TEST DRIVE MEME #29

[penancemods]

Arrival

"Judgement has come upon you. God has deemed you worthy of Hell. But don't worry, it can still be undone," comes a soothing voice that echoes all around you. The voice promises comfort, hope even.

It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.

It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.

And so you do.

Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, but only a second.

Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.

Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.

The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"

Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."

On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.

After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."

They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.

The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.

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Stand Your Ground

The chill in the air is still hanging in there, biting into skin as the fog from God's divine punishment begins to fade, and with it, the twisted monsters and hallucinations that it brought in. Hallucinations stop (but may not be forgotten), injuries from tortures are healed (but again, may leave their imprint anyway), and everyone starts to slowly filter back into Penance proper. The animals are brought back to the stables and the spiders return to their nests they made within the hotel (and out, thanks to the kind sinners who helped relocate them!)

So do try not to worry if you see chihuahua sized spiders hanging around everywhere. They are quite docile! And a lot of sinners and demons seem to want to adopt the little guys as pets.

Lilith is still sporting injuries from the previous event, but she's dressed sharp and professional again, reassuring everyone that they did the best they could and it's time for a break while they wait for Lucifer's grand return to Hell. Something remains haunted in her eyes, however...

Ah, well, don't worry about it, new arrivals! It likely means nothing. Times have just been hard as of late.

Lucifer is still nowhere in sight, but Lilith announces it's time for a proper celebration as a reward for everyone's perseverance and aiding others lately. And look... it just happens to be close to that mortal holiday, Halloween!

Despite the husk of a community the fog revealed, Penance is once again decorated and vibrant in no time. Halloween decorations litter the streets and the hotel, as well as neighboring establishments. There are caramel apples being passed out freely throughout the hotel, as well as cider and other candies that inspire good moods.

Everyone seems very eager to just forget the last punishment ever even happened... sinners and demons alike. Whispers around the community show plainly that everyone is worried, hushed murmurs of God and big plans on the horizon making the rounds, but... best to not even pay attention to that. Especially any talk of Barbas possibly returning that are on the tongues of the demons who look worn out and exhausted at the mere thought. It's just simple paranoia, surely.

Now, instead get ready for the festivities!

Everyone will receive an invitation on their devices to go to the pumpkin patch within the community. It's hard to miss with its creepy scarecrows that seem to almost follow those who enter and the mischievous little demons that like to sneak up and try to smash all the pumpkins... there's also a new addition to it! A few concession stands just outside the patch, as well as what looks to be a corn maze.

Not just any corn maze either, but a spooky, haunted one that sinners will be encouraged to participate in, if they so choose! There are tons of props and costumes for all those willing to frighten their fellow sinners as they make the trek through the maze! Jump out and spook a friend or put on a performance that's truly spine-chilling!

Once inside, sinners will find themselves chased (good-naturedly) by demons and others dressed in over the top Halloween costumes ranging from creepy dolls to axe murderers to cartoonish Lucifers. For once, while creepy in parts, it really does feel like a traditional haunted attraction, done in good will for a bit of fun. No actual torture will be happening this time around!

Now, what's in the center of the maze? Well, a party of course. A Halloween bash awaits those who make it to the center of the maze that not only includes costumes, many versions of the song Monster Mash, but party drugs and alcohol galore... all with a Halloween twist. Drugs come wrapped up like little candies, and drinks are all candy flavored for the most part.

But that's not all! The succubi are out in full force, in skimpy mad scientist uniforms and test tube drinks they're handing out to all who would dare! These drinks, they'll warn, will cause some... interesting side-effects. These include:

Red - may cause a surge of possessiveness towards people or items that may be unexpectedly strong. How dare they look at anyone else? Or what nerve, that guy touching what is obviously yours.
Blue - may cause a surge of courage and bravery, giving the sinner the nerve to do something they may not normally do.
Green - may make the drinker feel more truthful and unable to tell a lie. What an uncomfortable predicament to be in when someone asks if their costume flatters them or not...
Black - may cause physical transformations of the monstrous variety. Tentacles or demonic features, even animal features. Oh my!
Pink - may cause other physical transformations, which may include sex or age swapping.
Orange - may cause one to feel inferior or superior to those around them. They may be inclined to let others know just how good they are, or shrink away to hide while they deal with the deep shame of their existence.

