Aubree had wandered a little bit, checking out the other sights, but the extra ticket in her pocket had her body moving back towards the booth once again. She stood close enough to watch the entertainment going on, the pirate waiting for his kiss, the princess and the devil, a fascinating thought on its own, and then the Phantom and the…priest?
Aubree’s eyebrow rose in amusement as she easily listened in on the conversation between the two. She moved towards the two, playfulness resting on her features as a mischievous grin moved about her lips. “Well, that sounded quite intense.”
There was no malice or anything but playfulness in the wolf as she looked over at the Phantom. “Hey, Opera boy.” She nodded towards him, her fingers reaching to hold out the last ticket. “Think I could turn your head?”
Aubree’s eyebrow rose in amusement as she easily listened in on the conversation between the two. She moved towards the two, playfulness resting on her features as a mischievous grin moved about her lips. “Well, that sounded quite intense.”
There was no malice or anything but playfulness in the wolf as she looked over at the Phantom. “Hey, Opera boy.” She nodded towards him, her fingers reaching to hold out the last ticket. “Think I could turn your head?”
Dean had heard about the Halloween carnival, but he had never been. It had never really been his kinda scene, if you will. So, when one of his friends mentioned going, he laughed it off and joked like the rest of his friends as they didn’t really think he was serious. As the week of the Halloween carnival approached his friend kept bringing it up so often the group of guys finally had to ask him if he was serious. They were all surprised when he said he was and that he really wanted to go. Dean wasn’t completely convinced he would have fun at a family friendly carnival. But when the group of guys all agreed to go as the T-Birds from Grease, he gave in.
With dark blue jeans, rolled up twice at the ankle, resting on a pair of black and white Converse. He pulled on a black leather biker jacket that had the iconic T-Bird’s logo on it from the movie over a baby blue t-shirt. He had made the stencil himself and all the guys had brought over a jacket so he could use white spray paint to make them match. He was going as Kenickie. He hadn’t had luck with getting his hair to do that iconic curl thing, so he just slicked it back. With black sunglasses on, he met up with the guys and they entered the carnival together.
They prowled around, getting into typical mischief for a group of young male adults. They had just been over by the games, taunting each other as they tried game after game until Dean actually won a stuffed husky-looking stuffed dog. The guys teased Dean about carrying around a stuffed animal when, in reality, they were just jealous he had won something and they hadn’t. They were about to head to the food venders when a booth caught Dean’s eye. A kissing booth. He had never seen one in person. He had heard of them, but never seen one. He told his boys he would be right back and headed to the booth. As he walked that way, one of the booth workers turned around and he recognized that face in an instant. No wonder she hadn’t returned his texts.
He dug into his pocket and pulled out two tickets. “Hey, Ringmaster,” he said with a coy smile. “May I get two from you?”
With dark blue jeans, rolled up twice at the ankle, resting on a pair of black and white Converse. He pulled on a black leather biker jacket that had the iconic T-Bird’s logo on it from the movie over a baby blue t-shirt. He had made the stencil himself and all the guys had brought over a jacket so he could use white spray paint to make them match. He was going as Kenickie. He hadn’t had luck with getting his hair to do that iconic curl thing, so he just slicked it back. With black sunglasses on, he met up with the guys and they entered the carnival together.
They prowled around, getting into typical mischief for a group of young male adults. They had just been over by the games, taunting each other as they tried game after game until Dean actually won a stuffed husky-looking stuffed dog. The guys teased Dean about carrying around a stuffed animal when, in reality, they were just jealous he had won something and they hadn’t. They were about to head to the food venders when a booth caught Dean’s eye. A kissing booth. He had never seen one in person. He had heard of them, but never seen one. He told his boys he would be right back and headed to the booth. As he walked that way, one of the booth workers turned around and he recognized that face in an instant. No wonder she hadn’t returned his texts.
He dug into his pocket and pulled out two tickets. “Hey, Ringmaster,” he said with a coy smile. “May I get two from you?”
Rayna was having a great time, watching each of them get their kisses, and she and the Princess quickly found a bond over fashion, although their tastes slightly differed. The conversation stopped when the Devil came to kiss a princess, and Rayna smiled as she sipped her drink.
Her eyebrows rose in surprise when the blonde lazy wolf, coming hot off from kissing the booths lazy wolf, then came back and seemed to challenge for another kiss, except this time from their Phantom. She laughed to herself as she watched the scene infront of her, but as soon as she turned around, her smile went bright as she saw someone very familiar, and someone who made her grin immediately.
“Well hey! You actually came!“ Her eyes scanned him once, then twice, biting the inside of her lip as she did, before realizing who he was supposed to be. “And even in costume, I’m pleasantly surprised.” She teased lightly. When her eyes stopped on the stuffy, she smiled softly. When he held out the tickets, she couldn’t help but smile coyly. “I mean, I’ll take your tickets, but all you need to do is ask.” She winked at him playfully before she leaned a little forward, her pretty pink mouth waiting for his kiss.
Her eyebrows rose in surprise when the blonde lazy wolf, coming hot off from kissing the booths lazy wolf, then came back and seemed to challenge for another kiss, except this time from their Phantom. She laughed to herself as she watched the scene infront of her, but as soon as she turned around, her smile went bright as she saw someone very familiar, and someone who made her grin immediately.
“Well hey! You actually came!“ Her eyes scanned him once, then twice, biting the inside of her lip as she did, before realizing who he was supposed to be. “And even in costume, I’m pleasantly surprised.” She teased lightly. When her eyes stopped on the stuffy, she smiled softly. When he held out the tickets, she couldn’t help but smile coyly. “I mean, I’ll take your tickets, but all you need to do is ask.” She winked at him playfully before she leaned a little forward, her pretty pink mouth waiting for his kiss.
Rayna never failed to make him smile. She took the two tickets from his fingers and offered him that smile he never got tired of seeing. She knew him well enough that seeing him in costume was probably mildly surprising. "The guys talked me into this," he nodded his head towards the group of T-Birds that were checking out the food venders. Though he referenced his friends, Dean's eyes never left Rayna.
When she leaned forward that was all he needed to know she was ready for him. He set the stuffed dog on the small ledge next to them so his hands could be free. He reached forward and took Rayna's hand gently in his and placed it on his chest. He leaned in and touched his lips to hers. This wasn't their first or even their hundredth kiss, but her kisses were never one that got old.
