Britwitch's Hallowe'en Party 2011

[Britwitch]

Looks up with a cupcake half in his mouth, then finishes it quickly with a sheepish grin.

"Sorry, got caught up in the sweet things. It is just so difficult not to indulge when I have something that tastes so divine." He winks at Brit, then chuckles. "I figured my costume would ignite some ideas."

Oh that it does...

Leans closer to fiddle with the brass buttons on the front of the jacket

...it certainly does...

A mischievous smile

And do help yourself to anything you like, after all, that's why it's there...to be enjoyed...

 

[IsItWittyEnough]

"Yeah, I might have had something to do with this place dying though I wasn't exactly trying." Nods at the lovely hostess as I walk back into the party. "But it looks like maybe it's started to liven up again?"

 

[Seranova]

Oh that it does...

Leans closer to fiddle with the brass buttons on the front of the jacket

...it certainly does...

A mischievous smile

And do help yourself to anything you like, after all, that's why it's there...to be enjoyed...

A playful smirk crosses his lips as he watches her play with his buttons, which only grows ever more mischievous upon her carefully worded sentence. The joke is obvious, yes. Does that stop him? Of course not.

"Oh really... well, I can think of a few enjoyable things I would help myself to." Small laughter, as his eyes flick up and down her costume for a moment. "I think I'll start with something to wet my lips. Punch, maybe?"

 

[Avellan13]

Grabbing a drink, I find a place to sit down then watch the party while I wait.

 

[Britwitch]

A playful smirk crosses his lips as he watches her play with his buttons, which only grows ever more mischievous upon her carefully worded sentence. The joke is obvious, yes. Does that stop him? Of course not.

"Oh really... well, I can think of a few enjoyable things I would help myself to." Small laughter, as his eyes flick up and down her costume for a moment. "I think I'll start with something to wet my lips. Punch, maybe?"

The punch is very good...very sweet but very good...

She fetches a glass of the pink coloured liquid, being sure to make the most of the short walk to add more than a little wiggle to her movements, and offers it to him

I think you'll like it

 

[Nina327]

she almost giggled, lovely indeed but fingers and lips paused it in her thoughts.

Smiling she watched him walk. She likes this part of the game.

Picking up a cookie from the tray she walked to where he sat.. She bent over and held the cook out in the flat of her palm.

"You forgot something."

 

[Avellan13]

I walk over to where Brit and the others are gathered and smile.

So what are we talking about? Cookies? Punch?

 

[IsItWittyEnough]

Yawns and then sits down on an empty couch looking around the room quietly, sipping some tea.

 

[Seranova]

The punch is very good...very sweet but very good...

She fetches a glass of the pink coloured liquid, being sure to make the most of the short walk to add more than a little wiggle to her movements, and offers it to him

I think you'll like it

His head tilts to the side with a crooked grin as he watches her walk, then lifts again upon her return. When he takes the offered punch, his eyes remain on hers, and hands close over her smaller ones.

"Thank you my dear. I've often found the best juices are the sweetest ones..."

 

[Noon_Shadow]

she almost giggled, lovely indeed but fingers and lips paused it in her thoughts.

Smiling she watched him walk. She likes this part of the game.

Picking up a cookie from the tray she walked to where he sat.. She bent over and held the cook out in the flat of her palm.

"You forgot something."

He smiled as he watched Nina follow him, grinning as she held the cookie out to him, offering it in the flat of her palm. He peeked plafully down her top as she bent forward, eyes flashing. "Why thank you, Mrs. Cleaver."

He laughed softly and then he reaches out with his tongue, flicking across her palm, and then closing his lips around the cookie. He nibbles on it as his teeth and lips brush lightly against her hand, and then grins wickedly, holding it between her lips, as he reaches up to her hips and grabs them, pulling her forward into his lap.

"You seem to have slipped." Then he leaned forward, and pressed the rest of the cookie, still held between his lips, against hers, kissing her.

 

[Britwitch]

His head tilts to the side with a crooked grin as he watches her walk, then lifts again upon her return. When he takes the offered punch, his eyes remain on hers, and hands close over her smaller ones.

"Thank you my dear. I've often found the best juices are the sweetest ones..."

I guess it's all a matter of taste...

The slightest shiver as hands cover hers, larger hands, stronger hands.

