Blame it on the Goose, got you feeling loose

[bicorn]

Who: OPEN
Where: Throughout the Mansion
When: June 1st - 3rd
Rating: Likely M by some point.
Summary: A catch-all post for party games and other drunken group shenanigans during the BIOTA event.
The Story:

[ Three days of extreme boozing amongst a large group of people is unlikely to remain peaceful for very long. So have a catch-all mingle post for fun, games, and -- of course -- even more alcohol.

I put up some "game" threads to get this party started but feel free to contribute with your own ideas as well! ]

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[bicorn]

[ Brittany doesn't need any extra encouragement to strip; she grips the hem of her shirt and quickly pulls it up over her head before discarding it off to the side somewhere. Funnily enough she's wearing a carbon copy of her favorite bra, the hot pink one with the black polka dots. ]

[itsahotone]

[Hot Hot. Santana brushes her hand over Brittany's stomach for a split second.]

K, lay down.

[bicorn]

[ Brittany's abs quiver at the fleeting contact. But she pulls herself together and does as she's told. ]

[itsahotone]

[Sup, perfect abs, how are you?

Oh, that's right, being covered lightly in salt. Then there's a wedge of lime placed between Brittany's teeth, and Santana's pushing her hair back so it doesn't get in the way.

She flashes a quick grin at Brittany, then leans down, licks a firm, wet stripe over warm skin.

Mmm. Salty goodness.]

[bicorn]

[ Brittany can't help but squirm and giggle at the ticklish sensation of Santana's tongue gliding against her bare stomach. She bites down on the lime just a little harder, some of the juice leaking past her lips and teeth and making her really want to swallow. But she patiently holds still to give Santana time to do her thing and take it the right way. Because she knows it'll be more than worth the wait. ]

[itsahotone]

[Santana grins even more when the muscles under her mouth move with Brittany's laughter. Just for fun, Santana dips her tongue into Brittany's belly button before sitting up again and grabbing a shot glass.

LE GULP.

Time to lean down again, this time to the other girl's mouth, taking the lime with her own, a little more delicately than someone so drunk should be able. Apparently this is a talent.

Still, she enjoys the closeness that moment brings, the way her bottom lip brushes Brittany's for a second.

Then it's done, and Santana gives a little self-congratulatory cheer.]

[bicorn]

[ Brittany licks her own lips in the wake of Santana's absence, ridding them of the last remnants of lime juice (and just the faintest hint of salt). Her abdomen still tingles from where the other girl's mouth had just been roaming and she's feeling fairly loath to have to get up and break the moment.

So so doesn't and instead flops over onto her side, releasing a happy-sounding sigh and fixing Santana with a doe-eyed gaze. ]

[itsahotone]

[Beeeeam.]

You want a turn?

[bicorn]

[ Yes!!! ]

... Okay.

[itsahotone]

[ :D

She helps Brittany off the table or whatever we said this was, then lays down.]

Oh, where do you want me?

[...She means where does Brittany want to put the salt. Shh.]

[bicorn]

[ Brittany commandeers the salt shaker. ]

Take off your shirt.

[ Nevermind that she has yet to put her own back on, this is totally an innocent request okay. ]

[itsahotone]

[There is certainly no complaining here! Santana does just that, with a small amount of flailing, then lays back down.]

Ready!

[bicorn]

[ Despite her drunken state, Brittany very clearly admires the flatness of Santana's own stomach as she sprinkles on a small trail of salt around her navel.

Next, she grabs an uneaten wedge of lime and holds it up to the other girl's mouth to be taken. ]

[itsahotone]

[WHOOOO, PARTY!!!

Ahem.

Santana, so very drunk, grins and darts her tongue out to lick the fruit before actually taking it between her teeth.]

[bicorn]

[ Brittany tips her head back and giggles as Santana's tongue accidentally grazes over her finger in the process. When the lime is good and taken away she lowers herself down and hovers over Santana's bare stomach, waiting only another moment before letting her own tongue swipe in a slow, lingering circle around the other girl's navel, meticulously licking up all the salt granules. ]

[itsahotone]

[It might not be able to hear over the music, but Santana gives a content little moan.

It feels pretty amazing, okay?!

She even reaches up to lightly brush against Brittany's hair, then drops her arm again.]

[bicorn]

[ Brittany's mouth lingers longer on Santana's warm skin than she really needs it to. She's wearing a dopey, contented smile as she finally pulls away and hammers down the remaining half of the drink from the other girl's cup. Then she's taking the lime from Santana from Santana's mouth, locking eyes with her as she does so. ]

[itsahotone]

[Even drunk out of her mind, Brittany's gaze is intense, making her feel--well, ~things~. She doesn't exactly break the look, but she does look away a couple times out of instinct. Though this doesn't stop her from saying:]

You look so hot right now, Britt.

[bicorn]

[ Having practically slid up Santana's torso to reach the lime, their stomachs are touching -- or very close to it -- through this entire exchange. Brittany seems nonplussed however. She shakes her head, blonde strands falling in curtainlike waves. ]

Not as hot as you.

[ She mumbles around a mouthful of lime before discarding the husk and licking her lips. ]