#vargus asks

1.) Laveri/Liefey (Black Ice)

For once, he had managed to get Liefey to go his way and visit his hive instead of vice versa. This was a good thing because her hive was freezing to the damn extreme. She had taken a seat on his couch, which was totally fine. Not like he actually cared where they did it. But given the situation, why not take advantage of it? Standing himself directly in her line of sight, Laveri grinned down at her where she sat. "What are you. Doing now, Laveri?" Came the initial response to this. To that, Laveri began running his hands up his own chest until his fingers reached the top hook on his jacket. "I just figured, since my ass isn't freezing off and it's actually warm for a god damn change, I would take advantage of it." Sliding the hook free slowly, his fingers continued to work to remove the jacket adeptly until the last hook was free. Rolling his shoulders backwards, he let the jacket fall off his shoulders and slide off his arms and onto the floor. Using one foot to slide it out of the way, he used his psionics to unwrap the scarf from his neck. The psionics would then deposit the scarf in Liefey's face, making her frown angrily at him and complain. "Shut up, babe, and just enjoy the damn show...." Laveri chuckled, removing his shirt next, tossing it aside. Kicking off his shoes and shocks, he ran his hands down his now exposed chest. "Ahh... Feels good to be able to strip and not freeze to death. You should try it sometime." He smirked at Liefey, wiggling his eyebrows at her as his hands ascended to his belt. Running one finger over the smooth metal, he slid it under the hook, sliding it free. Using both hands now, he slid the belt free, then used it to smack Liefey's leg, laughing. Okay, now she was getting pissy. But who cares? He was going to get laid tonight regardless, why not have fun with it?

3.) Alturo/Liefey

"Liefey, I brought something for you." Offering the tealblood a warm smile, Alturo approached her where she was sitting. On one hand was a box balanced carefully, which he set down on the table in front of where she sat. "Oh, what is. In the box?" Alturo grinned, walking over to stand behind Liefey, putting both hands on her shoulders. "I've made you an outfit. A dress and matching hat, tailored to your size and needs. Though, I have one favor to ask. I need to take an exact measurement of your arms, just to make sure. If I got it wrong the first time, I can easily fix it." After she would agree, he directed her to hold her arms out from her sides, then lowered them so that they were at her sides. That would have to do. Taking out a pair of handcuffs, totally not like he had those for any particular reasons, he hooked one end around one of her wrists quietly, dragging her arm to the side, making sure the cuffs went around one of the bars of the chair she sat on. While she was surprised, stuttering, and getting increasingly angrier, he hooked her other hand quickly before she could react properly. Standing back to his full height, he sighed. "Liefey, calm down. I need to cut and brush your hair again, that's all. And I know you're opposed to it, so I just took... Precautions."

19.) Samryl/Dorada (Adventure Time)

Spending time at Dorada's hive was always an interesting past time. One time, her lusus had tried to look for bugs in his hair, the next time they crashed on the floor of her kitchen, and so on... This particular time, he sat on her bed, back to the headboard and legs spread so that she could sit in between them, back to his bare chest. Dorada's hive always seemed to warmer than most, so it wasn't too cold to sit like that. Dorada herself had abandoned her shirt some time ago. For now, he sat hunched forward a little, arms wrapped around her waist, content. Then, his arms began to move, he running his hands up her sides, tracing his fingertips over her bare skin. Moving up her belly, Dorada laughed, asking him what he was doing, to which he simply replied that he didn't know, which made her laugh more. Tracing over the grubscars on her sides, then up to where her breasts lay, his face flushed blue, squeezing the, experimentally. Dorada didn't seem to protest so he moved on, letting his hands explore her all over. He didn't know why, but he just felt like he ought to know every inch of her body, silly as it seemed.

29.) Vargus/Domina