The Villa Is Open

[shipwreck_light]

Zephyr had a plan. "We are gonna make you the best electric milkshake that ever was!"

"Or will be!" Pip joined in, clapping her hands over her head as she danced along before him and Roa and generally got in the way of where they were trying to walk.

This gave Zephyr plenty of excuse to pause at the end of the hall and make himself a sweeping gesture. "In the historya... ah..." one that should have ended with him banging his hand on the wall.

Except for the part where the applicable wall had disappeared and not in the usual behold the busted drywall kind of way. It was just gone. Likewise, the hallway and the entirety of Sky Plaza.

Zephyr stood on some low, sweeping stone steps. That happened to be outside, while just a moment before been /inside/ and headed to the kitchen. "OK, what the hell?"

Roa took in the sudden sky all golden up the flanks of the villa before them and held her finger to her lips in curiosity. "I don't know, actually." Then, she attempted to walk down the way they had come. This got her over the steps and almost to the spray from the fountain in the drive before it became quite apparent merely turning around wasn't going to accomplish much besides dampening her shoes. Back up she went. "This *looks* like where they held the last Court of the Manor."

"You dunno?" his next sound was an odd one, not a moan and not a laugh, and awfully feline besides. "Yeah, that's not freakin me out or nothin. Dun you know everythin?"

"Zephyyyr. Same to you."

"You guys," interjected Pip, her bare toes rapping on the stone. "Think this's kinda the same thing happened to Seb."

"Hm?" Zephyr craned himself her way, and their hands tangled together, wires all a-flash.

"Mm!"

"Mnhn."

"Nnn~."

"Well, I like your theory so far," Roa nodded. Mostly, she wasn't being silly right back at their latest ridiculous display. Mostly. "Happened to Siebenkas...?"

"Yeah, he had this dream," the elder of the two evokers almost began to explain, digits working.

Whatever he meant to coax out of the recollections between them, Pip took over, swaying as she did. "He thinks was a dream, but is totally notta dream. I know. I touched him thinkin about it an it was all wrong fora dream. Still didn't make any sense, but not the same kinda way dreams do."

"Also, Seb never dreams he's nekkid. Fun fact."

("So useful, too," Roa remarked, quite to herself.)

"But, he walked outta his bathroom an alla a sudden, he was in this bar in Old New York an there were all these other people an he was almost kinda sorta mebbe flirtin with this mob boss lady over gin an tonic and then there was this real cute muddy guy. Seb didn't think he was so cute, but I did. He got way more distracted by the other lady evoked with her eyes and the booze was good an there were pretty blond polyamourous peeps bonkin in the restroom an... an... an..."

Her not so little description might have gone on another few hours, except that Zephyr reached around with his unoccupied hand and tickled her. The way they'd tangled up together, she must have known it was coming.

Which left Roa to conclude Pip wanted tickled more than she wanted to discuss any washroom adventures. "On one hand, that sounds very much like a dream to me. On the other, if there's some sort of precedent for people in our manor suddenly disobeying all known laws of physics. And you're not playing some sort of elaborate prank."

"Hey! I had my heart set on givin you your first electric milkshake an that's not somethin I'd go back on for any money." Next thing she did know with any certainty, Zephyr had play staggered over, clutching at his shirt, "'m so disappointed it /huuurts/."

"Well, you can make it up to me when the universe goes back to normal."

Grin for the time being, too.

"It is going to go back to normal?"

"Did last time. 's why we still gotta Seb an notta portal to someplace called Dan's," said Pip.

"Alright, so why don't we...?"

"Make the besta it?"

"Yes!" Roa swung from Zephyr's grasp. He only then reached for her, trying to find that place in her moments where the best meant [concrete] he could play after and with her. As it was, he missed her as she skipped the villa steps instead, swirling her skirt in her hands and calling back after: "We're going to get company, right?"

"Woul, that'd be nice, but if not," he shrugged. "We get blitzed an watch the stars come out." A quick little sigh and a pop of his shoulder after, he followed.

Pip watched the space in the sky where the clouds should have been. The end of her nose twitched. "We're so gettin company. Can smell it, almost. Somethin's zactly not right out there." Laughing then, she blew past them both and straight through the doors.



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ETA: This post has not been up thirty-six hours and we officially have more than 500 comments. SO I SUPPOSE THIS ISN'T FUN AT ALL AMMIRITE? XD

ETA II: I am really, really touched that everyone wants to take care of the deceased fellow in the pool. I'm sure he appreciates it (he didn't even have a name in the story where he first appeared ;_;). But, alas, there was only one of him and he's currently being handled. He may be installed in a bedroom shortly, and should that happen, I will give him his own thread for poking purposes.

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[geena]

Michael laughs, stumbling after Johnny as he tries to steal a kiss.

"Something with a big bed," he murmurs, skimming fingers over Johnny's hips. "God, we haven't been out of our place in forever, this is wonderful."

[johnny_corlioni]

"Can't say I'm glad we're who the fuck knows where, but this is a plus ta it." Johnny turns suddenly, pinning Michael to a convenient wall and kissing him hard. He presses one thigh up against Michael's crotch as they kiss, then nips his lip and lets go, stepping back.

[geena]

Michael gasps, tipping his head back against the wall with a thud. "Jesus." When Johnny pulls away, he frowns, shooting him a glar while straightening his clothes.