He figured that two tickets should have gotten him a solid minute of intense kissing.
When she leaned forward that was all he needed to know she was ready for him. He set the stuffed dog on the small ledge next to them so his hands could be free. He reached forward and took Rayna's hand gently in his and placed it on his chest. He leaned in and touched his lips to hers. This wasn't their first or even their hundredth kiss, but her kisses were never one that got old.
He figured that two tickets should have gotten him a solid minute of intense kissing.
Upon mentioning his friends, more people Rayna knew well, she grinned and shook her head. “I had a feeling they would.” She smirked as he told her how he wound up here. She knew how relentless they could be, but whatever the case, she was happy to see him.
When she leaned in, and Dean reached forward to take her hand, Rayna knew immediately what he wanted, and what he was displaying for them. Intimacy. Her gloved fingers gripped his t-shirt as she pulled him closer while she kissed him deeply, and passionately. Her other hand reached to rest on his neck. She never got tired of kissing him. They weren’t dating, but they were incredibly close, and she knew how he liked to be kissed.
Normally, the kisses were only a few seconds long, but with two tickets and their comfort with one another, Rayna had no qualm about kissing him like she always did, and for a little longer, even on the first kiss.
Just to mark the second, Rayna pulled back for just a second, just long enough to whisper; “That’s one.” Before she pulled him close again, and kissed him with heat, and a little bit of bite.
When she leaned in, and Dean reached forward to take her hand, Rayna knew immediately what he wanted, and what he was displaying for them. Intimacy. Her gloved fingers gripped his t-shirt as she pulled him closer while she kissed him deeply, and passionately. Her other hand reached to rest on his neck. She never got tired of kissing him. They weren’t dating, but they were incredibly close, and she knew how he liked to be kissed.
Normally, the kisses were only a few seconds long, but with two tickets and their comfort with one another, Rayna had no qualm about kissing him like she always did, and for a little longer, even on the first kiss.
Just to mark the second, Rayna pulled back for just a second, just long enough to whisper; “That’s one.” Before she pulled him close again, and kissed him with heat, and a little bit of bite.
Ella's eyebrows rose, a playful and curious smile on her face as the Phantom confessed that kissing a priest was not the naughties thing he'd ever done. The girl couldn't keep her mind from wondering and she lightly giggled when he somehow managed to turn a possibly awkward situation around and reassure at the same time. "Ah... well I am a devote believer.. but with the right kind of persuasion..." She shrugged, looking in his eyes still. "I guess someone could earn my devotion and change my allegiances." She responded playfully. How would have thought the priest costume would help her flirt. Girls tended to like to look pretty or sexy in Halloween but she'd decided to wear what she thought was on of the most off-putting outfits ever and yet this man managed to make it naughty. She loved that, really.
Then it had been time to go, mainly because even if Ella would have liked to stay and make some more idle or not so idle conversation with the Phantom, he'd probably have other costumers to attend to. And also if she was allowed to ramble any more she might just end up making a fool of herself. Yet it seemed she'd managed to catch the attention of the mysterious Phantom for her even offered to find her later. Her cheeks flushed a hint of disbelief briefly flashing in her eyes along with the evident surprise. She could squeal in glee really for how excited she was at the moment but she managed to hold back. Her heart did skip a beat at his last statement paired up with such a flirty look.
Oh my god. Okay, calm down, calm down. "I'd love that." She responded almost breathlessly, flashing a bright smile that showed her excitement just so clearly before she'd step away, seeing as a blonde approached the Phantom. Of course she knew he was just doing his job and kissing people in exchange of a ticket, but she was pretty sure flirting with costumers was not a part of the contract, not when he offered to meet her once this was over. Even as she moved away from the kissing booth she couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and the tempting offer. Her lips still tingled, the memory of those perfect lips so freshly imprinted into them. Though as she waved goodbye she lightly tripped over herself, as there was nothing around to stumble over. She quickly caught her balance, but the bishop's hat came off and she caught it before it'd fall to the floor, her blue dyed hair coming loose from the bun at the sudden movement, silky locks sprawling all over so she brushed them back away her face with her fingers.
A bit embarrassed about the whole thing, but still lightly laughing at her own silliness she held the hat against her chest and really stepped aside, heading to get herself a drink at the bar. She was really having fun despite her sudden clumsiness and the smile didn't leave her lips not even as she saw the Phantom take his next costumer.
A smile slowly spread across Darian's features when the Princess agreed that the kiss had been lovely. In all honesty he hadn't wanted to go out that night, nor had he liked Ella's idea to come to the carnival and participate in this kissing booth thing... but now after having the privilege of an intimate moment with this gorgeous woman he was kind of glad his sister dragged him into this. Not that he'd admit it to Ella, but it wasn't often that someone earned a genuine smile from him and this masked princess seemed to do so effortlessly. Even if he knew this was like a job for her, and that he'd purchased that kiss, not really done anything to earn it, he felt compelled to stay.
Her eyes were on his and once again he was taken aback by her beauty. Those eyes were doing things to him, which was all the more incredible since he could tell she was no witch. There was no magical spell at play here, it was the energy of two people who'd just shared a moment and now he felt drawn to her. And he wasn't sure he wanted to leave so quickly. How silly— He thought. It had just been a kiss... but again he didn't kiss people that often either. There was a part of him that wanted to believe that the pull he felt right now was simply a bodily reaction and not genuine interest, just so that he could convince himself that he wasn't one of those fools who would give too much important to something as 'insignificant' as a kiss. But then he realised that this probably wouldn't have happened should he have kissed any of the other women in the booth. Since he walked in and saw her he'd known she was the one he'd want to kiss.
So after a short quiet moment in which their eyes were locked, he softly cleared his throat, trying to get it together. "I know you're kind of 'on duty'... But could I get you a drink?" He'd finally ask, truly just wanted to share some more moments with the Princess. As he gestured towards the bar he spotted his sister tripping over nothing and repressed a sigh, shaking his head subtly before he'd return to his interaction with the Princess. "I can bring it over here so you don't have to leave your post." He offered, flashing a gentle smile.
