Birthday Bash June 23rd | Evening

[z_jay]

Who: Eugene, Max, and the inhabitants of House 51 and their invitees
What: A birthday party summons for Eugene and Max
When: June 23rd, evening
Where: House 51
Summary: After the events of the draft finally settling, it's time to get life back to normal.
Rating: PG-13 for drinking and swearing.




It was finally time to admit to himself that he was no longer in the club of twenty-somethings, which was a shame, really... but he wasn't going to lie to himself any longer. At least he wasn't alone, and Max could share in the not-quite-misery with him.

Something needed to unify people, something positive, and maybe this could help to begin settling nerves and getting life back to normal. So Eugene sends out a few invitations, even to the residents of his own home with a soft grin.

There were things that they could do to entertain themselves without much prep. Plenty of booze, board games, and even some baking that could be done. It didn't have to be something all-out as it was last year (no one could ever top a rave party for their birthday) but he wanted to party. So upon arrival, the smell of baking and cooking would be the first thing to greet them, before Eugene, of course.

[ooc: Anyone is in fact welcome to join in, and can consider themselves invited by people who have been invited. That is to say, this party is not exclusive to current CR, make yourselves at home]

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[complicatedliar]

[Drunk, Loki is a bit to the floppy side. He has to clutch at Eugene's arm, wobbling after the little shove. He laughs, and doesn't let go, probably when he should. The shot ends up in his other hand, and he smirks.]

Yes, you would like that as a second birthday present, wouldn't you.

[And then he swallows the shot. And licks out the little glass.]

[z_jay]

[Loki would likely kick himself for not being able to see the expression on Eugene's face when he watched Loki gulp down the shot, how his tongue slipped out to gather every last drop out of it. His lips parted and he was briefly distracted by a memory that he was still unwilling to let go of.

He swallowed hard once he snapped out of it, forcing a laugh and clearing his throat]

Your turn.

[complicatedliar]

My turn to what?

[He locates Eugene's hand and, a trifle unsteadily, puts the shot glass back in it. Still holding on to Eugene's arm with his other hand.]

Something with your bottom?

[z_jay]

[Eugene wasn't in the least put off, as he was a tactile creature by nature. That, and he liked being able to steady someone with his own two feet. Made him feel special]

Wha-- NO, no...

[He took a moment to laugh, obviously more drunk than he wanted to admit if he couldn't hold back against such words]

Your turn... [And he poked Loki's nose with his forefinger once] to tell me a truth and a lie and have me guess.

[complicatedliar]

[Dost thou poke me, sir? With thine finger? Loki contemplates this adorable affront, then with a look of concentration on his face, nips Eugene's finger. He grins, pleased with himself.]

Let me see. I... can write a poem in runes with my tongue.

[Bigger grin.]

When I shapeshift, I only look like a woman.

[z_jay]

[Oh, they're biting, now? It took him a second to parse what had happened, but then he's biting at Loki's ear in retribution, utterly just to get him back for the nip.]

I call bullshit on the second one, I've seen what you can do with illusions.

[complicatedliar]

[Loki gasps, his hand tightening slightly on Eugene's arm. Then he laughs. He has no compunctions against escalating. So he leans forward, putting himself nose to nose with Eugene.]

You misunderstand what I mean. That when I shapeshift, I only look like a woman. Rather than have all of the appropriate... bits.

Would you like to change your answer?

[Okay Eugene is actually right, but he'll just see if he can change the guy's mind in a little cheat. And then quick as a snake striking, he tilts his head to nip Eugene's neck.]

[z_jay]

[There was a little snickering when he was face to face with Loki, knowing the other couldn't see him, and yeah, okay it was sad, but he was laughing, too.]

Not how the rules work, am I right or am I wrong?

[So maybe his tone was flirty-- and makes a very undignified waugh at the sudden biting, laughing as he tries to squirm his way out of that]

I stand by my word!

[complicatedliar]

Oh fine, you are right. But for a wrong reason, so don't feel pleased with yourself.

[He giggles, wavering a bit on his feet so that he bumps against Eugene.] Stop my mouth with my punishment before I feel tempted to bite you again.