All effects may last anywhere from a couple hours to a full day, so it's recommended that all sinners use caution when testing these out! Additionally, multiple drinks may be consumed for a double whammy of effects for the truly adventurous.

It should also be noted that the succubi and incubi have also claimed a patch of the corn maze all their own. Venturing in, sinners will be hit with overwhelming aphrodisiacs that may include heat-like effects. More information can be found in the Follow Me Down prompt!

When it comes time for the party to wind down, guests will have to (perhaps drunkenly) navigate their way back to the pumpkin patch. It will be dark out by this point, an eerie mist in the air that hopefully won't bring back too many bad memories for some...

There won't be time to reminisce when the scarecrows seem to be quite alive and may move eerily closer every time a sinner's eyes stray away or even blink. Some may begin to downright chase sinners and demons alike right back to their homes. It's probably just a fun little Halloween prank, so don't worry about it! Like so many other odd things happening lately...

Those who aren't interested in braving a pumpkin patch or corn maze may instead opt to visit the local movie theatre for a horror movie marathon with what may contain familiar favorites as well as some very traumatizing cinema clearly meant for demonic kind. These may leave certain sinners with nightmares for a few days... or they may find them oddly enjoyable, if they're already beginning to show demonic traits. Whatever the case, at least there's limitless caramel corn on offer!

Additionally, at Helluva Cup, there's also a lot of baked treats being offered up in an expansive display... one that Bean, the hell rat is even dressed up for! Sporting a little bat costume for the festivities, he's placed as a centerpiece in the middle of the table of treats. Be careful of the very real biting that may happen for trying to take food the rat has deemed his! Also be careful, there will be consequences should anyone try to hurt the owner's beloved pet (and possible rewards for anyone who stands up for the little guy in the form of special drinks or a heartfelt thanks). It's probably for the best to just ignore the filthy rodent and steal food when you can... the treats do seem to inspire a good mood, so sinners may be encouraged to overindulge a little bit! Or a lot. They're so good, it's like they're addictive.

Helluva cup isn't responsible if anyone eats until they get sick, of course...


Reach Up High

The local demons have a unique take on trick or treat this round! While they want to give their favorite mortal sinners something of a break, they all know full and well God has to be appeased and the wary get very few breaks!

So they will be selecting sinners at random and insisting they go from room to room knocking on doors. Their task? To offer to give a treat or give a hand. Don't worry! In this case, no actual hands will be given (unless you're into that sort of thing...), but they will have to help a fellow sinner or demon with a task of their choosing. This can range from something as mild as cleaning the toilet to finding a pet lost in the chaos of all that's happened lately, to cooking them a meal, it doesn't particularly matter! Your only limitations would be your imagination!

If the person at the door chooses a treat, sinners may have to get inventive about what they offer. Treats may come in the form of treating someone to unexpected entertainment or a talent you possess, or to just be exceptionally delightful. Of course, if a sinner wants to offer an item on their person or less... innocent treats, they are free to do so as well.

To deny anyone's offer means that the sinner has failed and a sin will not be taken from their list.


Follow Me Down

WARNINGS: humiliation, public sex, a/b/o themes, potential dub-con

As mentioned, the incubi and succubi have carved out a little section of the corn maze all their own. Just off to the side of the main event, those who venture in will be treated to overwhelming aphrodisiacs hanging in the air like a very sweet perfume, more risque performances and costumes, and areas where plush cushions have been laid out for... other activities.

The succubi are still serving their drinks, but there are also decadent chocolates for the taking, as well as a chocolate fountain surrounded by fresh fruits for dipping.

There's been a makeshift stage made for an impromptu costume contest where sinners and demons can cheer for sexiest costume or encourage the removal of said outfit. There's also a helpful collection of risque costumes available for those who want to slip out of their boring old zombie or mummy look! You never know when that costume may start to influence your behavior at this sort of party, so you may want to adopt the least bitey costume there is...

Additionally, especially those who took the transformation potions, may begin to experience signs of heat or rut. They will begin to want to breed uncontrollably, and may adopt certain characteristics of either alpha or omega.

Alpha traits include enhanced aggression, the urge to claim or dominate those they want to breed with, uncontrollable sexual urges, and the ability to smell when someone close by is in heat. It may also include the ability to knot a partner, but not always. Omega traits include the need to be bred, increased body heat that may be uncomfortably intense, potential slickness as the body prepares for the experience, and the urge to present oneself to a suitable partner.Like alphas, omegas can smell a proper partner close by. The intense urge to be claimed or marked may also be present.

