kisses Spock's cheek back*
Karl: Awww.
Jim: *is it THE hypo? :3*
Bones: *it is not, hush you*
Jim: *will not be quiet unless Bones produces a ball gag*
Jo: *glares at Bones and reaches to give the bottle a spin*
Spock: [takes his drink back from Zach and sips.]
Bottle: *HOLYSHITI'MSPINNING -- George*
George: *laughs* *kisses Jo on the other cheek*
Bones: *glares at George*
Jo: *smiles and kisses George back* Don't upset Dad. His nerves are delicate. Like spun sugar. And he's an asshole.
George: *Chides* Don't talk about your Dad like that.
George: *Spins the bottle*
Bottle: *Iwasnotmeanttobedoingthis --- Chris*
Chris: *chuckles* Looks like I'm busy tonight.
Bones: *homg it looks like his son*
Jim: ........*AWKWARD*
George: *laughs* Does indeed. *scoots over to Chris and leans in for a kiss*
Spock: [is not sure how he feels about this. . . but wow, look at that.]
Chris: *hesitates*
George: *Strokes finger along Chris' cheekbone* As much as you want.
Spock: [that cinnamon took a really inopportune time to activate. siiiiips.]
Jim: *FUCKING AWKWARD*
Chris: *tilts head, considering, then kisses him chastely on the lips*
George: *returns and smile, then musses Chris' hair**offers him future chapstick* You might need this.
Pike: *well, that was slightly bizarre*
Chris: *takes the chapstick and settles back into place, reaching for his bottle and taking a long drink*
Jim: *just finishes his bottle*
Zach: ...Huh. Well. That was... Jim, how about something to drink?
Jim: ....vodka. Or something. Something strong.
George: Bring me some of that mudslide if you're getting up please? *bats eyes at Zach*
Chris: ... one for me too, Quinto? Something strong, that is.
Zach: *is bartender* I'll be back, hold tight. *saunters into kitchen*
George: *feels so freaking lazy not bartending*
Bones: *holding tight to his bottle of bourbon*
Karl: ...I need some biscuits. Oh, look at that. *pulls convenient plate of them off the nearest table and hands it around*
Zach: *from kitchen* Make sure it isn't a cookie!
Bones: *noms*
Chris: *wolfs down a chocolate-chip cookie*
Jo: *nibbles at a cookie*
Zach: *returns with drinks, gives a mudslide to George, gives a margarita to Jim and Chris and has one for himself*
George: Grazie *toasts Zach, carefully*
Chris: *takes a healthy swallow of his drink and spins the bottle*
Jim: ...a margarita? Really? *sip, brows up*
Chris: Not bad, Zach. *to Jim* There's probably enough tequila in there to knock a lesser person to the floor.
Bottle: *why oh why am I spinning --- Bones*
Spock: [yay :D]
George: *Wolfwhistles*
Bones: *stares at the bottle*
Jim: Finally something good.
George: You didn't like me kissing young Chris? *teases*
Chris: *crooked grin, eyeing Jim sideways* Thanks. *crawls over to kneel in front of Bones*
Jim: Bones, I want detailed notes on this.
Bones: *takes a deep breath, leans in, and kisses Chris, long and hard, hand on the back of his neck*
Spock: [:DDD ]
Jim: *adjusts self*
Chris: *... whoa. kisses back just as hard, one hand carding through Bones' hair*
Jim: *glances over to Karl, wags eyebrows*
Karl: *doesn't know what to make of this* *feels funny in his tummy*
Jo: *glances over at Karl* Kind of hot, isn't it?
Zach: *stares in silence, lips parted* Damn.
Bones: *tilts head, kisses a little more then pulls back, one last tiny peck on the lips* ... okay then. *slides back to his spot, a little flushed*
Karl: *sideeyes at Jo* Um...
Chris: *sits back slowly, more than a little dazed* I... yeah. *swallows hard, resuming his place next to Karl*
Karl: *cough*
Bones: *looks at Jim, gives him a little look*
Jim: *swallows, gives a not-so-subtle hungry look at Bones*
George: *wants to get the bottle to spin to his own Chris*
Spock: [nudges] Leonard. The bottle is not spinning.
Chris: *looks over at Karl* He, um, sort of kisses like you. *A LOT*
Bones: *yeah, okay, they're good...* I'm going... *spins*
Bottle: *wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee --- Pike*
Karl: I guess that...makes sense.