[z_jay]

[For all his seriousness, Eugene could definitely let loose when he was drunk, and he let loose with a soft little yay before pouring the next shot. It sloshed a little over the top, but that just meant he was making sure Loki got his full cup's worth.]

Open up!

[Just a little clumsy as he presses the shot glass into Loki's hand]

Details, Loki. Alright-- let's see.

I have skinny dipped in a natural preserve... spring, thing... whatever.

I've painted graffiti on an overpass in a really drunken stupor. Being drunk is where I make all my bad life decisions.

[complicatedliar]

[Clumsily, he tries to give the shot back, laughing.] No, no, you shall have to feed it to me. I'm afraid I'm far too clumsy.

But look how slow you've been.

[He makes to nip the other side of Eugene's neck. This is sloppy, ridiculous, pure fun.]

And I think... the graffiti is a lie because in a stupor you would only paint yourself with drool.

[z_jay]

Are you serious? Alright, alright, fine. I got your shot.

[There's challenge in his voice, and he's planning, true to form, follow through. With one arm slung over Loki's shoulders, he takes the shot glass from him, knocking it back in one fluid motion. He did not swallow, but instead guided Loki's face to his own in what would possibly be the most sloppy kiss-transfer of drink to ever happen.

Painted in drool, indeed, but Loki would be sharing it. All meant in party fun, but it seemed like a fantastic idea. Even when he pulled away and wiped his mouth on his forearm, he had to concede Loki had chosen well.]

Yeah, skinny dipping-- I can only do graffiti on myself when drunk. Here goes.

[And he's pouring himself a shot, letting his head fall back to get it down quickly]

Your... turn!

[A little more and he'd be slurring, but he wasn't driving, so he figured, what the hell.]

[complicatedliar]

[Exactly what he wanted, that. Loki drinks the shot eagerly. And then make certain he's gotten all of it by tasting Eugene's lips. What's a sloppy kiss between friends?]

Hah! We shall see that later tonight, I think!

[Eugene seems to have been enjoying the fun thus far, and Loki's enjoying himself too. He goes for the neck again when Eugene throws back the shot, but to nuzzle, giggling all the while.]

I...seduced someone whilst shapeshifted as a woman.

And...

Hah. I left a dead mouse on Thor's pillow whilst shapeshifted as a cat!

[z_jay]

[Excuse Eugene while he lingers on the spot, eyes lidded and chest heaving slowly before he snaps out of that and actually listens to Loki's words instead of just hearing his voice and watching his lips move]

Oh, this one is hard.

[He was going to have to guess, on account of both of them seemed equally plausible]

Since you raised a fuss about the lady thing I'm gonna vote that one as the lie.

[There was logic in his decision, sort of]

[complicatedliar]

Oh? How hard is it?

[YOU SET HIM UP WHAT DID YOU THINK HE'D SAY.

He grins, then leans in to whisper, lips bumping against Eugene's ear because he can't stand steady:]

That one's the truth.

[z_jay]

Good, I wanted another shot.

[Screw using the shot glass, he took this straight from the bottle. It was shared between he and Loki anyway.]

Okay.... okay. Uh... Wait, you desused... you seduced someone as a woman?

[The possibilities flooded his mind now, and the nuance from before suddenly hit him hard. It was comical how his eyes widened]

But without the... [Now here was the crude gesturing of breasts and hips with his hands making the shape over himself]

[complicatedliar]

[Loki laughs, smelling the alcohol on Eugene's lips. He takes a delicate taste, then dissolves into giggles, leaning against him.]

Yes, I did.

Oh no. When I shapeshift, it's all there.

[He leans in to whisper:] I have nice breasts when I do that you know. Pert little...little handfuls.

[z_jay]

Oh.

[His face promptly warmed. It wasn't the only place, but the only one he was going to admit. That image that conjured in his mind was staggering, and he felt dizzy from it. All that blood going somewhere else]

Must be... nice.

[The world was doing a nice bit of swaying, so he turned and buried his face against Loki's hair, just breathing]

T'look... however y'want...

[Okay, so he was maybe nuzzling him, breathing soft and warm against him]

...Not fair.

