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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[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. ]