Prom 2018, Community Center, Friday Evening

[omgnochecksyet]

Sure, the extreme winter weather had come and gone, but it had clearly still been on the minds of those in Student Council when they'd planned tonight's dance, as the theme went in the complete opposite direction.

Welcome, Fandom, to a tropical paradise!

There were palm trees, of course... as well as giant tissue-paper flowers hanging from the ceiling and brightly colored cutouts of frogs and parrots decorating the walls. Possibly with a good deal more glitter than one would usually associate with such a theme, but this was Fandom.

[Arrive/Mingle | Photographer | Food & Punch | Dance Floor | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Prom Court | OOC ]

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Re: Arrive/Mingle [Prom 2018]

[vrajna_kralis]

"Your mouth," he murmured, leaning down to nibble at her throat. "Here. Before we leave."

Not in the dance, obviously. But somewhere nearby, where they could hear the music, enjoy the thrill of possibly getting caught.

"Will you do that for me, rinkeni?"

Re: Arrive/Mingle [Prom 2018]

[boneyard_girl]

Now it was Ada's turn to shift uncomfortably every time Hyacinthe's lips brushed over a scale.

"Uh-huh," she said, licking her lips. "That, um, that sounds good."

Delicious was probably more accurate, but he was being distracting with the nibbling and the mental images.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [Prom 2018]

[vrajna_kralis]

She wasn't the only one who could be wicked.

His tongue traced around the edges of several scales, his hand on her shoulders to outline the ones there, too.

"I'm going to watch you for as long as I can keep my eyes open," he told her, enjoying this. "Lose my hands in your hair, watch your face..."

HYACINTHE, STOP IT.

Re: Arrive/Mingle [Prom 2018]

[boneyard_girl]

Ada took a deep, steadying breath. "We're in th' middle of th' dance, chavo," she reminded him (and herself). "We best behave b'fore we start corrupting th' littles an' one of th' chaperones gives you a scolding and detention."

Re: Arrive/Mingle [Prom 2018]

[vrajna_kralis]

"Honestly, some of them could use the corruption," Hyacinthe declared, but stepped away so he was no longer quite so tightly pressed against her. "Mamselle," he said, giving her a bow and offering his arm, "shall we?"