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SPIN THE BOTTLE

BASIC RULES:
1. comment with your character (name | canon | preference in the subject)
2. rng that shit (level + option)
3. sloppy makeouts and tender feelings are had

note: younger characters (you know who you are) pleaseee refrain from picking the more inappropriate options, thank you!

TAME:
1. tell that person a secret
2. kiss (cheek/forehead/somewhere chaste)
3. hold hands
4. hug
5. sit on lap

MODERATELY AWKWARD:
1. kiss on the mouth (deep kiss)
2. give a hickey (neck)
3. straddle/sit on except more indecently
4. "butt grabs" ie light fondling/touching (through clothing)
5. whisper something dirty to them

RAUNCHY SHIT:
1. touch inappropriately-- how inappropriately is up to you
2. tell them something dirty enough to make them react (blush/get aroused/idk)
3. full on makeout, if there are no tongues it doesn't count
4. lap... dance.....
5. xxx (xcuse me i don't mean 2 b rude but 2nite i'm fuking u)

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[ Good is very good. ]

[ Do it again. ] Not done. [ That came out too quickly. He immediately looks at the floor after saying it and clears his throat. ] I mean-- Unless... We're not playing anymore.

[ he should probably feign rolling again or something-- maybe he'd even get something more scandalous as an excuse to push steve's buttons a little more but he's got a bad habit of being selfish and doing what he wants when he wants. like now, reaching to curl fingers into the lapels of his jacket so he could pull him closer, watching him intently, all stark charm though there's something undeniably mischievous there, like he knows he probably shouldn't be doing this and that makes him want to do it all the more. he gives him a moment to adjust to the closeness (too close, nearly chest to chest, but that's alright) before tilting up, catching his mouth again, the kiss now coaxing and insistent, an encouraging little moan muffled between them.

c'mon, big guy. live a little. ]

[ The first immediate (and stupid) thought is that Tony cheated worse than he did. He didn't even roll. Cheater.

He was so close he could practically feel the reactor there. Almost. Nobody's been that close before. This was scandalously close. He's terrified and Tony's got this hint of being a tricky bastard with that dangerously charming look of his. It says 'trouble' but he doesn't want to stop it.

Steve's got his lips to his again and -- did Tony just moan? Was that what that tiny sound was? He feels like there's peer pressure behind this kiss. He leans into it though and kisses back for once. It's delicate in comparison than the person that started this. Hesitant at first.

Give him a second. He's new at this. ]

[ gosh you big baby it's just kissing alright!! at least he's not touching your butt not that he'll make promises he won't.

he's a tna kind of guy and steve rogers, you have both formidable tits and ass. that's totally a compliment.

delicate is better than nothing though and tony eases off a little, lets it draw into something more-- casual. lazy. like a sleepy good morning kiss, the kind that's easy and light and kind of nice and definitely not enough for tony stark but what can you do.

a hand abandons his jacket, reaches to brush fingers over his cheek then up into his hair, carding, soothing. ]

[ don't you dare grab his butt yet, mister stark.

There we go. That was a little less...threatening? Not that a kiss could be threatening, really. It was nice but this was nicer now. Calmer. Softer. Sweet. Steve made a ~~dreamy sigh~~ small hum of approval.

The fingers becoming a serious comfort. Comforting and then Steve's leaning in a little further now, hands moved and placed on Tony's shoulders -- just there. Then sliding back to where they were earlier on his chest. ]

Do you like them or something?

[ tony murmurs amused against his mouth-- his own "tits" so to speak (nothing compared to steves, honestly), nails dragging light over his scalp given the good reaction from before. his fingers round back down to the back of his neck and he steals another small, chaste kiss, teasing, ]

I can flex or something.

[ Steve had a shakey breath and his lips are curving up in a smile and he cracked up a little. Short. Very short but he laughed.

He was caught off guard and had his eyes closed and was stuck in this moment and it felt comforting and safe and then-

Flexing. It cracked him up. ] --What?

[ steve laughing makes tony laugh, he can't help it. it's just too funny. and as if to make his point, he pushes his chest into his hands, flexes. ]

Better? Worse?

Um... [ Steve smile widens and he's a mix of confused and extremely amused at where this went. He glances down at his hands and he can feel the muscles there.

His hands close without really thinking and-- oh he just. Groped him. Wait. He pulls his hands back quickly and bites his lip, still smiling and he is trying really hard not to laugh. ]

Oops... Uh. Sorry.

[ scolding playfully, ]

You haven't even taken me to dinner, Steve.

[ He's so embarrassed but it's so funny ] Is it too late now?

Nope.

[ he gives steve's chest a little pat. ]

There's a good burger joint in the Shopping place. I expect excellence.

Okay. [ ......wait. ] --You're serious?

[ this is potentially getting awkward very fast uh oh. ]

Are... you?

[ This turned into a date. Is that a date?
Don't say date. He missed his last one. ] ...I could take you for burgers.

[ attaboy. dismissively, ]

Good, because I'm starving.

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