The actual role play! O:

He gave him a warry look, frowning. "Let's say, hypothetically, I was interested in what you have to say. What would you suggest I do?"


He moved his other hand to Bjorn's jaw, returning the kiss fiercly as he arched beneath him. Hm...He's rather good at wearing down a person's decisions...not that I didn't make it easy...e e; Raising his crotchy-hand, he slipped it inside the man's pants, lightly brushing his fingertips just above his 'equipment', teasingly.

With a muffled, growly noise, Bjorn pushed his tongue into Cloud's mouth, Hands sliding up his thighs, to his crotch, and over it, before he pushed his large, hard body down against him.


"Well~" He smirked, with a sinister laugh, "That all depends. Do you want revenge? Or do you want to submit to him?"

He released a soft, pleasured noise into Bjorn's mouth, sliding his ringed tongue to run against the driver's own as he curved uke-ishly to press up more; squeezing him between his thighs and slipping his pale fingers into Bjorn's hair, twisting them in the dark strands. God, he's delicious. @ w @;; The male thought as he lowered his hand to abrubtly and tightly grab hold of the man's 'steering wheel' [ ;D ]. And huge...!


Crimson eyes lowered to the table again, and for a moment he didn't say anything, a vacant, sad expression upon his face. What do I want? I don't want to hurt him...But if I just submit...How could I be sure he even cares at all? Maybe it'd just be another win for him... Raising a hand, he pushed absently at golden bangs with a few mocha fingers, finally looking up at him, frowning with frustration. "I want him to submit to me... I want to hear how he feels, if he feels anything, from his own lips. I want him to want me, and to want to prove that I can trust him. That I wasn't wrong about him..." He said, his voice tense with longing and love. He paused, casually adding, "Hypothetically, of course..."


[ I thought you were going to reply early... > > ]

"Kuro plays hard." Sync said, frowning, "To earn his submission, even a little bit you have to bring your game up to his nasty level and beyond." A wide, devious smile crawled onto his face as he leaned closer, "You have to break him, Emyn. You have to break him so bad that he's left on his knees begging for you." He stared up at the male, eyes filled with challenge and competition, "You have to play his game, but play harder.... And, in order to do you'll first need to set in his jealousy. Which, is perfect because you already have. Make it painfully obvious that he doesn't have you and somebody else--anybody but him can. Seduce him, dip, and then do it again...He'll fall apart." Well, either that or kill somebody. xD


With a loud and surprised moan, Bjorn broke the kiss, breath heavy and filled with desire as he stared down at the reporter with dark grey, lusty eyes, "What was your name again...?" He whispered, huskily, pulling apart the opening of his pants and slowly, teasingly brushed his fingers down inside. Jesus.... o 3 o what a hottie.

Idon't want to hurt him though... He frowned down at the table, "I don't know if I can do that." He finally mumbled, quietly.



And within the span of a second, Cloud's hands moved, firmly pulling Bjorn's out of his pants and to his face. He stared up at him with big, dark eyes, his face a mixture of teasing amusement and attraction as he pressed a little open mouthed kiss to his palm, the cool metal of his ring and the wet-warmth of his tongue lightly flicking against his skin. Smiling 'innocently' against his hand, he spoke against it, "I only tell my name to people I might sleep with, Papa Bear..."

His fingers lightly curled in against Cloud's face as he pressed down more against the boy's body, "What about you number...?" He asked, grinning a little. I could... I could definitely get used to seeing this kid more often. = w =


"I know you can." He said, "And, to be a little blunt, it's the only way he'll respect you. Other wise you'll end up like the rest of his lovers.... A piece of meat." He made a face. And, I like you. : / I think you could straighten his sorry ass out.

He turned his head ever so slightly into his hand, running the tip of his tongue quite suggestively up his index finger, nipping the tip of it with a smirk. "Off-limits to pot-heads..." He mumbled, in a purposefully seductive voice.


The blonde narrowed his eyes, a spark of fury lighting up in his eyes, jaw clenching. "I wouldn't know what to do. Besides, I'm technically with Dexter.."

"Deeexxxttteerrrr...." He made a face, "....Who?" he paused for a moment before adding, "And in any case, dump him. I see the way you and Kuro are. " He grinned.