Then it had been time to go, mainly because even if Ella would have liked to stay and make some more idle or not so idle conversation with the Phantom, he'd probably have other costumers to attend to. And also if she was allowed to ramble any more she might just end up making a fool of herself. Yet it seemed she'd managed to catch the attention of the mysterious Phantom for her even offered to find her later. Her cheeks flushed a hint of disbelief briefly flashing in her eyes along with the evident surprise. She could squeal in glee really for how excited she was at the moment but she managed to hold back. Her heart did skip a beat at his last statement paired up with such a flirty look.
Oh my god. Okay, calm down, calm down. "I'd love that." She responded almost breathlessly, flashing a bright smile that showed her excitement just so clearly before she'd step away, seeing as a blonde approached the Phantom. Of course she knew he was just doing his job and kissing people in exchange of a ticket, but she was pretty sure flirting with costumers was not a part of the contract, not when he offered to meet her once this was over. Even as she moved away from the kissing booth she couldn't stop thinking about the kiss and the tempting offer. Her lips still tingled, the memory of those perfect lips so freshly imprinted into them. Though as she waved goodbye she lightly tripped over herself, as there was nothing around to stumble over. She quickly caught her balance, but the bishop's hat came off and she caught it before it'd fall to the floor, her blue dyed hair coming loose from the bun at the sudden movement, silky locks sprawling all over so she brushed them back away her face with her fingers.
A bit embarrassed about the whole thing, but still lightly laughing at her own silliness she held the hat against her chest and really stepped aside, heading to get herself a drink at the bar. She was really having fun despite her sudden clumsiness and the smile didn't leave her lips not even as she saw the Phantom take his next costumer.
A smile slowly spread across Darian's features when the Princess agreed that the kiss had been lovely. In all honesty he hadn't wanted to go out that night, nor had he liked Ella's idea to come to the carnival and participate in this kissing booth thing... but now after having the privilege of an intimate moment with this gorgeous woman he was kind of glad his sister dragged him into this. Not that he'd admit it to Ella, but it wasn't often that someone earned a genuine smile from him and this masked princess seemed to do so effortlessly. Even if he knew this was like a job for her, and that he'd purchased that kiss, not really done anything to earn it, he felt compelled to stay.
Her eyes were on his and once again he was taken aback by her beauty. Those eyes were doing things to him, which was all the more incredible since he could tell she was no witch. There was no magical spell at play here, it was the energy of two people who'd just shared a moment and now he felt drawn to her. And he wasn't sure he wanted to leave so quickly. How silly— He thought. It had just been a kiss... but again he didn't kiss people that often either. There was a part of him that wanted to believe that the pull he felt right now was simply a bodily reaction and not genuine interest, just so that he could convince himself that he wasn't one of those fools who would give too much important to something as 'insignificant' as a kiss. But then he realised that this probably wouldn't have happened should he have kissed any of the other women in the booth. Since he walked in and saw her he'd known she was the one he'd want to kiss.
So after a short quiet moment in which their eyes were locked, he softly cleared his throat, trying to get it together. "I know you're kind of 'on duty'... But could I get you a drink?" He'd finally ask, truly just wanted to share some more moments with the Princess. As he gestured towards the bar he spotted his sister tripping over nothing and repressed a sigh, shaking his head subtly before he'd return to his interaction with the Princess. "I can bring it over here so you don't have to leave your post." He offered, flashing a gentle smile.
Julie stood mesmerized, watching Undertow as he spoke with a charisma that seemed almost otherworldly. His presence was magnetic, exuding an aura that reminded her so vividly of a fantastical pirate from a storybook. Was he just playing a part, or had he truly embodied the spirit of his character? She couldn't quite tell, but either way, it captivated her.
“Misunderstood Youth sounds fancy to me.” she retorted playfully, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. The way Undertow had labeled her costume—a whimsical mix of slight-vampire and slight-not—was both playful and oddly fitting. As others had arrived at the kissing booth with elaborate and meticulously crafted costumes, Julie felt a twinge of embarrassment. Her own attire had been thrown together at the last minute, with no time to invest in elaborate details, yet she wore it with a hint of pride. After all, she had managed to put together something presentable despite her hectic schedule.
Holding up the ticket that she had received earlier, she turned her gaze back to Undertow, her curiosity piquing. “So, this ticket that I should exchange to you?” she asked, extending it towards him, her brow furrowed in thought. She wasn't exactly sure when or how the ticket would be used, but the thrill of the evening's activities left her eager to find out. Would it grant her a kiss, an experience, or maybe something unexpected?
“Misunderstood Youth sounds fancy to me.” she retorted playfully, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. The way Undertow had labeled her costume—a whimsical mix of slight-vampire and slight-not—was both playful and oddly fitting. As others had arrived at the kissing booth with elaborate and meticulously crafted costumes, Julie felt a twinge of embarrassment. Her own attire had been thrown together at the last minute, with no time to invest in elaborate details, yet she wore it with a hint of pride. After all, she had managed to put together something presentable despite her hectic schedule.
Holding up the ticket that she had received earlier, she turned her gaze back to Undertow, her curiosity piquing. “So, this ticket that I should exchange to you?” she asked, extending it towards him, her brow furrowed in thought. She wasn't exactly sure when or how the ticket would be used, but the thrill of the evening's activities left her eager to find out. Would it grant her a kiss, an experience, or maybe something unexpected?
Undertow offered her a polite grin when she didn't react badly to his incorrect guessing of her costume. He had been trying to be complimentary in his guesses, showing her he was engaged and interested. When she played along he smiled even wider and nodded in agreement with her.
He didn't crowd her or try to seem pushy as he took the ticket she offered. "I can certainly take that from ya, Miss," His fingers brushed over hers as the ticket was taken slowly and placed on the ledge of the booth. He leaned towards her slowly his eyes on hers. "The experience is yours to control, to command." He moved slowly into her but it will be her that initiates the kiss.
He didn't crowd her or try to seem pushy as he took the ticket she offered. "I can certainly take that from ya, Miss," His fingers brushed over hers as the ticket was taken slowly and placed on the ledge of the booth. He leaned towards her slowly his eyes on hers. "The experience is yours to control, to command." He moved slowly into her but it will be her that initiates the kiss.
Gandrell found Ella utterly charming. He saw the shyness in her and, as was normal for him, was drawn to that above anything else. He had a weakness for innocence and shyness and he be held both in her. He was so tempted to pull out a line from Romeo and Juliet. The one from their first meeting when Romeo used praying as an excuse to take her hand. But, he had already sang to her. If he started reciting Shakespeare to her as well it might be overkill.
