As Tura seemed determined to be able to meet Danny, he quickly looked around and laughed softly. “Shit I didn’t think I’d meet you. I go back to Minstrel in a week. Um… Sammy's birthday is coming up in a couple months. How about during that week? I’m sure he’ll love it!”
He gingerly grabbed her shoulders as he said that. His mind was stuck on her first demand of time and place and that she wanted to meet him. He was mentally dancing at the thought of how excited Sammy would be about meeting her. After he had explained the game, and Tura made her own commentary, his face burned a little. “While I wouldn’t mind too much… that’s not the name of this event.”
He half teased. Then they started their little game. He couldn’t help but laugh as she buried her face in his shoulder, putting a hand on her back as she had done so. After the balloon popped on them, his face got red at her comment, but he smirked regardless.“Always happy to see you…”
He had whispered as she put her head on his shoulder again, leaning his head slightly on hers till she lifted her head. After they were all given whiteboards, and the next game was introduced to everyone, Danny looked to Tura. “Whaaat? You can easily do the truths for easier game.”
He chuckles before he heard her say she wasn’t wearing underwear, in which he nodded as he smirked. “I can feel.”
He had no issue saying that as he had just felt a moment ago. He pauses for a moment as he thinks about what he wanted to do. “I think... I’ll probably do all of them.”
He says after a moment.
He scribbles on his board and writes ‘Yes’
in his neat handwriting before he shows it to Tura. the board turned green. After that, he turned Tura around so she was sitting back to his chest, and put his left hand casually on her inner left thigh. He used her lap and his right hand to write his answer to the next question, though he had to think at first. ‘You’re lazy.’
He glanced up before he wrote ‘Lazy’
on the board. It turned purple. That was wrong? ‘Temper’
. Green. “Ouch… I don’t even show my temper often.”
He pouts to the board. His hand slowly slipped off of Tura’s thigh before he gingerly lifted her up off his lap. He got himself up off the chair, and guided Tura to sit back in the chair while he left, but he didn’t force her to sit in it if she didn’t want to. He had gone off to the food table to grab himself something to eat.
He came back to Tura with an orange and smirks as he stands before her and peels the orange with slowly before he pulls the orange apart to make two neat halves. He takes one half and brings it to his lips before he sticks out his tongue and lets it run up the orange segments slowly. He handed her the other half of the segments, raising an eyebrow as he had a smirk going on his face. He wanted to see if she’d try as well. If Tura didn’t grab it, he set it on a napkin that was on a nearby table, wanting a free hand.
As he was licking up the orange, he reached his free hand to his shirt and slowly started to sway his hips from side to side while he grabbed hold of his tie and started to tug it down to loosen it. Then his free hand made its way to the top button, slowly going down each button till the shirt was completely unbuttoned before her to expose his torso while his hips swayed to the music. His chest wasn’t as muscular as most mens chests, but he was lightly toned enough to tell he was a man regardless. While he also unbuttoned his shirt, he let his mouth turn on his orange and slowly used his teeth to grab hold of the segment and made slightly obnoxious slurping noises as he did so, showing his tongue slightly at the sides before he popped the segment off of the orange and into his mouth. The longer he repeated this process, the more confident he felt he was getting, even going licking the orange from the bottom of the segments, to the very top as slowly and sensually as he could in view of others better as well. His hand had traveled up the length of his torso as he licked and munched on his orange, going up to his face before turning back down his torso and going to the top of his pants, getting close to the belt and undid it before he just let his thumb casually hook at his pants near the button, pulling the front of his pants down some. The minute seemed to pass for him, and he chuckled to himself before he ate the last of the orange normally, keeping his thumb where it was in his pants.
Next question was in order now as he finished off his orange and grabbed the board. How many people did he sleep with? Tura was definitely one. There was a few others as well? ‘Five’
. The board flashed red. He slumped his shoulders and pursed his lips slowly. ‘Ten.’
Red. He was guessing. ‘Try lower than five.’
Arminius grumbles to his twin. ‘Three.’
Purple. He perked up a bit at that. Not many people. ‘Four.’
Green. He blushed as he rubbed the back of his head. “Guess the parties weren’t as great as I thought they were…”
He mumbled to himself. He then recalled the second half of that truth or dare, and smirks. “Wait right here.”
He says before he jogs off to the bathroom. He came back a moment later and had his briefs in his hands before he made his way back to Tura and grabbed her hand to let her hold them. “We match now.”
Suddenly his hand was cuffed and then brought closer to Tura’s hand before it was cuffed as well. He was utterly confused by the action, and looked back at the employee, but he was already off cuffing another person. This wasn’t going to end well was it…?
Then the hostess came on stage and explained that they had to get their heart rates up. He bit his bottom lip as he sucked in his breath. “This game is going to be the death of me.”
He teased before he turned towards Tura. “I don’t think I’m going to be losing you tonight at all. Not that I wanted to. But this makes it easier to ask. Want to come to my hotel room after this game is over?”
He chuckles as he brought himself close to Tura, closing that gap between them and not letting her have any room to move away as he used his other hand to trap her to his chest. It seemed that the truth or dare game, and then this one, started to wash away his awkwardness and let him get out of his shell once again. “I would suggest… clothes on here… but then they disappear at the hotel, hm?”
He whispered softly into her ear before he nibbled on it softly. He was on the side that the handcuffs weren’t on, to not strain her wrist. Without her doing anything, he was already feeling turned on.
Danny #ffccff & Arminius #cc9900