Both parties will experience reduced recovery time and increased stamina.

These urges will last until mating has been completed (it may take several rounds) or until the next morning, whichever comes first.

Those who aren't influenced by those urges will still find plenty of ways to have a fun time if they so choose, however! No need to fret. There's still drinking, dancing, and plenty of adult entertainment to be had.

[While pregnancy of the traditional kind isn't possible in Penance, there may be an upcoming opportunity to participate in a body horror and pregnancy-related twist coming up. As a current or future player, if you're interested in this, please include your name here with which role you participated in this prompt with, as well as your partner's name. Remember, omegas will be the ones experiencing the potential pregnancy, no matter their gender!]


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Thor | MCU | OTA

[stormbreaking]

Stand Your Ground

It's jarring to go so quickly from the weeks prior to merrymaking of this sort. He's well-familiar with Hell's extravagant take on Halloween every year, and part of Thor remains vigilant even now. Every year, something terrible crops up... why should this be any different? Even with the Lilith's and demonic reassurances.

Not that it stops him from having a bit of fun or anything.

A. The sweet smells and coffee draw him into Helluva Cup rather easily. He takes his coffee, black, and eyes the confectionaries on display with curiosity. "These look good... unlike the usual sort."

No stale bread or suspiciously old cookies here. It's all fresh and tempting. He doesn't seem overly deterred by Bean snapping at his fingers -- he even finds himself laughing. "Even the animals wear costumes?"

What a funny thing mortals do for amusement.

B. Eventually, he finds himself at the corn maze, of course. No costume yet as he wanders in through the stalks curiously. When a demon dressed as a ridiculous clown jumps around a corner waving its arms, screaming in an attempt to startle him, Thor gives an amused huff. There seems to be no true danger here -- and once or twice when he's lost, the demonic hosts have even been kind enough to point him in the right direction.

Still, he wouldn't say no to some company at all...

C. Maybe he shouldn't indulge so much, but the alcohol is sweet and oddly, he wants more of it. He tries not to indulge in drink as much as he had in the early days of his arrival, but Thor finds himself drinking in deeply as the night wears on. He can be seen sharing tales of old battles, or stories of home. Anything that seems to amuse those around him.

Eventually, he loses his shirt somewhere -- an attempt to appease those demons who would see him in some ridiculous costume.

And then eventually, he may decide to indulge in one of the colored tubes offered by the succubi. He'll find red or green most appealing, but he could likely be talked into sampling others.

Closed to Loki;

[Even like this, it doesn't take much to recognize his sibling in the crowds of celebrating demons and mortals -- although he's not quite certain when the last time he saw Loki as his sister. There's a thoughtful hum as he slides up close, offers a drink without hesitation.]

Tell me, Loki... simply felt like a change or is there an interesting effect I should be aware of here?

Follow Me Down CW: sexual situations, aphrodisiacs, potential dub-con.

A. Somewhere during the night, Thor makes a wrong turn into the more... heated portion of the party. Quite literally. He feels flushed the moment he steps through the maze to this hidden away portion. It burns under his skin, leaves his senses heightened and his desires more raw in his head, clouding other thoughts.

Part of him thinks he should leave right then and there, and yet... another part of him is too happy to stay, indulge in hedonistic tendencies he knows full well he likely shouldn't.

As the night drags on, it becomes so much easier to press up close to someone else, slide a hand to their waist before he leans in to murmur against their ear invitingly, "Would you care to follow me? Somewhere more private..."

B. He can't remember the last time he's done something like this -- found himself in the middle of plush softness, bodies surrounding his. Limbs and warm skin and mouths everywhere that leave him in a fevered bliss that never seems as if it will be quite satisfied. Even when he's been left in a thoroughly satisfied puddle by his bedmates already, skin slick and the scent of sex hanging in the air, it does little to ease the way the aphrodisiacs leave a throb of want aching through him.

His cock rests hard against his stomach still and there's seemingly very little shame as he pushes himself up on an elbow, pushes a hand through his damp hair that clings to his face and shoulders.

"You there," he calls with an easy smile. "Would you care to join me?"