To say he ignored the blonde that approached and offered him her ticket was not completely accurate. He was more than a little distracted by Ella, but he still acknowledged Aubree was a gentle smile. Though Gandrell's eyes didn't leave Ella for more than a few seconds before darting back to as he engaged with the blonde. "Turning one's head is not that difficult. Holding the attention beyond the initial distraction is the challenge." Gandrell said as his eyes darted between the two ladies.
When Ella tripped he nearly came out from behind the booth to offer her assistance. But she regained her footing and didn't fall. The appearance of the blue hair gave a wholly other dimension to the young woman. Maybe she wasn't as innocent as he originally thought. His curiosity mounted the longer he contemplated her.
He swallowed and turned to Aubree and took the ticket she offered him. "My apologies for my distraction. Now..." He offered her a polite smile and leaned in to her, his eyes closing in preparation for their kiss.
To say he ignored the blonde that approached and offered him her ticket was not completely accurate. He was more than a little distracted by Ella, but he still acknowledged Aubree was a gentle smile. Though Gandrell's eyes didn't leave Ella for more than a few seconds before darting back to as he engaged with the blonde. "Turning one's head is not that difficult. Holding the attention beyond the initial distraction is the challenge." Gandrell said as his eyes darted between the two ladies.
When Ella tripped he nearly came out from behind the booth to offer her assistance. But she regained her footing and didn't fall. The appearance of the blue hair gave a wholly other dimension to the young woman. Maybe she wasn't as innocent as he originally thought. His curiosity mounted the longer he contemplated her.
He swallowed and turned to Aubree and took the ticket she offered him. "My apologies for my distraction. Now..." He offered her a polite smile and leaned in to her, his eyes closing in preparation for their kiss.
Catherine had lingered for a few moments, waiting to see if there was anyone else for her, but found her light brown eyes flicking back over to Darian. She smiled at him as she caught him staring at her too. She bit the inside of her lip to bring back his taste once again, and found herself blushing beneath the mask as they looked at each other.
When he spoke again, Catherine’s lips moved back into a shy smile. She couldn’t help but think that, despite the horns and yellowed eyes, he kind of looked like a prince too. A dangerous one, and a handsome one. She thought about his question for a moment, but then looked down at her own drink.
“Yes, I think I’d like that. Thank you.” Her tone was genuine as she picked up the empty cup, and held it out to him. “Nothing too heavy, please. I don’t….really indulge much.” Her thrill came from breaking all the rules, she thought as she let her eyes scan his form once more, as she hoped that maybe she wasn’t the only one feeling this sudden sensation that was brewing the longer she stood there, looking into his eyes.
When he spoke again, Catherine’s lips moved back into a shy smile. She couldn’t help but think that, despite the horns and yellowed eyes, he kind of looked like a prince too. A dangerous one, and a handsome one. She thought about his question for a moment, but then looked down at her own drink.
“Yes, I think I’d like that. Thank you.” Her tone was genuine as she picked up the empty cup, and held it out to him. “Nothing too heavy, please. I don’t….really indulge much.” Her thrill came from breaking all the rules, she thought as she let her eyes scan his form once more, as she hoped that maybe she wasn’t the only one feeling this sudden sensation that was brewing the longer she stood there, looking into his eyes.
Although Aubree hadn’t planned on starting any real drama, she found herself somewhat disappointed that there had no zero reaction from the blue haired girl, other than watching her stumble over her own feet. She couldn’t quite help the eyebrow raise as blue eyes watched the scene. No matter, she thought as she turned back to the Phantom.
Hearing his words, her lips tugged into a smirk. “A fair and true statement.” The reality was that Aubree wasn’t trying to truly capture anyone’s attention. She had been alone for a long time, and had grown used to feeling the emptiness of it, but that didn’t mean she didn’t like a bit of mischief every once in a while.
That was probably the real reason she had actually said anything to the Phantom. She did watch as his eyes lingered on the other girl for a moment, before turning back to her. At his apology, she shrugged a little. “That’s alright. I’ll be out of the way of your staring in just a second.” She teased playfully, but she would take her kiss. She laid her mouth on his, and kissed him with the natural heat of a dominate force, but just sweet enough that it could be hooking if someone wanted it to be.
Hearing his words, her lips tugged into a smirk. “A fair and true statement.” The reality was that Aubree wasn’t trying to truly capture anyone’s attention. She had been alone for a long time, and had grown used to feeling the emptiness of it, but that didn’t mean she didn’t like a bit of mischief every once in a while.
That was probably the real reason she had actually said anything to the Phantom. She did watch as his eyes lingered on the other girl for a moment, before turning back to her. At his apology, she shrugged a little. “That’s alright. I’ll be out of the way of your staring in just a second.” She teased playfully, but she would take her kiss. She laid her mouth on his, and kissed him with the natural heat of a dominate force, but just sweet enough that it could be hooking if someone wanted it to be.
After a long week of classes, studying, and the occasional pick-up shifts at the bar, Sadie wanted to let loose and have some fun. With that in mind, she started scrolling through social media, looking for anything that would catch her interest. Sadie spotted a digital flyer about a Halloween carnival hosted by the college she was currently enrolled in. "Oooh, this looks promising!" She excitedly mumbled to herself and continued reading over the ad. Checking the date and realizing it was today's date, she got up to look through her wardrobe for the perfect costume.
Sadie looked herself over in the full-length mirror after applying the finishing touches. Her subtle makeup made her bright blue eyes shine with a hint of the purple that became a little more prominent, and her long blonde hair lay in loose curls down her back. Going for the sultry demon look, she was wearing a black leather body suit with a red laced corset wrapped around the torso and her 'over the knee' black suede heeled boots. Topped with a red horned headband and wings to compliment the corset, she grabbed her black chained mini clutch and headed out the door.