George: *is prescient, obv*
Pike: *clears throat a little awkwardly*
Jim: *is not sure about this*
Spock: [is catching on to this game and APPRECIATES THIS RESULT :D ]
George: Go for it, baby.
Bones: *bites his bottom lip* Okay. *leans over and scoots closer, since Pike can't move too much* *tilts his head up and brushes their lips together, then goes in for more*
Chris: *leans on Karl's shoulder, watching intently*
Zach: *always thought Bruce was pretty hot, definitely agreeing with himself now*
George: *and Pike is his, everyone should feel jealous*
Pike: *thinks this is probably illegal under Starfleet code but...hey, this is the past. Starfleet doesn't exist yet.* *kisses Bones firmly, but definitely no tongue.*
Spock: [ogles? politely.]
Jim: ...So do we get to see some wheelchair action?
Pike: *pulls back and glares at Jim*
Jim: *wtf why did I get this smacked in the back of the head feeling out of no where?*
Spock: [yeah, happy birthday jim.]
Bones: *pulls back, grinning at Pike, then turns and gives Jim a little glare*
Jim: *reminds Bones of ball gag*
Bones: Thank you, Admiral... [♥]
Spock: [CURIOUS]
Pike: Uh...thank you, Doctor. Yeah. I guess...I spin now?
Jim: What's with the official title porn?
Pike: *spins*
Bones: You really gotta ask?
George: My Chris is just that good.
Bottle: *zomg getting spinned by the wheelchair guy --- Spock*
Spock: [OMG♥]
Bones: *feels something strong and WOAH through the bond*
Jim: *wtf now has a hardon he didn't have a second ago*
Spock: [BLUSHES♥♥♥]
Chris: *watches Spock turn green with great interest*
Pike: *eyebrow - Spock must be very drunk*
Jim: *stares at Spock*
George: *is intrigued*
Pike: Whatever you prefer, Mr. Spock - um, hands or otherwise... *uncomfortable*
Spock: [is very drunk--fortunately?unfortunately? for pike. mooooves over, straddles his hips. SNOGS♥♥.]
Bones: *STARES*
Jim: *ZOMG*
Chris: ... Shit. *blinks*
Zach: *will never look at Bruce the same way*
Bones: *looks at Jim, raises an eyebrow*
Jim: .... *eyebrows up, wishes he could reach over and touch Bones right now*
Pike: *bwuhmmmph?* *grabs Spock around the waist to keep from being knocked over backwards by the snog force*
George: *laughs*
Spock: [oh, and now there are hands! yay!.....very reluctantly draws back] ...Nemaiyo, Christopher. ♥
Bones: *unf*
Jim: *agreed*
Jo: Y'know who hasn't got to snog anyone? Jim. This is amusing. *apropos of nothing
Pike: *oxygennn, blushing* You're - you're welcome.
Jim: I am damn fine watching this going on. *smirk*
Karl: Spock, you look cute when you're all green. *random drunken observation, salutes him with a biscuit*
Jo: You're damned fine regardless. That says absolutely nothing.
Bones: *grabs a cookie biscuit too*
Zach: *bites his thumbnail, just grinning*
Spock: [moves back to his seat slowly all aglow after some little hand touch maybe? and then spins the bottle.]
Bottle: *look, bottle!hand!porn --- Jim*
Spock: [~bond love~. grabby hands for his Jim]
Bones: *looks at the bottle, then over at Jim, and grins a little* Oh, this is gonna be good...
Chris: *is curious to see what he and Spock looked like*
Jim: *~tentative <3* Hmmmm. *smirks, getting up and crossing the room. bends down and slides his hands down under Spock, then pulls Spock up and kisses him bent backwards just a bit*
Zach: *looks away with a faint blush*
Chris: *leans drunkenly into Karl, his lips brushing his ear* ... is that what we looked like? Spock and me?
Bones: *is catching some of the overflow and WHOA*
Jo: *Stares up at the ceiling*
Chris: ... s'bloody hot.
Spock: [clings to his Jim and kisses him back fervently~~]
Karl: *bites his lip* Yeah, you looked like that.
Bones: *one hand on Spock's leg so he can feel more of this*
Jim: *pulls his head back just enough to let the room get a look of him running his tongue tip along Spock's lower lip, stealing just another light kiss before pulling his head back and smirking*
Jo: Ugh, Grossness. I should hypo the lot of them. *attempts proper grumpiness*
Zach: *quick glance, ttly did not look away, drinks more*
Spock: [woah, touching and ~touching~. this is v. nice. maybe a little dazed] ...is that sufficient dramatic flare for you, Jim?