...but I must admit I would be inclined to agree with you...

 

[Avellan13]

Sighing, I turn and leave the party, looking for something to do.

 

[Nina327]

"You seem to have slipped." Then he leaned forward, and pressed the rest of the cookie, still held between his lips, against hers, kissing her.

pulling back her nose scrunched as she wiped crumbs from his lips then hers. the idea of exchanging cookie juice in a kiss was just past her love of mixing food and sex. It might have been a fine line of hers... but it was a line none the less.

She wriggled on his lap, settling her knees better...

I think it might be because one of us is slippery.

 

[Seranova]

I guess it's all a matter of taste...

The slightest shiver as hands cover hers, larger hands, stronger hands.

...but I must admit I would be inclined to agree with you...

Sips the punch with a knowing smile, his eyes never leaving her. "It is very sweet. But I find myself craving something even more so." Fingers toy at the front of her costume for a moment, and he glances down to get a better view. Obviously approving, he looks back up and takes another sip.

"I do like your costume. I see you took the advice on fishnets."

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He perked a questioning eyebrow at Nina, smiling. "Slippery?"

He chuckled as he felt her wriggling on his lap to get settled into a better position. "I have no idea what you mean." He grinned, a broad, smug grin, as he leaned into her, sliding a hand up to curl in her hair. He toyed with it in his fingers, sliding his fingers through it, curling it around an index finger and then sliding it down.

"Why would you say that one of us is slippery?" he asks innocently.

He gives a quick grin as he notices some Brit also enjoying a flirtatious conversation with another guest. A lovely party, indeed.

 

[Britwitch]

Sips the punch with a knowing smile, his eyes never leaving her. "It is very sweet. But I find myself craving something even more so." Fingers toy at the front of her costume for a moment, and he glances down to get a better view. Obviously approving, he looks back up and takes another sip.

"I do like your costume. I see you took the advice on fishnets."

Thank you...I think you know my opinion of yours...

Blue eyes flitting down over the navy blue and white of your costume with it's brass embellishments sparkling in the candlelight

...if you desire something sweeter, perhaps I should show you the parlour...see if there is something in there to fulfill your appetites...

 

[IsItWittyEnough]

Kicks off shoes and lays back on the couch. "Well, at least the couch is comfortable..."

 

[Seranova]

Thank you...I think you know my opinion of yours...

Blue eyes flitting down over the navy blue and white of your costume with it's brass embellishments sparkling in the candlelight

...if you desire something sweeter, perhaps I should show you the parlour...see if there is something in there to fulfill your appetites...

A soft chuckle escapes his lips at the offer, then he gazes at her curiously for several moments. Finally, a smile, a nod, and an outstretched hand as he gestures his ascent.

"My tastes are rather demanding, my dear. If you think you can offer something that satisfies, then lead the way. I will sample and see how much I enjoy..."

 

[Britwitch]

A soft chuckle escapes his lips at the offer, then he gazes at her curiously for several moments. Finally, a smile, a nod, and an outstretched hand as he gestures his ascent.

"My tastes are rather demanding, my dear. If you think you can offer something that satisfies, then lead the way. I will sample and see how much I enjoy..."

I take his hand and lead him, away from the others and into the kitchen at the rear of the house. A large room, dominated by a huge oaken table. The sideboards are covered in platters of food ready to be taken in to the party whenever they are needed. The few servers that had been lingering, disappear as we enter. Leaving us alone.

The parlour is through there...

I gesture to a door behind him.

...and here in the kitchen there are all sorts of goodies hidden away.
So...what do you fancy trying first...?

 

[Nina327]

He perked a questioning eyebrow at Nina, smiling. "Slippery?"

He chuckled as he felt her wriggling on his lap to get settled into a better position. "I have no idea what you mean." He grinned, a broad, smug grin, as he leaned into her, sliding a hand up to curl in her hair. He toyed with it in his fingers, sliding his fingers through it, curling it around an index finger and then sliding it down.

"Why would you say that one of us is slippery?" he asks innocently.

He gives a quick grin as he notices some Brit also enjoying a flirtatious conversation with another guest. A lovely party, indeed.

the innocents is not lost on her... not in the least.

She smiled, wickedly enjoying the fingers in her hair as her hand slid up her thigh to under her skirt.

