[Closed] Video games, go!

[knight_2000]

Who: Kenzi (sawyourwolfjunk) and Kitt (knight_2000)
What: Video games
When: Right then and there
Where: Their room. 601
Rating: PG?

For some silly reason, Kenzi actually thought she might be able to best Kitt at video games. KITT! Former computer? It was going to be a bloodbath.

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[sawyourwolfjunk]

"I didn't figure you for a toon lover. You surprise me, Kitt." That he liked classical and all that jazz had her thinking he was too sophisticated for cartoons.

[knight_2000]

He sat back, one hand going to his chest, looking mortally wounded. "I will have you know that." His words were a little slurred as he gathered his thoughts. "I spent many nights alone in parking lots with only television for company." One watched what was available late at night. Cartoons, B movies, he was practically a connoisseur.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Well, pardon me," she said, eyes wide and lashes fluttering up at him. "You usually have such a big stick up your butt, it's hard to imagine you having fun."

[knight_2000]

"Where?" He looked confused, frowning suddenly as he looked over his shoulder. Oooh, shouldn't have moved that fast. Whee, room spin! He grabbed onto her, using her to recover his equilibrium, then smiled broadly at her.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She watched him waver, shaking her head. "It's a figure of speech, Kitt. Means you're uptight."

[knight_2000]

"Oh." It was a tough job, being a bodyguard and backup to someone all day. Wouldn't do to let down his guard - what if something happened?

That would have been his reply if he were more sober. Since he wasn't, he just made a vague 'pffff' sound and waved his hand in front of his face dismissively.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Don't you 'pff' me," she said, swatting at his hand. "You're a human now. You have to loosen up. Breathe. I promise it won't kill you."

[knight_2000]

Yeah, well, he was going to try to bite her fingers if she kept swatting at him. Like an annoying little buzzing fly. "I am very loose. Look, the cars!" He made the sounds on his own while he pointed at the screen.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Try it and see what happens, Kitt. She rolled her eyes when he went back to acting like a ten year old boy, but she played gamely along, making the noises, complete with screeching brakes. "You're so uptight, I could shove a lump of coal up your butt and get a diamond in a week."

[knight_2000]

Hey, this movie and his drinking was her idea, and if she wouldn't let him drink anymore, he'd make car noises. He was surprisingly good at it.

That was funny. That made him laugh again. She was funny. He almost dared her to try. He patted her thigh with amusement. "We wouldn't need jobs then!"

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"No, I guess we wouldn't." Okay, he was totally bombed if he was laughing his ass off at that. No more drinkies for mister drunkface. "But then you'd whine about the pain in your ass all the time."

[knight_2000]

He leaned back into the couch, sprawling like a cat. "You could kiss it and make it better." He swung his head to look at her, a beatific smile on his face as he held up his hand. "Just like with this."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She looked at his hand, then back at him. Then she swatted him and started tickling him. "Don't you tell me to kiss your ass, you... brat. I'm the queen of sass. You don't get to sass me back."

[knight_2000]

He dissolved into a mass of laughter that only heightened the slur in his voice as he went down, helpless to fend her off. "Kiss my ass, Your Highness. Ass of sass."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Oh, you're gonna need it," she muttered, wriggling to try to turn him over so she could spank said ass.

[knight_2000]

Well, at least she hadn't insisted on the Speedos yet. His brain was fuzzy, like someone had wrapped it in cotton balls, but he still managed to sense his danger. Smiling fiercely, he started fighting back, trying to grab hold of her upper arms so she couldn't turn him over.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

And now came the drunken tussling. "You're going down, you evil carface." She continued to try to tug and twist him over, tongue poking out with the effort.

[knight_2000]

Her size belied her strength. He was having to make an effort. And it was becoming serious business. "Not if you. Go. Down. First!" He had his teeth gritted, his smile forgotten as he kept his eyes locked on her face.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Okay, he wasn't a puny weakling. Her hands tried to slip down to his pants waistband and tug on them to get him to flip over. He was just as stubborn as a human as he was as a car.

[knight_2000]

She was a feisty little thing. The fairy world needed to watch out for this little spitfire. But he was stubborn, and he was just drunk enough that his stubborn streak was winning out. Playfulness was one thing - this was war. In a playful sort of way, of course, because he was smiling again as he attempted to counter her moves.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

The tone had changed someone. She'd gone from rolling him over and spanking him - or trying to - to trying to win. Again. There seemed to be a constant battle going on between them, usually with one of them coming out on top. And she had a few tricks up her sleeve to guarantee that she was the winner.

Of course, how dirty she played depended on him.

[knight_2000]

If he sat down to analyze it, he would agree that it was a very interesting dynamic, and possibly unhealthy. But at that moment his main concern was self-defense, and if he could get a little spanking of his own in there, all the better. It was tricky though because he had to hold onto her arms, or else she would be able to flip him. Which meant he only had his legs, and it was hard to spank someone with feet. It was a dilemma.

He was having a tremendously good time trying to get his mushy brain to work through the problem. Maybe if he tightened his grip a bit she'd beg for mercy?

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She let out a small squeak as his grip tightened, and she looked at him, digging through her artillery she was willing to use on him. Well, only one seemed like a valid option right now, so...

Wriggling up, she covered his lips with hers, relaxing herself against him and resting on top of him as she decided that 'distraction by kiss' was the way to go.

[knight_2000]

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

That was rather effective strategy.

She won. Again. His hands fell away from her arms as he held them uselessly away from her, unsure of what to do with them. But that was all right because he'd forgotten he had hands anyway. He was focused on her kiss, soft and warm, the lingering scent of alcohol on her breath, sweeter than anything he'd ever tasted. He found his hands again, resting them on her back to pull her in closer.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

--And she took that moment to draw back, a light flush on the tops of her cheeks that she tried to hide as she whirled him over with a triumphant cry. Then came... the paddling. She gave his ass five sharp smacks, glad for a reprieve from those eyes on her as she gathered herself from that.

Damn.