That's Ga-linda. With a GA!

smithinlima:

His eyes widened behind the mask, but he couldn’t help the grin that touched his lips. “I uh - well, I am pretty familiar with the workings of pipes and… how can I deny two such lovely creatures my assistance?” The smith flexed under Galinda’s touch, his other arm coming to wrap around Mario’s waist. “Maybe we should find somewhere a bit more private to… experiment?”

@mario-itsame

Mario grinned at Galinda, surprised by how much he enjoyed the silly nose boop. He automatically leaned into the blacksmith’s side. “I think that’s a very smart idea,” he said before glancing around them. “I think there’s a classroom not too far away?” he suggested, before adding teasingly to Galinda, “If you can keep your hands to yourself for that long.”

@galindawithagatnt​

Galinda’s mouth gapped at Mario’s little tease and playfully swatted at the other’s shoulder. “Me? I have excellent self-control, I’ll have you know.” He said, huffing in a way that was obviously not serious. He turned his attention to the sexy blacksmith between them, squealed at the way his chest hardened under his hand, which only made Galinda cling tighter. “I’m just...selective about when I exhibit that self-control, that’s all.” He amended with a little giggle before nodding. “A classroom sounds like the perfect setting for such an...educational experience. Lead the way, Smithy.” The blonde stood up on his tip-toes and pressed and encouraging, open-mouthed kiss to the man’s neck to get them going.

Dancing with Galinda was fun, and that was all that mattered. Mario grinned over at the other man as he started to explore his body, and when the other man closed the distance between them, he did the same. He bit his lip as his hips rutted up against the other man’s thigh. “This outfit is perfect for the pipe inspections I’ve been doing tonight!” he told him with a proud grin. “Not a lot to get in the way. But I have to say, I love how that fabric looks on you!”

“Ah. I don’t have time for men or boys, so I have never heard of him,” she played off, fluttering the thought away with her hand. “An introduction would certainly help me to understand, yes,” the ballerina agreed. When the good witch showed her moves, Swan attempted to mimic them which she did, though far less fun than the woman in pink had done it. “It’s hard for me to dance without technical steps and knowledge,” she admitted, albeit in an embarassing manner. 

Mario laughed as Galinda took hold of him and dragged him to the dance floor. It was loud, but it was just the sort of loud that made him want to dance his suspenders off. He started moving right away. Even if he wasn’t all that good at it, he was having fun, and a large part of that was definitely that he had a very sexy good witch in front of him. “Let’s dance!” he agreed, shouting to be heard. 

“There’s always other places, if that’s something on your mind,” he said, a smirk touching his lips under the bottom of his mask. The squeal was adorable, though he wondered if such a noise would be present in other situations as well. “Yeah? Maybe I’ve gotten my land legs after all. Not much call for dancing on the ship, my crew’s not one for revelry as such.”

Swan gave a shrug of agreement at the princess’ answer. “Who in the world if Fiyero and what makes him better than the prima ballerina?” Swan asked as the walked out towards the floor. She presented herself in appropriate ballet poses, showing them off for the new pink lady. “Of course I”m serious, you don’t become the top ballerina in the Russian ballet by not being serious.”

Galinda’s mouth formed a rather comical ‘o’ shape. “You’ve never heard of Fiyero? Oh, he’s just the dreamiest.” The blonde squealed at the thought, definitely thinking of his own equivalent of ‘Fiyero’ - whom he hoped to run into at some point. “I’m sure he’s around here, somewhere. If I find him, I’ll introduce y’all so you know what I mean.” Galinda assured the ballerina, as if she was really just dying to meet the prince in question. 

Galinda couldn’t deny that those fancy ballet poses were impressive. “Well, I certainly can’t do all that - but can you do this in those fancy slippers of yours?”

He chuckled and twirled the small sprite under his arm before pulling him into his arms properly. One arm laid low across Galinda’s back, his other hand twined into the other’s smaller one. “Oh I believe we could, but I don’t think the dance floor is the right place to find that out. We might get danced over,” he said with a playful shrug.

Mario grinned at the little boop to his nose. It was ridiculous, but he really enjoyed the gesture. “Well, I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do,” he said. “I haven’t actually been dancing yet, and if that’s something you’re more interested in, perhaps we should check that out instead?”

Skel was intrigued by the glittering vision sweeping along the edge of the dance floor, and that tantalizingly expectant look on what he could see of his face. So he stepped up, extending his hand in a silent offer, pleased when delicate fingers landed against his palm. “Can’t promise a steady sweeping. Spent so much time on a ship that being landlocked feels odd,” he said in a gruff voice, guiding Galinda into his arms easily for the dance he so obviously wanted.

“Is it?” The dark ballerina looked up at the high, shrill voice. The girl looked down at the hand that was suddenly on hers and the swan let out an annoyed scoff. “Well, I guess. I am a world class dancer after all,” she smirked and followed the bubbly princess towards the dance floor. “So are you always this bubbly?”

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Mario frowned when he realized that the well-dressed man wasn’t planning to join him in the escape room, but he couldn’t help the grin when other man complimented his facial hair. “Why thank you!” he said. “It’s taken me forever to grow.” He tilted his head to one side, a bit like a dog. “It seems like you’re not actually interested in the escape room?”

“An escape room?!” Mario exclaimed as he noticed the sign on a nearby door. He grabbed the arm of someone walking by and pointed it out to them. “Is that what I think it is?” he asked. “Do you think there are many pipes to crawl through? I’m a plumber, you know. If it’s pipes, I can escape, no problem!”