Watching, hungrily, he huffed, "Email? Address?" Raaaawwwrrrr. D: Let me has juu! D< He narrowed his eyes, ever-so-slightly, in offense.

Mynny looked away, sighing to himself. He's right. Ugh, never thought I'd think that...D: Nodding, the male looked up at Sync, "What should I do? Help me." Ugh. Or that...Usually 'm an expert with men...but when it comes to Kuro...I feel like a knowingless virgin.. D:


"Off-limits..." He winked at him, seeming to almost absently go about parting his lips and closing them around the man's fingertip and suck softly on it, teeth grazing his skin as the tip of his tongue touched it. His expression was one you might find on the cover of a porno mag, despite the teasing humor sparkling in his eyes.

I can't take this. Bjorn thought, tilting his head to trail hot, rough open mouthed kisses down the male's neck, his other hand sliding into and tugging on his dark hair, pulling his head back to expose more pale neck for the bear to devour. Oh god I want him....

"Blatantly dump Dexter in front of, or over the internet, or just somewhere he'll see. Get his hopes up." He smirked, "And then find someone he's hate to see have you, and make it seem obvious that you're sleeping with that person. Even if you're not."

Gasping breathily with each, he arched off the seat, tilting his head back more with a crooked, lusty little grin-- one hand sliding up Bjorn's wrist to lace fingers with him as his other moved to run teasingly down the center of his stomach. "Bjorn...~" He purred in a seductive, moanish voice at the same time he curved to press his tushy to the driver's lap.


"Like who?" He made a face, thinking of various people both he and Kuro knew. Uhh...D:

"I know you'll be opposed to it... But either me or Bjorn would be your choice options." He said, making a face, "But Bjorn might want some real action."


Bjorn muffledly moaned, as he began to suck on the pale skin of Cloud's neck, poking it every now and again with his tongue as he sharply rocked down against the bum, his large thumb brushing up and down the boy's index knuckles. Mmmmmnn..... <3

"He would." Mynny's expression became a mixture of amusement and awkwardness. Ew. Being with Sync would be WEIRD... o <; He looked over at the dark haired male warily. "And you wouldn't, right?"


Moaning softly, he half shut his eyes, lightly squeezing Bjorn's hand with his own tiny one as he grindishly rubbed his tushy-bum against his crotch; his other hand slipping under the stoner's shirt and running up his smexy tum, nails scraping his skin lightly.

He broke away from the reddened skin with a noise of pleasure and desire, before he rocked down again, his hand moving from Cloud's hair to his smooth little tummy and travelling upward. "O-Oh god..." he breathed, lustily, before kissing him, fiercely.



"...Would..." He looked away, awkwardly, "Some help in the kissing field be too much to ask?" He mumbled, cheeks becoming a faint, embarrassed pink.

Returning the kiss roughly, he pushed the driver's shirt higher, arching to press his bare, soft stomach to Bjorn's with a sharp, moanish gasp that parted his lips against the man's. Mmmm... I change my mind, I think.... Cloud thought as he moved his not-hand-holding hand to undo Bjorn's pants, using his thighs and some rather grindy/swaying motions to slowly lower them.


Hasn't he kissed people before? The male blinked, a look of genuine shock on his pretty mocha face. Slowly, he shook his head. "...Noooo..."

"Thanks..." He lowered his head, "The last person I tried to kiss told me I felt like a fish in heat...." He said, miserably, "So I've kind of been afraid to do it since...." WHY did I say that!? D:


His thumb grazed over the boy's nipple, other hand squeezing Cloud's before he slid his tongue into the male's mouth, squirmishly rocking down, while attempting to help the male with his pant removal.

He blinked. Did he just...open up to me a little?? O: Awkwardly smiling, he shrugged. "When I first kissed a guy he said I looked and felt like a Golden Retriever with aposable thumbs..." He shrugged, "Everyone sucks at one point...No shame..." This is so weird and...wrong..



He moaned a muffled version of Bjorn's name into said male's mouth, pale fingers lowering to wrap tightly around his 'noodle?' and squeeze in perfect unison with a squeeze to his hand; pushing the man's pants to his knees.

Sliding his hand don the little tummy, Bjorn moaned into the male's mouth, jerking a little into his hand. oh god... He's making me so hard...


He smiled uncertainly, That was weird.. "A-anyway...." He said, somewhat nervously, pausing, Topic... topic... "Who's Dexter?"