As she walked around the carnival and looked at the booths, she saw a man bending over and tending to his crying child. Noticing the handful of tickets hanging out of his back pocket, Sadie's palm twitched. With a smirk on her face, she said quietly; “Sometimes they just make this too easy!" Now, with a handful of tickets in her hand, she goes from booth to booth, getting a caramel apple in-between, until she came to one that caught her interest. Sadie watched from the distance as carnival goers receive their kisses, and some light fun taunting between the volunteers. Seeing a mysterious phantom, a sexy magician's assistant, lumberjack with furry ears, a stunning red riding hood, a handsome rugged pirate, and a beautifullly regal masquerade princess, she finished her apple, tossed the stick in the bin and walked up to the booth. With a mischievous smirk on her face, she said, “You're all gorgeous, but can you put your mouth where the money is? I'm going to rate each of you!" As she looks through the array of delicious treats again, Sadie pulls out her tickets and places them on the booth. "So, who's first?"
Sadie looked herself over in the full-length mirror after applying the finishing touches. Her subtle makeup made her bright blue eyes shine with a hint of the purple that became a little more prominent, and her long blonde hair lay in loose curls down her back. Going for the sultry demon look, she was wearing a black leather body suit with a red laced corset wrapped around the torso and her 'over the knee' black suede heeled boots. Topped with a red horned headband and wings to compliment the corset, she grabbed her black chained mini clutch and headed out the door.
As she walked around the carnival and looked at the booths, she saw a man bending over and tending to his crying child. Noticing the handful of tickets hanging out of his back pocket, Sadie's palm twitched. With a smirk on her face, she said quietly; “Sometimes they just make this too easy!" Now, with a handful of tickets in her hand, she goes from booth to booth, getting a caramel apple in-between, until she came to one that caught her interest. Sadie watched from the distance as carnival goers receive their kisses, and some light fun taunting between the volunteers. Seeing a mysterious phantom, a sexy magician's assistant, lumberjack with furry ears, a stunning red riding hood, a handsome rugged pirate, and a beautifullly regal masquerade princess, she finished her apple, tossed the stick in the bin and walked up to the booth. With a mischievous smirk on her face, she said, “You're all gorgeous, but can you put your mouth where the money is? I'm going to rate each of you!" As she looks through the array of delicious treats again, Sadie pulls out her tickets and places them on the booth. "So, who's first?"
Dean liked bite. From the way they kissed and touched each other it was clear they were no strangers. They were friends, friends with benefits, but still just friends. They had tried dating, which nearly destroyed their friendship. Now established firmly as friends there was no pressure between them and they could just have fun. At her small break to indicate the first kiss was ending and the second beginning, Dean growled playfully until the second kiss began.
They might have kept going for another minute or so, but the sound of a woman walking up next to him and making an announcement about rating people, caused him to pull out of the kiss. He glanced over at a second devil, this one female, who laid out a pile of tickets and was challenging the volunteers. Turning back to Rayna, his lips nearly touching hers again he said confidently, "I'm going to have to watch this. I gotta watch my girl win."
Dean swatted Rayna's booty playfully as he stepped to the side of the booth. He wasn't volunteering so he didn't know if he would be included in the devil's judging, but he would watch and cheer all the same.
They might have kept going for another minute or so, but the sound of a woman walking up next to him and making an announcement about rating people, caused him to pull out of the kiss. He glanced over at a second devil, this one female, who laid out a pile of tickets and was challenging the volunteers. Turning back to Rayna, his lips nearly touching hers again he said confidently, "I'm going to have to watch this. I gotta watch my girl win."
Dean swatted Rayna's booty playfully as he stepped to the side of the booth. He wasn't volunteering so he didn't know if he would be included in the devil's judging, but he would watch and cheer all the same.
Not intending to be rude by any means. Loneliness was a companion he was all too familiar with. They seemed to have that in common, though it was a common thread they would never discover. That is unless she decided to stick around for conversation, which seemed unlikely, but one never knew. When Aubree made her statement about being done in a second, Gandrell felt how rude he was being to her. His sculpted eyebrows pulled together as she came in for her kiss.
He placed his hands on her shoulders and stopped her, "No kiss should begin like this, even one you're paying a ticket for." He lowered his hands from her shoulders and placed them at his side, a reset if you will. Gandrell then reached out with one of his hands to take hers elegantly. If she allowed, he would pull her to him and place a respectful, yet impressive kiss on her warm lips.
Gandrell pulled out of the kiss, her hand still being held by his as he felt a strong presence and heard something about being rated? He was curious as to what was happening. So curious he hadn't let go of Aubree's hand. "Rate us? Really?" he chuckled lightheartedly. "Now that could be fun."
He tugged on Aubree's hand and looked at her, "You want in on this competition, too?" His eyes, as they looked at Aubree, seemed to catch Ella over shoulder and waved her over. "You have to come over here for this."
He placed his hands on her shoulders and stopped her, "No kiss should begin like this, even one you're paying a ticket for." He lowered his hands from her shoulders and placed them at his side, a reset if you will. Gandrell then reached out with one of his hands to take hers elegantly. If she allowed, he would pull her to him and place a respectful, yet impressive kiss on her warm lips.
Gandrell pulled out of the kiss, her hand still being held by his as he felt a strong presence and heard something about being rated? He was curious as to what was happening. So curious he hadn't let go of Aubree's hand. "Rate us? Really?" he chuckled lightheartedly. "Now that could be fun."
He tugged on Aubree's hand and looked at her, "You want in on this competition, too?" His eyes, as they looked at Aubree, seemed to catch Ella over shoulder and waved her over. "You have to come over here for this."
For a split second Darian though that he'd missed the fact the princess already had a drink. He felt incredibly dumb when he saw the cup on her hand until he realised it was empty and then relief washed over him. But how could he have noticed the cup when she had this gorgeous eyes and lovely smile? How could he have noticed absolutely anything else when her voice was so pretty he sort of blocked out every other sound. And apparently every other sight as well. Still he was glad he didn't make a fool of himself and smiled when she handed him her empty cup. Also it looked like she was giving him a chance, which was just wonderful.
Gently he tool the glass from her, his rather rough fingers lightly grazing hers as he did. His hands weren't soft, they were the hands of a fighter, but he was still very careful of his motions acting always polite and respectful. And when she asked him to not get her something too intoxicating he again smiled. She was exactly his type of woman— delicate, elegant, polite, soft spoken and she didn't seem to have sinful vices. She was drinking but she was also being responsible about it. Darian didn't know her, hell he hadn't even seen her full face, but he already liked everything about her. All that she'd shown and the parts of her character he constructed in his mind too through his own assumptions.