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[dothelokimotion]

[ loki hums, wrapping her fingers around the drink with a smirk. ]

I don't see the point of dignifying that with an answer.

[stormbreaking]

[There's a soft chuckle at that as he shifts closer, sliding a hand to Loki's hip as he looks around.]

Enjoying the festivities then?

[dothelokimotion]

[ she leans against him with a purr. ]

It is a nice change of pace. For once.

[stormbreaking]

It is... although it makes one wonder what may be on the horizon.

[Tonight feels hardly worth spending it worrying though. He smiles a bit as Loki leans in against him, arm tightening briefly around her.]

You look lovely tonight, Loki. It is interesting to know that I have two sisters in Hell tonight.

[He thinks, at least...]

Follow Me Down (A)

[assays]

The last time that Peggy had ever felt this carefree was - well, she can't quite recall it. Work had taken over most of her life for the past two years since the war and when she did allow herself to socialise, it was infrequent and short.

She walked into the corn maze by accident, unaware of what it was being used for until she saw the cushions and the sinners in various stages of undress. A flush crosses her cheeks as she tries to avert her eyes, looking for the way out again. Her aversion is soon replaced by a warm feeling that slowly spreads throughout her, lowering any inhibitions.

It makes her giggle, though Peggy doesn't act on anything just yet. She needs more time.

Later on, when she feels a strong hand appear on her waist and a voice in her ear, Peggy shivers. Even though she doesn't know this person, she can't stop her most basest of desires rushing to the surface.

"By all means. Lead the way."

[stormbreaking]

If he were in his right mind at all, he wouldn't be doing this -- not quite like this at least. There would be charm, there would be an exchange of names at least. As it is now? There's an easy smile at the positive response before he pulls away and slides his hand to properly take hers.

There's a plush, inviting section of cushions that no one is near, tucked away from prying eyes. "This way."

He turns to face her after a moment, taking a few backwards steps the closer they get. "It seems we'll have this all to ourselves..."

At least for now.

[assays]

Peggy Carter did not do things like this either. At the very least she would get to know her partner first, spend some time in their company over dinner and drinks before even considering taking a further step.

She smiles easily when that hand takes her own and he leads them over to the sitting area. Not quite so private, but then she's not really caring about that right now.

"It would certainly appear that way." Peggy replies, moving forwards as he continues to bring her closer to the cushions. She takes a moment to look at him and well, she really likes what she sees. Handsome, tall, built and very striking eyes.

Perfect.

[stormbreaking]

He shifts to have a seat on the edge after a moment, though his eyes remain focused on her. She's beautiful -- and not quite a face he's had the pleasure of seeing around here with all the new arrivals that have come in. He can't help the way it piques his curiosity even further.

Perfect chance to learn about someone new, in his opinion.

"My name is Thor," he offers, reaching out to try to guide her closer. "What shall I call you?"

follow me down - b

[handsomefoil]

The past two days have been a bit of a drunken blur, if he's being honest. He can't remember half of the faces that he'd been up-close and personal with, one some standing out here and there as he let the euphoria of letting go completely consume him.

Sating his lust had become something of an urgent priority these days, though he knows there's always a time and place for such things. The previous weeks of the mares invading Penance hadn't left him much opportunities to indulge in much of anything, barely scraping by with little to no sleep. So he takes it upon himself to make up for it ten-fold. Not exactly the healthies of coping mechanisms.

An Adonis of a man sprawls on a nearby lounging area, soft pillows and couches, not knowing where the upholstery starts and where the bodies end. Henry looks dazed at the request, catching his eye, and although it feels like his entire body feels raw and overheated? He obliges. His skin continues to tingle for more and can already feel that curling in his gut at the sight.

"I can do a little more than care," he breathes out, pushing himself easily to his feet to at least give himself a little dignity when making his way over. With cat-like ease, he maneuvers around the few bodies between himself and this handsome fellow, and casually straddles him. Like you do.

"You've amassed quite the pile here, mate." He lets their cocks brush against each other easily like offering a handshake, the atmosphere of this room (one he's affectionately-dubbed the 'orgy room') allowing him such boldness.

[stormbreaking]

Everything is a blissed out haze that Thor allows himself to be lost in. Drink and the sweet smell in the air, the eager bodies. Nothing seems to cling to him as far as worries go, no wariness over what may be waiting around the next corner. There's just pleasure to be given and to receive--

And oh, so many pretty faces to get lost in.