Jim: ...for now. *winks, putting Spock down on the couch and sitting back down*
Spock: [takes a moment to recover! but slinks down to join the circle again and leeeeean against his Leonard.]
Bottle: *srsly not pleased with current occupation as a game piece --- Karl*
Bones: *leans against Spock* You like that?
Karl: What, can't a man get a little variety? *teasing*
Spock: [nods] I did.
Jim: *mock offended* ...shit man and now you're complaining?
Bones: *oh no, he knows THAT look* You are in for it now, otherself...
Jo: And eleven on the Jim scale?
Karl: *sideeye at Bones, then at Chris* Fine, fine. I take it back. Show me what you got, Captain Kirk. *scoots forward*
Chris: ... *watches uncertainly*
Jim: *crawls forward, curving his fingers along Karl's jaw with a little smirk* Captain? Know just how to turn a man on, Karl. *hand around the back of the neck, then brushes his lips over Karl's before slowly deepening*
Spock: [is maybe slightly squirmy at all this "captain" talk]
Jim: *oh you know that was in the captain voice Spock*
Spock: [then is most definitely squirmy]
Bones: *is watching intently... this is weird, but still good. wow*
George: *watches*
Chris: *may have forgotten to breathe for a minute* *thinks this is hot, but strange, too*
Bones: *looks at Chris' face* *knows that look*
Chris: *grins faintly at Bones* *squirms, adjusting himself*
Karl: *oh, he's gonna play it like that, is he.* *goes up on his knees, headtilt, dips Kirk and gives him a good old-fashioned movie hero kiss. except with no faking at all.*
Jo: *has a list if Spock is interested?*
Chris: ... *gapes, mouth slightly open, painfully hard all of a sudden*
Bones: *reminds himself to practice that dip thing when they get home that night*
Jim: *wraps his arms around Karl, not hesitating to give a little grind while he's there, fingers tight on the back of Karl's neck*
Chris: Fuck.
Jo: Yup. That's what it looks like he's trying to do.
Karl: *whoa, this dude's serious business.* *grabs his ass most unheroically in retaliation before letting him back up and breaking kiss with a little gasp* ...Well.
Spock: ... [nnngh]
Chris: ... *licks his lips*
Bones: *still staring, at Chris then Jim's face* *interesting thoughts*
Jim: *another little grind, eyes dark* ...Feel as big as Bones, you know? *little whisper just meant for Karl*
Spock: [totally heard that]
Karl: *turns crimson*
Spock: [INTRIGUED]
Jim: *lip brush over blush* Can I get up now, Karl? *smirk*
Karl: Oh. Yeah, yeah. Sorry. You -- go. Thank you. Bottle? *spins it somewhat desperately*
Jim: *sits down, adjusts self, stretches back*
Bottle: *is plotting intrigue --- Bones*
George: *grins at this*
Bones: *stares at bottle again*
Karl: *god damn it*
Chris: *glances over at Jim with a smirk*
Jim: *MOST BRILLIANT SMILE EVAR*
Spock: [APPRECIATES THIS TOO.]
Jo: You'd think the bottle had a mind of it's own. What's next? Bones kissing Zach?
Bones: *looks up at Karl* So...
Zach: *is not trying slightly to hide his half-hardness in way too tight jeans*
Spock: [leeeeeans against Zach so he can get a better view]
Karl: Yes. So. *contemplates trying to just kiss his cheek but knows he wouldn't get away with it in this company*
Zach: *gulp, then grins just a little, reaching over and brushing their hands together. accidently. of course*
Bones: *crawls over the bottle and nudges at Karl's face* *closes his eyes and kisses him soft and slow*
Spock: [lol nice try mr. quinto. slides his hand over his hand and squeezes.]
Zach: *little gasp, can feel what Spock is like this* Spock...
Jim: *stares openly, letting out a little sound*
Chris: ... *scoots over and leans against Jim* ... Damn.
Jim: *whispers* That's the hottest thing I've ever seen. Ever. And I have a blackout in Xenobingo.
Spock: [oh yeah, emotional transferance....whatever.] Aroused, Mr. Quinto?
Zach: ...how can I not be?
Chris: *whispers back* I thought you and Karl were fucking hot, but god.
Karl: *hesitates a second, realizing that this is what people on the other side feel, before he kisses back. extremely weird, but...not unpleasant.*
Jim: *slowly raises hand* ...more please?