"I shall be right back.” He promised with a soft smile and a nod of his head before he'd head off to get her a refill. While he walked off to the bar he looked down at the glass, a fleeting thought crossing his mind— that her lips had been there but moments earlier, just like they'd been on his own lips. He bit at his bottom lip, immediately trying to get inappropriate thoughts away from his mind. Maybe he should... get another ticket? He did want to kiss her again, though he would also like to talk to her for a bit. Try to get to know her a little.
"Hello, lover boy" Ella teased as Darian reached the bar at which Darian let out an annoyed sigh. "Come on! I saw the way you were looking at that princess! You like herrrr.." Ella giggled, pocking at his arm. Darian rolled his eyes, but then looked back over at the princess. God she was gorgeous. The gown fit her like it would an actual princess. It was majestic. Ella giggled again. "Oh my god, you really like her." She said, a bit surprised, looking over at her as well. "She's very pretty.”She commented, her eyes briefly shifting over to where the Phantom was talking to the blonde. A soft sigh pushed past her lips at the sight of the two. She almost held her breath when Gandrell leaned over letting the girl move in to kiss him.
Darian had asked to get a refill for his princess and while he waited he noticed Ella was staring at another couple. “Is that the guy you kissed?” He asked and she sighed. "It is, yep." She confirmed, pressing her lips together. "…Are you jealous?" Darian asked raising a brow at his sister whose eyes were still on the couple, hands gripping at her clerical robe as the kiss between Aubree and Gandrell became a bit passionate. "What? I'm not.” She said, a soft frown tugging at her brows. Rationally it made absolutely no sense to be jealous. She'd literally just met the guy, at a kissing booth!! This was literally his job. She understood this. He said he might come find her after. That was a lot already, right? Much more than she'd expected really! "Yet you're staring." Darian pointed out, thanking the barman once the drinks he ordered were poured.
"Okay, maybe I would kinda like to be her right now… just a tiny little bit." Ella confessed, a defeated sigh pushing through her lips. She should have kissed him like that too. Again Ella ran a hand through her hair. "I don't like him for you." Said Darian and Ella frowned, hoping for an explanation but Darian just walked away to return to his princess girl. "Yeah, nobody asked you..." She muttered and then sighed. But then a newcomer caught her attention. Her eyebrows rose, mouth slightly agape as she said she was going to be rating every one of the volunteers by the quality of their kisses. A soft amused scoff pushing past her lips. One definitely had to be an extroverted person to have such an idea.
Then she caught Gandrell waving over at her and blinked a couple times, realising her really was calling for her. Well, she'd come to have fun hadn't she? So she'd smile, breathing in to gather the little courage she needed to head their way. Rubbing at her arm she would greet at the blonde. "Uh hi there, so sorry to intrude." She looked down at the blonde's shirt, reading it for the first time and smiled. "Oh, cool costume." It wasn't a condescending comment, she really did like costumes that made a statement. This one seemed to say— it's Halloween and I don't care what you think, I just wanna have fun. That was pretty cool. Then she noticed the little ears over her head, realising that she was in fact in a werewolf costume. "The wolf ears are pretty cute." She commented, the little smile still playing on her lips.
Then she'd look over at Gandrell. "I'm not sure how can I be of assistance here, I mean, I am a priest" She would gesture to her costume up and down. "But I don't think all my powers combined could exorcise the party out of that demoness." She said with a bit of a laugh. "I'll be happy to watch from the sidelines if you fancy that, and cheer. Obviously I am rooting for you to win this rating thing." She'd smile and then she'd hand over a bottle of water a bit hesitantly. "I also got you some water.." She felt a bit stupid, but she'd thought he would be getting plenty of kisses through the night, and water would keep him hydrated right?
Darian had just made it back to the Princess and handed over her glass with a smile. "Here." He’d say softly. "So… what brings someone to volunteer in a place like this?" He asked with genuine curiosity. "Or is it just some friends doing this for fun on a Halloween night?" Would he ask again, though as another customer walked in waving tickets and talking about rating the volunteers his gaze would turn cold. Clearly he didn’t approve of the attitude. "I cannot imagine having to deal with these type of people all night." He commented softly, taking a sip of his drink.
Gently he tool the glass from her, his rather rough fingers lightly grazing hers as he did. His hands weren't soft, they were the hands of a fighter, but he was still very careful of his motions acting always polite and respectful. And when she asked him to not get her something too intoxicating he again smiled. She was exactly his type of woman— delicate, elegant, polite, soft spoken and she didn't seem to have sinful vices. She was drinking but she was also being responsible about it. Darian didn't know her, hell he hadn't even seen her full face, but he already liked everything about her. All that she'd shown and the parts of her character he constructed in his mind too through his own assumptions.
"I shall be right back.” He promised with a soft smile and a nod of his head before he'd head off to get her a refill. While he walked off to the bar he looked down at the glass, a fleeting thought crossing his mind— that her lips had been there but moments earlier, just like they'd been on his own lips. He bit at his bottom lip, immediately trying to get inappropriate thoughts away from his mind. Maybe he should... get another ticket? He did want to kiss her again, though he would also like to talk to her for a bit. Try to get to know her a little.
"Hello, lover boy" Ella teased as Darian reached the bar at which Darian let out an annoyed sigh. "Come on! I saw the way you were looking at that princess! You like herrrr.." Ella giggled, pocking at his arm. Darian rolled his eyes, but then looked back over at the princess. God she was gorgeous. The gown fit her like it would an actual princess. It was majestic. Ella giggled again. "Oh my god, you really like her." She said, a bit surprised, looking over at her as well. "She's very pretty.”She commented, her eyes briefly shifting over to where the Phantom was talking to the blonde. A soft sigh pushed past her lips at the sight of the two. She almost held her breath when Gandrell leaned over letting the girl move in to kiss him.
Darian had asked to get a refill for his princess and while he waited he noticed Ella was staring at another couple. “Is that the guy you kissed?” He asked and she sighed. "It is, yep." She confirmed, pressing her lips together. "…Are you jealous?" Darian asked raising a brow at his sister whose eyes were still on the couple, hands gripping at her clerical robe as the kiss between Aubree and Gandrell became a bit passionate. "What? I'm not.” She said, a soft frown tugging at her brows. Rationally it made absolutely no sense to be jealous. She'd literally just met the guy, at a kissing booth!! This was literally his job. She understood this. He said he might come find her after. That was a lot already, right? Much more than she'd expected really! "Yet you're staring." Darian pointed out, thanking the barman once the drinks he ordered were poured.