Breaking the kiss with a shaky inhale, he tipped his head to brush his lips against Bjorn's ear, breath warm as he whispered an inviting "My name's Cloud.." Squeezing him again, roughly, he ran the underside of his thumb in little circles against his hand.


"A friend from highschool... He's the one who got me into racing.." HE mumbled, obviously very awkward as well.

"Been dating long?" He asked, almost absently as he searched for a waiter. AWKWARDNESS DIIIIEEEEE...


"Cloud..." He moaned the name, his hand sliding slowly into the boy's pants, "Can I take you out for dinner tomorrow?"

"Uh... Yeah... I guess..." He fiddled awkwardly with his rings, when suddenly a waiter stepped to their table. Thank God

"Konbanwa, cuties~ What can I get for you~?" He purred, nearly-flourescent aqua colored eyes full of interest as he looked down at Sync, the blonde spikes framing his tanned-mocha face shifting slightly with each movement he made, no matter how slight. His skinny body was clad in a white t-shirt, loose black tie, and some baggy black pants, topped off with an apron. His mouth drew into a sexy grin, making the black spiral in the left side of his lower lip glint-- his slightly point-tipped ears also covered in multiple black and white rings/bars. I'mma tap that ass! O:



He ignored the faint blush that crossed his cheeks, and tilted his head to lead soft little pecks along his jaw line until he reached his lips, staring up at him with lusty and surprised eyes. "...You want to...?" He whispered against Bjorn's mouth, running his hand along him in continuous strokes, thumbnail passing along the slit in his tip every time he reached it.

Sync turned his head, glancing at the blonde with an "o ^ o! " Sort of expression before quickly looking away and straightening against his seat to try and look taller and manlier, "I-I..." He cleared his throat, "I'll have... uh... " Pause, damn it. I didn't even look at the menu... He frowned Maybe he won't notice the voice crack... e e;; stealing another glance at the tall blonde, he smiled to himself, before looking back over at Mynny for guidance. But, daaaaamnnn. What a sexy person. I wonder f he has Skype. : 3 I'd cam to that!

((Wow, Sync, you're a loser.))


He moaned out a, "Ye-yeahh," pecking the male's mouth, hungrily, "M-maybe we can go to the theatre or something afteerr..." Softly brushing his fingers along Cloud's 'rod', he pressed another kiss to his lips, "Mnn.. It's alot of fun, actually." He offered a little affectionate smile.

The tall man smirked, watching the dark haired male with amusement.

"Give us another minute, okay, Tall-Blonde and Handsome?" Mynny casually said, flashing a quick, completely fake little smile.

"Sure thing~ I'll be back to... get your orders in a bit~" He grinned crookedly, winking at Sync before walking off.

The young driver grinned. "He wants you... Hardcore..." He laughed.




[ Affectionate? < < ALREADY? ]

He moaned breathily against his smile, before nodding a little. "..O-okay..." He whispered, before leaning up and capturing the stoner's lips in a deep smooch, kicking Bjorn's pants away completely-- his soft legs brushing against him until the fabric of his black denim shorts interrupted. Softly brushing his fingertips along the man's 'tire pump?' then up his tummy, he lifted his hips to rock his tushy against the male's lap.

[Is he wearing boxers? O: ]

Growling hungrily, the bear like male returned the kiss, one hand wrapping around the male's littler pole, as the other began to push down Cloud's shorts. He slid his tongue into the male's mouth, shutting his eyes. Mmmn. I'm excited.


((More like an "Hehe I think I like you" sort of affectionate.))


Sync blushed, "Y-You think so?" He asked, excitement clear in his tone, Wow... "I- I mean... Of course he does! I'm hot shit." Looking around, he narrowed his eyes, "So what should I do?" He asked, "I-I mean... should I offer my email? SHould I find out his name and put surveillence in his room?"

Emitting a muffled, pleasured noise into the male's mouth, he squirmed his hips to help remove his shorts, both hands now moving to the middle of Bjorn's back to grab the bunched up shirt and pull it as high as he could before the driver's arms interfered. God, he's sexy... @ @;;


"Leave it to me." He smirked, "And when he comes back, just try not to act like an idiot and ask if he plays Dungeons and Dragons or anything." Myn laughed, raising both blonde brows at the male across from him.