Chris: Seconded. *bites his lip hard, adjusting himself again*
Bones: *doesn't go too long or too deep, keeps is soft* *pulls on Karl's lower lip as he moves back to his own spot* *not blushing*
Jim: *glances down at Chris doing that, getting some terrible ideas in his head..... shares with Spock because he is terrible like that*
Spock: [woah, what are these weird images, mates?]
Jim: *porn, spock. porn*
Karl: *still red from before, redness is not a result of kissing himself whatsoever* Okay. Not weird at all. An interesting life experience. Yeah.
Chris: *moves to let Karl sit down again, looking at him wide-eyed*
George: Spin the bottle bro.
Bones: Yeah... *weird, seeing Karl a little flustered too* Okay. Spinning... *spins*
Bottle: *doctors have skilled hands --- Zach*
Spock: [v nice. but who is he going to lean against? ): ]
Zach: .... *not blushing* Doctor. *slight Spock tone? maybe*
Jim: *leans back, grinning*
Jo: *laughs*
Bones: Him? *points to the one who looks like Spock* *leans over Spock to get close to Zach* Hi there. *closes his eyes and kisses him soft at first, waits for him to respond*
Spock: [leeeeeans back -- where is the couch? -- and there is the floor. but the glass stays upright and the drink unspilled.]
Zach: ...hey. *little kiss, at first, before leaning more into it and getting enough together to brush his fingertips through Bones' hair*
Karl: *weird. yet again. still, less personal awkwardness and more...scientific fascination watching his own body kiss from the outside.*
Chris: *picks up his glass and takes a drink, eyes never leaving them*
Jo: *gives Chris a cookie*
Chris: Thanks, sweetheart.
Bones: *like Spock but not, sweeter and shyer somehow* *reaches for the back of his neck and bringing him in a little closer, just running their tongues together*
Spock: [this is a nice angle. but it has no drink access...]
Jim: *nudges Chris with his elbow* Is Zach shy? *gringrin*
Chris: *leans across Karl* You wouldn't think it, but yeah. A little.
Zach: *is not hearing that, instead leaning into McCoy and curling his tongue against McCoy's, tasting bitter bourbon and sweet biscut*
Karl: *grin* In situations such as these.
Jim: Opposite of Spock, if you can believe it. He's sorta ... much more like a man-whore than shy.
Chris: *chokes on his cookie* *coughs* .... Seriously?!
Spock: [from the floor] I resent that simile, Jim.
Bones: *wow, nice move there* *pulls back slowly with a smile* ...okay then. *gets back to his spot*
Spock: [~help, Leonard?~]
Jim: Then get up and defend yourself, Spock. *to Chris* Yea, seriously. He's bonded to James T. Kirk after all. *whatever, cat's out of the bag*
George: *Snorts* Couldn't tell, the way he went after Chris
Bones: *helps Spock up* He's got a point, there...
Zach: *sits back, smiling for just a second before reaching out and giving the bottle a spin*
Bottle: *does things in pairs, evidently --- Spock*
Spock: .... [has Leonard hold his drink now so he can offer both hands to Mr. Quinto.]
Jo: *watches this one KEENLY*
Chris: *watches avidly, mindful of Jim's words*
Bones: *watches Jo's interest and makes a note to find out more about this*
Zach: *STARES, blushing, before putting his hands out* ...Spock. Shit. *laces their fingers together, feeling a little drunk on doing so*
Jo: *shifts a bit in her seat*
Spock: [emotional transferance to the maximum......shifts onto his knees, and then leans forward for a soft kiss.]
Chris: *leans forward a little*
Jim: *drooling -- wait, no, isn't*
Jo: *shifts to sit on the heel of her foot*
Zach: *gasps as there's a rush in his head, and before he can sort it out oh hi there Spock. a little less tentative than with McCoy, pressing forward*
Bones: *feeling something hitting him... in the pants*
Jim: *shudders as Spock is definitely dropping his shields.... hell*
Spock: [deepens the kiss, and then releases one of his hands so it can slide up to rest against the side of Zach's face. IMAGINATION TIME.]
Jo: *would probably pay something to be between those two*
Zach: *about a millisecond of realization about those fingers before it hits him like a sledgehammer, feeling Spock in his mind as much as against his lips and their hands together. a pounding lust that makes him shove Spock forward, knee on either side of his hips, leaning into the kiss hard*
Chris: ... Whoa.