He lets out a breath as the man moves over him, eyes going half-lidded, dark as they watch him eagerly. The brush of their bodies, the slight friction against his cock, has a shiver of want going through him. "Ah, some of them were here before me, I think..."

There's a short grin as Thor lets his hands settle against the other man's hips, giving a slight squeeze. "Though I must say, my attention is on you rather than anything else."

[handsomefoil]

There's a strength to the stranger's hands, even as they're gentle against his hips. Strong, warm, and strangely comforting despite knowing fuck all about him. He's probably a good man, Henry thinks, possibly part of the group of sinners that don't belong in hell. Or at least don't deserve eternal suffering. It's just a guess.

He bites down on his lower lip briefly, shifting himself up to seat comfortable on Thor's lower abdomen. Just to get comfortable and avoid sitting straight on his cock right at the get-go. Adopting a more coy persona seeing as it just feels right in the moment, he draws his hands along the broad expanse of his chest and presses down on him. He leans in close enough that the tip of his nose barely hovers over Thor's own.

"An attentive bloke, that's good," he purrs quietly. "Name's Henry. What do you go by?"

[stormbreaking]

There's something charming about the man above him. The way he bites at his lower lip, the slide of hands... it makes him only that much more curious to feel more of him, to see what reactions may be teased from him with the proper amount of attention.

There will be time for that. Soon.

"Thor," he answers quietly to that question, already tipping his head for a proper kiss. He tries to keep it-- perhaps not chaste, but not overwhelming either. He hasn't got the presence of mind to go too slow or too soft.

One hand slides from Henry's hip up his back, fingertips dragging along his spine.

Stand Your Ground - C

[the_amazing]

Peter had made it to the middle of the maze and had just noticed the demons walking around, handing out drinks to whoever wanted one. He waved them away for the moment and continued to people-watch, seeing if anyone he recognized had made it through the haunted attraction.

And there was Thor. He hadn't seen the Avenger since the hospital, when Peter had made the mistake of getting buzzed and letting out a verbal tidal wave of nonsense all over the place. Hopefully, the Asgardian didn't remember anything about that, or didn't care.

When he walked over, Thor was finishing off one of the red drinks, and Peter could see that the dye had even stained his tongue a little. "Hey, long time, no see. How's it going, man?"

[stormbreaking]

Oh, Thor remembered -- most of it, anyway. There had been a haze of drugs and alcohol, but certain memories stood out. If he had been put off by whatever nonsense they had shared, it doesn't show in the smile he greets Peter with.

"Ah-- the Man of Spiders!" He teases before he reaches over to pat the other man on the back.

"All is well tonight." Hopefully, at least. "Are you well?"

[the_amazing]

"'Peter' is fine, too," he reminds Thor, looking up and remembering that he's with another person who's significantly taller than him. "I survived the oh-so-spooky maze, so I think I'm doing well. What are you drinking?" He didn't entirely trust any liquids the demons offered anymore.

follow me down A

[swordofzero]

Suzaku wasn't really sure how he had gotten to this part of the party either, but the last few hours had been a blur. It was perhaps a mistake he would regret in the morning, but right now with the blue drinks giving him a daring he wouldn't normally possess when it came to matters like this he was fine blending in with the crowd, letting whatever is in the air drive him.

He would definitely regret things in the morning, but that was a problem for then. Still when a hand moves around him he tenses, his soldier instincts not dampened even by the drugs in the air.

He doesn't know the man, though he's seen him around. It probably was a very very stupid idea to agree to go with him. He doesn't know him, Suzaku knows he is under some kind of demonic influence. This whole party is.

But there is a courage burning in him, almost daring him. He stares up at the man for a moment before nodding, making up his mind.

[stormbreaking]

He has certainly seen this younger man around. He can't recall off the top of his head if they have spoken more than in passing, but-- it seems hardly important. Not as important as sating the urges going through him, in getting his hands properly on the other.

His hand tightens around a hip at that nod and he begins to walk, guiding them towards a more quiet spot, towards thicker patches of corn stalks.

"I think we will be fine here, don't you?"

[swordofzero]

Suzaku followed him, far more confident than he had any right to be as they left the main throng of the party towards a more quiet spot, away from crowds and prying eyes.

