Too Hot

[wrinklefucker]

Maybe it was a party dare or maybe you're just looking for an excuse to make out, but you find yourself with a partner engaged in a dangerous game of battling tongues and sloppy makeouts. How long do you think you can hold out before it just gets too good?

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[cosmompolitan]

[She pouts, snatches her drink back, and then plops back into the love seat. Then she throws her legs across Dad's lap. Still pouting.]

Mine.

[To prove it, she downs the rest of it in one go, then wedges the empty glass in the corner of some cushions and crosses her arms petulantly. Though at this point, her pout's starting to waver a little. She butts her head gently against Dad's cheek to tell him yes, she's fine, but then wiggles down in her seat again to slouch like a sulky teenager. Though again, the slight flush in her cheeks from alcohol and sudden timidity gives her away again.]

So. What do you boys want?

[pheirental]

[ He'll lean towards her when she butts him. Glad to know she's okay enough to become possessive of and down the rest of her drink. He wraps an arm reassuringly around her, but raises an eyebrow at the question she asks. ]

Boys?

[ Glancing over at Bro. He wasn't aware that Bro was counted as a winner as well in all of this. Then again, it was true, he had managed to keep his hands off of both Dad and Mom throughout this. ]

[plushrumpus]

Hey, I resent that. I'm a man, dammit. [Bro says this with a theatrical scowl and an overly-gruff voice, gulping down the rest of his drink and putting the glass down none-too-gently. He regains his poker face before long, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, idly licking his lips.]

And I'm pretty sure that's Dadbert's call, here. [He gestures to the other man, waggling his brows just a tiny bit.]

[cosmompolitan]

I did touch both of you. Though, mm, it does seem a bit unfair, with you joining so late. Mayyyy-be it doesn't count.

[She nudges Bro's leg with her foot, then bumps Dad's shoulder with her own. She's smirking again.]

Maybe you two should play a tie-breaker.

[pheirental]

[ His eyebrows could not be hiked any higher here. If he understands her right, and he's pretty darned sure he does that means another round of kissing here.

He looks over at Bro thoughtfully. In one way, it'd be fair. In another way, he trusts Bro even less than he trusts Mom when it comes to playing this game in a fair way. You never know what the guy has up his sleeve, and that could very end end badly for Dad.

Still besides a very dangerous thread of losing, he has no opposition to the idea whatsoever.

He'll ask Bro though. ]

What do you say?

[plushrumpus]

I say you two oughta stop reading my mind. [Bro smirks a bit, tilting his head and leaning just a little closer.] Hell yeah, I'll play the winner.

[cosmompolitan]

Wonderful. You don't mind if I keep my seat, do you?

[If she were any more coy she'd be living in a fish pond.]

I did already lose.

[pheirental]

[ He's got a feeling this is all some sort of set up, but he can't deny the lady her seat, and he's sure nothing too bad can come out of this whole game. ]

Not at all, I think we can manage just fine where we are.

[ In fact, he'll just be turning around to face Bro, leaning forward a little. ]

If that's alright by you?

[plushrumpus]

[Bro just keeps inching closer, brows raised over the edge of his glasses.]

More than alright, Daddy-o. Now pucker up.