Jo: *hands Chris a napkin without looking away* Fuck...
Jim: *reaches down, little self-squeeze* ...I thought... you said he was shy?
Bones: *feels them leaning toward him, then on him* Hey guys... *somehow manages to save the drinks*
Chris: I ... he... fuck.
Jo: That don't look shy...
Chris: *stares at Zach and Spock* I thought he WAS shy.
Spock: [surrounded by Mr. Quinto and Leonard, which is nice. rolls around in his mind before drawing his hand away and going for some groping -- just to see how it feels on the other side.]
Zach: *gasps against Spock's lips as god dammit is Spock groping his ass? fine two can play at that, brings up Spock's hand and licks the side of one long finger*
Jim: *eyes half close, getting it now* Spock must be wasted to start melting with strangers...
Bones: @.@
Spock: Nngh--! [arches up] That is not included in the definition of kissing!
Chris: *blinks* It totally counts.
Zach: *panting* Neither is rolling like a cat through someone's mind. Logically. You know.
Jim: ...seconding the counting.
Jo: It may not be the definition, but you should definitely do it again. *little breathless*
Spock: I was curious. [innocent face?]
Zach: *absolutely perfect Spock-brow-raise* I see. *and Spock voice*
Spock: [grabs his hip, and pulls his hips down while he arches his own up, grinding them together. he'll get him to stop stealing his voice.]
Chris: *to Jim* You weren't kidding, were you?
Zach: *definitely can't keep it up with that, just groaning a little before bending down and nipping Spock's ear before pulling away entirely, standing up* ...excuse me. *just bolts out*
Jim: .....................................nope.
Spock: !! [little flustered with the nip, but is pleased with his victory. rolls onto his side, his head on Leonard's thigh.]
Bones: *rests his hand on Spock's head* ...that wasn't nice, Commander
George: *follows Zach out of the room*
Zach: *walks out onto Chris' balcony, putting his head in his hands, needing the fresh air and trying to calm himself and certain parts of himself down*
Spock: [reaches his hand over his head to brush his fingers over certain...things. through his trousers.] I did not intend for it to be malicious, Doctor.
Jim: *hesitant* ...Maybe you should.. go after him?
Chris: Yeah, I... *scrambles awkwardly to his feet*
George: You okay Zach? *leans against the railing*
Zach: *tight* Just wanna be alone right now, kay?
Chris: *hovers at the door* Zach...?
George: Think he just needs to calm down buddy. *heads back inside*
Zach: *steals just a slight look at Chris before groaning into his hands, getting himself under control*
Jim: *to Bones* Well, shit, that was-- Spock, hands off.
Bones: *glares a little at Spock* Good move.
Chris: *bites his lip, nodding as George goes inside* Hey. *reaches out to Zach, his hand resting lightly on his back*
Zach: *wants to stop being hard sometime this century* Just need a few, okay?
Spock: [lawls no he is not stopping with the light touches] He was in need of some...emotional release.
Chris: *catches on* Yeah, sure. If you're sure you're okay?
Jim: *gets up, walks over, grabs Spock's ankles, starts dragging him towards the front door*
Zach: *sounds sheepish* Yea, just... *embarrassed* need a few minutes. I'll be back.
Spock: Jim! [digs his nails into the carpet and pulls back] Kroika!
Chris: *smiles crookedly* Yeah, okay. *squeezes his shoulder before heading back inside*
Jim: You going to stop? *still dragging*
Chris: *watches Jim and Spock, bemused* That can't be good for the carpet.
Jo: Is he okay? *feels vaguely guilty*
Spock: [still digging into the carpet and oh look, the corner of a wall.] If you insist...?
Chris: *flops down on the floor, downing the rest of his drink in one go* Yeah, he's fine. Just needed a minute to collect himself.
Jim: *gives a harder pull* I am insisting. *captainy voice oh yes*
Jo: *nods and leans against Chris* Good. Don't want y'all traumatized just yet.
Spock: [gripping hard at the corner to keep himself anchored. but captainy voice....] Then I shall cease.
Chris: *snorts* I don't think he was traumatized...
Bones: *goes to make a sandwich*
Chris: *watches Bones walk across to the kitchen, then looks around* I guess Karl crashed while I was out there, yeah?
Jo: *eyes* Yeah, I think so. Admiral Pike did too.
Spock: [manages to pull himself up though, woah, the ground really isn't as stable as he thought it might be. leans against the edge of the kitchen counter.] ....What are you constructing, Leonard?