"Room," he insists, pausing for a second. "With a tub."

[johnny_corlioni]

Johnny laughs. "Ya have plans for this tub? You're pretty fuckin' insistent, babe." Not that Johnny blamed him, but it never hurt Michael to be teased a little.

"C'mon, we'll find one."

[geena]

"I just want a nice soak, and then I want my brains fucked out," Michael admits, voice low. He follows along after Johnny, sparing the occasional glance at their surroundings.

[johnny_corlioni]

Johnny sucks in a breath. "Sounds like a challenge, babe. Haveta see if I can manage ta do that."

They're in the other wing of the house by then, and Johnny deliberates a moment before deciding bedrooms are more likely to be on the second floor. So he starts up the stairs and grabs Michael's ass.

[geena]

Michael jerks at the contact, pressing back for a second or two before making his way up the stairs. Wherever they are, it's absolutely beautiful, and Michael can't stop craning this way and that.

[johnny_corlioni]

"Wonder where everyone is," Johnny says, because it's clear enough that this isn't supposed to be so empty.

Not that he's complaining.

He sticks his head into a room marked as The Cigarette Lounge out of pure curiosity; he has better things to do than smoke at the moment. Doesn't smell like smoke, though, and there aren't many ashtrays around. Weird.

That done, he starts down the hall again and tries a door at random. An empty bathing room, elaborately decorated in a way Michael should like.

"How's this, babe?"

[geena]

A grin breaks out across Michael's face and he nods, peering into every corner. He steps toward the bath, sighing in satisfaction as he slides a hand over cool, smooth porcelain.

"Join me?"

[johnny_corlioni]

"I was hopin' ya'd ask." Johnny unbuttons his shirt and turns on the water. He glances at the door; it locks, so he takes care of that before it can become an issue.

[geena]

Michael kicks off his good shoes-- the brown ones that pinch-- and reaches for the top button of his shirt. He stares as Johnny bends over to fiddle with the taps, gently biting his lower lip.

Shrugging off his shirt once it's finally unbuttoned, Michael tosses it toward the far corner.

[johnny_corlioni]

Johnny toes off his shoes and unfastens his belt, shoving his pants and boxers down at once. The water feels like it's a decent temperature, so once he's also gotten rid of his socks, he steps into the wide, deep tub and gestures for Michael. "C'mon, babe."

[geena]

"Jesus," Michael whispers to himself, watching Johnny strip. After a beat or two, he unfastens his belt and shoves off his pants and underwear. Kicking them aside, he hops around until he's able to remove his socks, finally approaching the tub.

"Okay." Michael licks his lips and carefully steps into the water.

[johnny_corlioni]

Johnny watches him appreciatively, the way he moves and the smooth lines of his body. "C'mere," he suggests, gesturing for Michael to sit between his legs.

[geena]

Michael squirms into place, exhaling slowly as the water rises around him. Curling his toes slightly, he leans back against Johnny. "Mmm. This is nice."

[johnny_corlioni]

"Yeah, it is." Johnny kisses the back of Michael's neck, rubbing his hands along the tops of Michael's legs. "Feels good. Ya feelin' any better, babe?"

[geena]

"Moderately," Michael decides, closing his eyes. He tilts his head, offering more skin to Johnny's mouth. "I still refuse to attend another dinner like that ever again."

He grins, smoothing the palms of his hands over Johnny's thighs.

[johnny_corlioni]

"She's not usually that bad." Which is true. Johnny's ma is terrible to his partner, but she in't that terrible, most of the time. "We'll talk 'bout it, next dinner we're invited ta. For now, let's jus' relax." He kisses Michael's neck, down to his shoulder, and lets his hands drift to the insides of Michael's thighs.

[geena]

"Okay," Michael returns with a hitch in his breath. "Relax. Right." One hand grips at Johnny's knee while the other flutters back to Johnny's hip, pulling them closer. He experimentally presses back against the other man, grinning to himself.

[johnny_corlioni]

Johnny grins against Michael's shoulder and nips gently. "Thought ya wanted ta soak, then get fucked?" he teases, but that doesn't stop him from drifting his hand up toward Michael's dick.

[geena]

"I do, but that doesn't mean there isn't time for foreplay." Michael hisses, pushing back with that much more pressure.

"I think--" he begins, mouth dry. "I think after this, if you don't think we'll be interrupted, I want to suck you."

[johnny_corlioni]

"Babe, I'm not ever gonna turn down a blowjob from ya." Johnny lifts one hand from the water and uses it to turn Michael's head to one side, enough so it's easy to kiss him deeply. His fingers, under the water, just brush against Michael's balls.

[geena]

"Uh-mmm," Michael groans, hips lifting just the tiniest bit. "If you-- god-- if you want, you can even fuck my mouth." He shudders. "Please, do it."

[johnny_corlioni]

Johnny grins and kisses him again. "Fuck yeah." He presses forward against Michael. "Ya feel how much I like that idea, babe? I'm gonna haveta do that. An' then I'll take my time playin' with ya 'fore I fuck ya."

[geena]

"God, yes<" Michael sighs, rotating his hips backward. "You have no idea how much I want just that."

He fidgets, twisting to kiss Johnny harder.