"Okay, maybe I would kinda like to be her right now… just a tiny little bit." Ella confessed, a defeated sigh pushing through her lips. She should have kissed him like that too. Again Ella ran a hand through her hair. "I don't like him for you." Said Darian and Ella frowned, hoping for an explanation but Darian just walked away to return to his princess girl. "Yeah, nobody asked you..." She muttered and then sighed. But then a newcomer caught her attention. Her eyebrows rose, mouth slightly agape as she said she was going to be rating every one of the volunteers by the quality of their kisses. A soft amused scoff pushing past her lips. One definitely had to be an extroverted person to have such an idea.
Then she caught Gandrell waving over at her and blinked a couple times, realising her really was calling for her. Well, she'd come to have fun hadn't she? So she'd smile, breathing in to gather the little courage she needed to head their way. Rubbing at her arm she would greet at the blonde. "Uh hi there, so sorry to intrude." She looked down at the blonde's shirt, reading it for the first time and smiled. "Oh, cool costume." It wasn't a condescending comment, she really did like costumes that made a statement. This one seemed to say— it's Halloween and I don't care what you think, I just wanna have fun. That was pretty cool. Then she noticed the little ears over her head, realising that she was in fact in a werewolf costume. "The wolf ears are pretty cute." She commented, the little smile still playing on her lips.
Then she'd look over at Gandrell. "I'm not sure how can I be of assistance here, I mean, I am a priest" She would gesture to her costume up and down. "But I don't think all my powers combined could exorcise the party out of that demoness." She said with a bit of a laugh. "I'll be happy to watch from the sidelines if you fancy that, and cheer. Obviously I am rooting for you to win this rating thing." She'd smile and then she'd hand over a bottle of water a bit hesitantly. "I also got you some water.." She felt a bit stupid, but she'd thought he would be getting plenty of kisses through the night, and water would keep him hydrated right?
Darian had just made it back to the Princess and handed over her glass with a smile. "Here." He’d say softly. "So… what brings someone to volunteer in a place like this?" He asked with genuine curiosity. "Or is it just some friends doing this for fun on a Halloween night?" Would he ask again, though as another customer walked in waving tickets and talking about rating the volunteers his gaze would turn cold. Clearly he didn’t approve of the attitude. "I cannot imagine having to deal with these type of people all night." He commented softly, taking a sip of his drink.
Rowdy had been getting bored. It seemed everyone other than himself and red riding hood were actively engaged with someone. He drained his cup and looked at Cameron, "Do you need a refill?" Whether she did or not he would head to the bar and fill his cup again. He went to stand next to Cameron and knocked his cup cheekily against hers, "Happy Halloween."
He had just taken a long pull from his cup when some smokin' chick in a devil costume came over and dumped a load of tickets on the counter of the booth. Rowdy laughed heartily when she announced she would be rating them. Excitedly he said, "Hell Yes! I'm totally down for this."
When she asked who was first he cocked his head and squinted one of eyes at her. "Nope. Too easy," he said as he looked at the feminine devil. "Your eyes are bias. You'll pick whoever you think is the hottest one here. If you want to be fair, close your eyes. Make it a blind kiss test."
He had just taken a long pull from his cup when some smokin' chick in a devil costume came over and dumped a load of tickets on the counter of the booth. Rowdy laughed heartily when she announced she would be rating them. Excitedly he said, "Hell Yes! I'm totally down for this."
When she asked who was first he cocked his head and squinted one of eyes at her. "Nope. Too easy," he said as he looked at the feminine devil. "Your eyes are bias. You'll pick whoever you think is the hottest one here. If you want to be fair, close your eyes. Make it a blind kiss test."
Catherine hadn’t expected the touch of Darian’s fingers, and she couldn’t stop the smile from spreading all the way to those brown eyes. Her hands, unlike his, were incredibly delicate. Catherine was a true lady in all sense of the word, except that she did work and work quite a lot. She just worked in fabrics and softness rather than anything rough and tumble. Not that Catherine didn’t have her own experience with rough and tumble.
Her dark honey eyes watched him as he moved across the room. She obviously couldn’t hear the conversation he was having with Ella, but she did catch that he looked in her direction a time or two while he had the conversation. She smiled at him when she noticed, but otherwise went back to her conversation with Rayna, at least for a few minutes before Darian came back with her drink. Once more, her body curstied before she took the drink. “Thank you, very much.” Her voice was soft, nearly musical before she took a drink, and heard his next question.
She chuckled softly, that musical sound moving past her lips once more. “Ah, yes, the ultimate question. To be honest, I had not really planned on it, but I suppose this is one of those things you always hear of, but never see. I thought it might be interesting to try out at least once, even if just to say I had done it once.” She smiled playfully, but didn’t get the chance to a follow up question before another woman had approached the booth. This one, a female Devil, had declared that she would be rating them. Catherine had never kissed another girl before, so she was a bit nervous, but Darian’s words made her smile. “I’m sad to say, I’ve dealt with…” Taking a look over at Sadie, Catherine couldn’t quite decide the word as she thought of her friends. “Some incredibly interesting people over time.” Although she waited for Darian’s response, she did also listen to the others as they made their statements, and waited for Sadie to make her choice.
Her dark honey eyes watched him as he moved across the room. She obviously couldn’t hear the conversation he was having with Ella, but she did catch that he looked in her direction a time or two while he had the conversation. She smiled at him when she noticed, but otherwise went back to her conversation with Rayna, at least for a few minutes before Darian came back with her drink. Once more, her body curstied before she took the drink. “Thank you, very much.” Her voice was soft, nearly musical before she took a drink, and heard his next question.
She chuckled softly, that musical sound moving past her lips once more. “Ah, yes, the ultimate question. To be honest, I had not really planned on it, but I suppose this is one of those things you always hear of, but never see. I thought it might be interesting to try out at least once, even if just to say I had done it once.” She smiled playfully, but didn’t get the chance to a follow up question before another woman had approached the booth. This one, a female Devil, had declared that she would be rating them. Catherine had never kissed another girl before, so she was a bit nervous, but Darian’s words made her smile. “I’m sad to say, I’ve dealt with…” Taking a look over at Sadie, Catherine couldn’t quite decide the word as she thought of her friends. “Some incredibly interesting people over time.” Although she waited for Darian’s response, she did also listen to the others as they made their statements, and waited for Sadie to make her choice.