He stayed close to him, wanting the close contact, wanting the hands on him. He turned slightly, not pulling away but so he could glance around the area, checking for any obvious threats even through the haze of want that was threatening to overwhelm him.

"Yes, this is fine." As safe as anywhere in hell was and he doesn't have enough patience right now for anything more than that, it's only a politeness than not even magic drinks or drugged air has not suppressed that keeps his hands politely at his side. For now.

Follow Me Down - B why not

[deaddrop]

Natasha isn't entirely sure how she got here, and at this point she doesn't entirely care either. She wanted to lose herself for a while, and when the aphrodisiacs hit... maybe she didn't fight things as much as she should have. As much as she would have two years ago.

The fact is, how she got here doesn't matter. The fact is that she is here, and she's hot and wet and aching, sporting the marks of other trysts by the time she finds Thor, and well past bothering with clothes. With her tail and her eyes, the pointed ears, she might look a little too much at home among the succubi.

But she smiles at Thor when he catches her attention, approaching easily.

"I suppose it's been a while..." A part of her does remember she'd meant to talk to him about this. Something like this, at least. The part where she'd intended to suggest they might try something without Hell's influence is entirely lost on her. "We should change that."

[stormbreaking]

The last time they were together, he's rather certain she didn't look like this... so much more at home among the demons. That should be alarming. So much of this should be... but he's beyond caring as well. He'd rather not think at all.

Perhaps that makes him as guilty as others down here -- the urge to turn a blind eye to friends who are being corrupted by this Hell, falling into bed with people he shouldn't... at least not without some talks first.

But all he can think of is how beautiful she looks as she approaches, eyes drawn to the curves of her body, the sway of her hips. "I am in agreement," he answers easily, voice rough as he pushes his body up to sit.

"It has been a long time since I've had the pleasure of your thighs wrapped around my head," he teases, reaching for her as soon as she's close enough.

[deaddrop]

That is a fond memory, thank you. Natasha smiles as he mentions it, leaning into his touch like a cat following a caress. Her arms slip over his shoulders, drawn to his heat.

"If you wanted to try that again, you only had to ask," she almost purrs the word, head tilted as she takes in the sight of him. "But it seems like you might be looking for a little attention yourself."

Stand Your Ground: B Option

[apocalypsegrown]

Sylvie has half mind to knock the next goblin or clown or half hearted zombie that jumps out at her on their ass, but she DID enter this stupid maze out of boredom and they were just doing their job. It's been such a strange variation, the oscillating between horror and homey, life threatening to cozy, kept her feeling like she'd wake up at any moment finding herself back in one of her apocalypses, having been lost in a collection of dreams that edged so close to reality that it would stick with her forever.

She hasn't woken up yet though. And so, she finds herself wandering, and while looking back at the jumpscare that had made her curse and grit her teeth, she walks right into the broad back of her alternate brother. "SHIT!" She yelps, at first thinking she had just walked herself into another idiotic spookster, before she takes a step back, sucking in a breath before schooling her expression even again. "Oh it's ...you."

It's not that she's not happy to see him, but Loki's sharp words still stick in her mind about him. She wonders how much her variant has directed Thor since in relation to how little she had any claim on him.

[stormbreaking]

He's not certain what reaction he had expected from her, but there's a muted sort of amusement in the way she reacts, even if he's not certain she gives the most inviting welcome after. He's rather used to that from his siblings, so he doesn't seem to take it personally.

"It is... I would think it's better than the people in their costumes wandering around." He gives a shake of his head, eyeing one of the costumed demons watching them from up ahead, clearly waiting on them to start walking their direction.

"Would you care to join me?" What Loki has said-- to be cautious, to be careful. He hasn't pushed discarded that advice, but he seems rather content to take his own approach, his own risks in this case. If it blows up in his face, then at least he can have the peace of knowing he tried with her, and add it to the list of failures he's collected over the years.

"We're not far from the festivities within."

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"Only a little better." She smiles though for a moment, before chewing on her bottom lip as she considers the offer. The warning her variant had gave her feels as though it dropped off the moment that Thor smiled at her.

Really, who was he to try and control what she does?

"I mean, it would keep me from having to punch any more demons." Sylvie quirks an eyebrow, tucking both her hands into her pants pockets as she situates herself near Thor's elbow. "Or have they been spooking you too? Because if so, I could always pretend to be the elder sibling and defend you instead."