[complicatedliar]

[Loki laughs softly. He wishes he could see the look on Eugene's face. It's not fair. So he does reach up to feel Eugene's cheek, noting the warmth of the blush, and that makes him smile. Then he moves his fingers over Eugene's lips, to feel the way they curve.

So close. When did they get so close? And Eugene is nicely warm. He likes that. He's a bit too drunk to even pretend to have self control. He's been attracted to the man for a while, and it's all to easy to just lean against him in a long line and enjoy that.

Second thoughts will probably come much later, around the time the hangover arrives.]

It's not easy, you know.

Mmm, what's not fair?

[z_jay]

It's not fair that I want to totally make out with you right now and...

[There was a very good reason why he shouldn't, why this was going to be something he'd regret, but right now as far as his logic was concerned, it was his birthday and he'd have what he wanted]

I mean, is it okay if I...

[He didn't bother to wait for an answer, just did what he was going to ask, barred for a moment when his nose ran into Loki's, but he adjusted to compensate, sealing his lips over the other man's.]

[complicatedliar]

Well of course--

[Of course you do. Because who wouldn't?

Some rational part of Loki knows that this is the worst of all possible things he could do. That part of him is almost entirely muffled under a thick layer of alcohol. He's never been good at denying himself what he wants; only when it's a step to having it in the long term, or to accomplishing some other goal.

And it feels good. It always feels good, on a physical level. And even more so, when it's a kiss with someone that you like on a deep level. (Rogue had taught him that, and still did, daily.)

(And there's another part of him that says why shouldn't he? He loves few enough people as it is. He should take every bit that he can.)

He manages a soft little laugh at the awkwardness of noses, but then he's far to distracted by what they're actually doing. He smooths his fingers back to tangle in Eugene's hair, and then he makes it as thorough and toe-curling of a kiss as he can. He's damned anyway, he might as well enjoy it. And this might be the last taste of Eugene he ever gets.

It seems like such a good idea at the time. But anything does, given enough alcohol.]

warning for boykissing

[z_jay]

[ooc: someone take a hose to these two B( ]

[For such a drunken kiss, he had expected something much sloppier and instead got something much more than that. It was exciting, unfamiliar but not in a way considered unpleasant, and he answered in kind with his own-- stepping up to the plate and leaning into Loki while those fingers tangled in his hair. If anything, when he tried to break away mid-kiss, laugh muffled by lips chasing his, was when it got sloppy. But he'd nearly knocked over the mead Loki had given him, and that would be a downight tragedy in front of the man.]

Ah--mm-- wai--mmph.

[He righted the mead, purposefully set it firmly away before gripping Loki's hair to tug him away.]

Wait a minute this is exactly... not... [There was a reason why even if it was his birthday he shouldn't be having this.]

warning for boykissing

[complicatedliar]

[Loki laughs breathlessly. Well, he has at least the presence of mind to not argue with Eugene, though he wants to. In for a penny--

He licks his lips, then smiles crookedly.]

Don't like your surprise gift?

[He laughs unsteadily, stroking his thumb through Eugene's hair. He wishes he could see, to know how the man was looking at him. Is this about to be horribly embarrassing?]

[z_jay]

[There's a very frustrated, very elongated swear that escapes Eugene before he swallows down that unsteady laugh, wanting to mute it from the world-- kiss it and make it better? He snorted and it was inelegant, but it was real.

Still, the suspicion had snuck its way into his brain and while he didn't act upon it, it did sober him up a little. Marginally. He'd never pass a sobriety test, anyway. And he's surprised a little at how the kiss intensifies when he readjusts his grip on Loki's hair behind his ears.]

Don't be an idiot.

[He's smiling against Loki's lips, figuring that he had actually caught Loki good on that one]

Problem's liking it too muchIthinkokay?

[complicatedliar]

[He doesn't know what to expect from that curse, either, but then he gets another kiss for his trouble and... oh. That's all right. Very all right. He combs his fingers through Eugene's hair and plies the man's mouth with his tongue.

Make it worth it, really.

After a moment needed for breath, he whispers against Eugene's lips:] I might like the way you grab my hair a bit too much.