Rayna’s kiss never stopped, and all the sound in the room faded when she kissed Dean. Her heart thumped pleasantly and wildly in her chest, and the hand on his chest subtly and carefully let her fingers roam over the muscles she knew were underneath.
As she informed him that the second kiss was starting, the growl sent the best shiver down her spine, and made her bite him a little harder as the kiss resumed. This one may have been the one to pull Rayna away, but soon, she heard another woman move and issue a challenge. Intrigued, she pulled back from Dean, but the two looked back at the other at nearly the same time. Just for him, she whispered; “Please. You just wanna watch me kiss a girl.”
Turning, she laughed as she felt his strong hand move across her bottom, then released her lover and turned towards Sadie, the new devil to arrive. An eyebrow rose in challenge, but before she could speak, Rowdy did. She tilted her head towards him, in agreement. “I’d have to say that’s about the only way it’d be actually fair.” But she too, would wait to see which of the options that Sadie picked.
As she informed him that the second kiss was starting, the growl sent the best shiver down her spine, and made her bite him a little harder as the kiss resumed. This one may have been the one to pull Rayna away, but soon, she heard another woman move and issue a challenge. Intrigued, she pulled back from Dean, but the two looked back at the other at nearly the same time. Just for him, she whispered; “Please. You just wanna watch me kiss a girl.”
Turning, she laughed as she felt his strong hand move across her bottom, then released her lover and turned towards Sadie, the new devil to arrive. An eyebrow rose in challenge, but before she could speak, Rowdy did. She tilted her head towards him, in agreement. “I’d have to say that’s about the only way it’d be actually fair.” But she too, would wait to see which of the options that Sadie picked.
While Cameron was enjoying watching the others get kisses, multiple for some, she couldn’t quite help but feel a little bit dejected as she sat there, the only one who hadn’t been approached. At least the drinks were good, she thought as she looked into the cup. She sighed gently as she started thinking that maybe she should go, and find something else to do.
Just as she started thinking this, Rowdy’s voice interrupted her thoughts. She smiled lightly, and held out her cup for him to take. “Sure. Just make it a lot.” She leaned against something solid, not the booth but something nearby, and waited for him to return. When he did, she smiled warmly at him as she took the cup back. “Thanks, Big Bad.” She teased playfully as she knocked her cup back against his. “Happy Halloween.”
As they both went to take a drink, another woman showed up, another Devil in costume. Sadie announced that she would be rating them based on their kisses, and Cami had to raise an eyebrow. “Well, that’s quite a turn of events.” She said quietly as she laughed softly, then waited as Rayna and Rowdy spoke, her dual coloured eyes already searching for something to use as a blind-fold.
Just as she started thinking this, Rowdy’s voice interrupted her thoughts. She smiled lightly, and held out her cup for him to take. “Sure. Just make it a lot.” She leaned against something solid, not the booth but something nearby, and waited for him to return. When he did, she smiled warmly at him as she took the cup back. “Thanks, Big Bad.” She teased playfully as she knocked her cup back against his. “Happy Halloween.”
As they both went to take a drink, another woman showed up, another Devil in costume. Sadie announced that she would be rating them based on their kisses, and Cami had to raise an eyebrow. “Well, that’s quite a turn of events.” She said quietly as she laughed softly, then waited as Rayna and Rowdy spoke, her dual coloured eyes already searching for something to use as a blind-fold.
When she wasn’t in serious situations, Aubree didn’t always give a lot of thought to what she said before she said it, so she hadn’t even realized how her words might have landed in him. She hadn’t truly meant anything by them, only that she could see the obvious way he was looking over towards Ella. Because of that, she was a little surprised when he stopped the kiss, and for a moment, looked at him confused.
She smiled softly at his words, and allowed her own hands to drop in that same reset, which allowed him to take her hand. She leaned in again, properly this time, to receive his kiss. Hers was equal to his, but she would let it deepen if he did, even if it was just the momentary recognition of two lonely souls. When the kiss ended, she smiled, but when her mouth opened, her thought was interrupted by an another woman, challenging all the booth volunteers. She was curious too, and had fully intended to step away to watch the show when Gandrell tugged on her hand to get her attention again and ask her a question. “Oh! Really? Uh, yeah, sure, I guess. That sounds like fun. Why not?”
Aubree moved to stand next to Gand, out of the way of the line, while he waved over Ella and she came over. Turning to her when addressed, Aubree shook her head. “Hey, no worries. The more the merrier.” She smiled at her, then eyed her costume again, smiling to herself a little. As Ella pointed out the wolf ears, for half a second, panic hit Aubree, whose other hand moved to touch the fake fur. “O-oh, right. Uh, thank you. I thought it would be a nice touch.” Aubree would then step back a touch or two, watching the sweet interaction between Ella and Gand, and wait for further instructions on what she was meant to do next.
She smiled softly at his words, and allowed her own hands to drop in that same reset, which allowed him to take her hand. She leaned in again, properly this time, to receive his kiss. Hers was equal to his, but she would let it deepen if he did, even if it was just the momentary recognition of two lonely souls. When the kiss ended, she smiled, but when her mouth opened, her thought was interrupted by an another woman, challenging all the booth volunteers. She was curious too, and had fully intended to step away to watch the show when Gandrell tugged on her hand to get her attention again and ask her a question. “Oh! Really? Uh, yeah, sure, I guess. That sounds like fun. Why not?”
Aubree moved to stand next to Gand, out of the way of the line, while he waved over Ella and she came over. Turning to her when addressed, Aubree shook her head. “Hey, no worries. The more the merrier.” She smiled at her, then eyed her costume again, smiling to herself a little. As Ella pointed out the wolf ears, for half a second, panic hit Aubree, whose other hand moved to touch the fake fur. “O-oh, right. Uh, thank you. I thought it would be a nice touch.” Aubree would then step back a touch or two, watching the sweet interaction between Ella and Gand, and wait for further instructions on what she was meant to do next.
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