The same said hand reappeared and found it's way to her mouth. Her tongue exiting her mouth to lick her fingers.


"Because one of us is."

 

[Noon_Shadow]

the innocents is not lost on her... not in the least.

She smiled, wickedly enjoying the fingers in her hair as her hand slid up her thigh to under her skirt.

The same said hand reappeared and found it's way to her mouth. Her tongue exiting her mouth to lick her fingers.


"Because one of us is."

He smiled, watching, as she trailed her hand up her thigh, teasing beneath, leaving there where he could not see for a moment. And then he growled slightly as she leaned forward, licking her slick fingers. His eyes burned into hers for a second, as he felt his hips shift beneath hers, and then he captured her hand in his, pulling it toward himself, and then licked those same fingers just after she did.

"Hmm, that seems like it be problematic. Perhaps something should be done about that. We'd hate to see someone...trip." He chuckled wickedly as he moved his own hand up her skirt, tracing up her thigh toward the source of that same wetness. As he did so, he leaned in close to her lips.

"Perhaps we can clean that up." Then he sealed his lips down against hers.

 

[Seranova]

I take his hand and lead him, away from the others and into the kitchen at the rear of the house. A large room, dominated by a huge oaken table. The sideboards are covered in platters of food ready to be taken in to the party whenever they are needed. The few servers that had been lingering, disappear as we enter. Leaving us alone.

The parlour is through there...

I gesture to a door behind him.

...and here in the kitchen there are all sorts of goodies hidden away.
So...what do you fancy trying first...?

He follows silently, until they arrive in the kitchen. With a nod as he listens to her explanation, he begins to circle the large oak table slowly, fingers trailing along the polished wood as he moves, pondering the possibilities. Finally, he speaks evenly, casually, eying her and the platters around.

"Hmmm... some finger foods, something I can really dig in to... maybe something juicy, sweet and possibly a little runny... and I think I could go for something plump that I can sink my teeth into..." He pauses in front of her for moment, then tilts his head with a smirk. "Any recommendations?"

 

[Britwitch]

He follows silently, until they arrive in the kitchen. With a nod as he listens to her explanation, he begins to circle the large oak table slowly, fingers trailing along the polished wood as he moves, pondering the possibilities. Finally, he speaks evenly, casually, eying her and the platters around.

"Hmmm... some finger foods, something I can really dig in to... maybe something juicy, sweet and possibly a little runny... and I think I could go for something plump that I can sink my teeth into..." He pauses in front of her for moment, then tilts his head with a smirk. "Any recommendations?"

Just as I'm about to raise my fingertips to the ribbon that essentially holds my costume closed the door bell chimes out ominously. Trick or treaters...again

Cursing quietly, I snatch up a basket of candies and head to the door but I pause before going through and come back, standing much, much too close. My chest pushing up against his slightly.

I have to go...but I will be back...after all, what kind of hostess would I be if I left my guests wanting...?

A kiss to his cheek, a playful trailing of her hand down his front and she's gone.

 

[IsItWittyEnough]

Waking up from a short nap on the couch. "I'm hungry... I wonder if there's any food in the kitchen?"

 

[Nina327]

He smiled, watching, as she trailed her hand up her thigh, teasing beneath, leaving there where he could not see for a moment. And then he growled slightly as she leaned forward, licking her slick fingers. His eyes burned into hers for a second, as he felt his hips shift beneath hers, and then he captured her hand in his, pulling it toward himself, and then licked those same fingers just after she did.

"Hmm, that seems like it be problematic. Perhaps something should be done about that. We'd hate to see someone...trip." He chuckled wickedly as he moved his own hand up her skirt, tracing up her thigh toward the source of that same wetness. As he did so, he leaned in close to her lips.

"Perhaps we can clean that up." Then he sealed his lips down against hers.

Mischief... pure, simple and exquisite... it played and danced in the room.

Her free hand caught his on its rise up her thigh, entwining her fingers in his as she toyed with his kiss; exploring and tasting all that she could. He is a bold one.. between nips and tastes her voice mingled between them

"I, really, like, messy."

her cunt slick fingers snapped, she instantly disapeared... and in her place... a balloon with a Jack-o-lantern theme... filled with the sweetest cream...

Half a heartbeat... and it popped

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Trick or Treat.