Jim: *thinking about earlier with the car, reaching out and brushing his hand over Chris' arm with a slight smirk*
Chris: *smirks back, edging closer* *knows exactly what Jim's thinking*
Bones: food. you want some? *pulls out more bread*
Jim: *murmurs towards Chris* Wanna give Bones a show?
George: He'll have some whether he wants some or not. *authoritative voice as he wanders into the kitchen* I'll have a sandwich too please, Bones.
Chris: *leans in* Fuck, yes.
Bones: *scrounges around, find some potato chips and sticks them in Jim's sandwich* Go hand this to Jim. *makes a couple others, sticks them on a plate* *makes a veggie one for Spock, hands it to him seperate*
Jim: *pulls Chris in close and kisses him hard, flicking his tongue over Chris' lower lip* ...yea.
Spock: ...thank you. [something about bread? and soaking abilities? something. picks up with his hand and munches♥]
Chris: *slides closer, hooking one long leg over to straddle Jim while not breaking the kiss*
Jo: *goes to the kitchen* Need help getting the food out?
Bones: *heads over and has a seat next to them, where he can see*
Spock: [follooooows Bones and takes a seat by him. munching.]
Chris: *bites Jim's lower lip, then soothes it with his tongue, his fingers tugging at Jim's--his--shirt.
Jim: *strips Chris' shirt off and bends his head down to bite softly on Chris' shoulder*
George: *leans against the patio door and drinks his midslide*
Spock: [watches. and munches. feels a little better.]
Chris: *gasps, pulling Jim's shirt off before lowering his mouth to suck at the base of his neck, one hand in Jim's hair*
Jim: *tilts his head, gasping quietly by Chris' ear* You like this? Knowing everyone in the room is staring at you, wanting you?
Bones: *noms and watches* *knows what Jim is doing, and appreciates the hell out of it*
Spock: [the innocence of the cheese and tomato sandwich is being tainted...]
Chris: *shivers, rubbing against Jim* Yes... *gasps, pulling Jim's shirt off before lowering his mouth to suck at the base of his neck, one hand in Jim's hair*
Jim: *tilts his head, gasping quietly by Chris' ear* You like this? Knowing everyone in the room is staring at you, wanting you?
Bones: *noms and watches* *knows what Jim is doing, and appreciates the hell out of it*
Spock: [the innocence of the cheese and tomato sandwich is being tainted...]
Chris: *shivers, rubbing against Jim* Yes...
Jim: *noses in slowly* ...just like me, Chris, like to be stared at, know people want you...
Chris: ... Maybe. *turns his head, watching Bones and Spock watch them*
George: *watches curiously* *wishes his own double was here*
Bones: *watches more intently, his food finished* *leans against Spock* Wonder how alike they really are...
Jim: *glances over as well, breathing out slowly* ...might find out.
Chris: *nuzzles against the side of his face*... yes.
Spock: In what quality? [shoves the rest of the sandwich into his mouth]
Bones: *looks at Spock* Oh, I don't know... sex?
Spock: .... [is amazed by Leonard's subtlety.]
Jo: *slips outside to the balcony if they're having sex, staying politely to the far end that Zach is on*
Chris: We could do that. *nips at Jim's earlobe, sucking it into his mouth*
Jim: *rumbles low, leaning into it* ...just as sensitive as I am? *shifts to brush a thumb over one of Chris' nipples*
Zach: *nods once to Jo, walking back into the house proper and---......oh fuck.*
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Zach woke up sharply with a gasp, eyes wide as he scrambled up in bed. He looked around in every direction, recognizing the room immediately. It was Chris' guest room, and Noah was at the end of the bed looking at him like he had lost his mind. Slowly Zach scrubbed a hand over his face, trying to pointedly ignore the morning wood he had settled hot between his thighs. A cold shower was required, and possibly a psychiatrist. Clearly, he was losing his mind. Years of keeping his inappropriate crush on his co-actors was coming to a head and karma was biting him in the ass.
He pulled out his phone from where it sat on the night stand, at least some things never changed, and typed fast.
sometimes mornings aren't always what they seem to be. guess what today is?
It was a surprise to see an email from a certain source tucked away in his inbox as he sat there in bed. He pulled it up and both eyebrows shot up as he read it. A meeting already? Guess Karl is coming in to the United States a whole lot sooner than he expected.
He looked down to Noah and shook his head. "Guess I'm breaking out the hoodie again." And I need to talk to Chris.