thecapitol | OPEN Valentine's Day Plot

OPEN Valentine's Day Plot

WHO | Everyone
WHAT | Baron sends Valentine's Day gifts to Tribute Tower.
WHEN | Valentine's Day!
WHERE | Tribute Tower
WARNINGS / NOTES | Warnings for drug use and all of the things that go with that. Possibly also sexual themes. The OOC post for this is here.

On the morning of February 14th when the Tributes come down for breakfast they're greeted by an impressive holiday themed spread. Pink and red baked goods, chocolates shaped like hearts, beautiful red and pink flowers, adorable stuffed animals all line the table.

On the table is also a sign in cursive that reads:

To our beloved Tributes, Victors, Mentors, Escorts and Stylists. Enjoy your holiday. -- Bartlett Industries

Most of the sweets are completely harmless, but if the Tributes taste the chocolate covered cherries or caramels they find themselves suddenly acting very strangely...

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Lindsey had intended on taking his box of chocolates and stashing it back in his room, but somehow 'back to his floor' ended up as a detour to the top garden where he happily sat polishing off his box while overlooking the terrace.

Really, life could be so much worse. He could be living in a false reality, enforced to carry out actions not dictated by him, and dying every day. This was a much better world than he imagined.

And he hadn't had chocolates this good in a long while... he should go get more. Decision made, he got up and turned so suddenly that he wasn't aware someone was there until he ended up colliding into him. "Ah!"

"Hey, watch it, Buddy." Gabriel pretended to brush himself off. Seriously, though, stuck like this, he was well aware that he was kind of small and breakable and boy, has he suffered enough lately.

After a moment, he looks the guy up and down. "What are supposed to be, anyway? You remind me of someone I'd rather forget"

Lindsey managed to salvage the last of his chocolates before the box fell over, but he took in the offensive man with a snide look of his own. He certainly had a lot of practice using it in his young life.

"Ah, did I kill you in the arenas? Your face doesn't stand out."

"Not even close and you'd remember me if you did. I happen to have an excellent face." He poses just to be sure that the guy gets the picture.

He pops another one of his own chocolates into his mouth and wonders who had the pleasure of axing this guy. He bets it had been satisfying.

Perfect time for an eye roll and a snort. This guy would fit right into Capitol lifestyle.

"I'll remember to leave your face alone," Lindsey concluded. "Wouldn't want to mark up that pretty face." He reached a hand forward to caress down the side of it for emphasis.

Well, this is a new and different response and Gabriel's going to milk it because he can and because why the heck not? He just died, so he definitely deserves a little attention.

"What can I say? I'm irresistible." And being touched without snapping his finger first might just be throwing him off a little bit.

If Lindsey looked back on this, he will blame it on a moment of insanity, or the drugged cherries if he figured out the drugs. But right now he strangely liked how the guy was reacting to being caressed on the cheek.

"Not the word I'd be using, but it'll do for now." His thumb traveled down and brushed a chocolate mark off the corner of the other's mouth.

Gabriel wasn't sure if this was a game or not, but then did it really matter if it was? He wasn't going to lose by having a little fun with it and they weren't fighting for their lives right now. Gabriel usually went for women, but he wasn't above appreciating a man now and then and Lindsey was certainly attractive.

He parted his lips and gave Lindsey a knowing grin that went straight to his eyes. "Honey, you have no idea how irresistible I can be when I'm not leashed like this."

Lindsey's eyebrows went up then lowered as his expression turned coy. His thumb brushed sideways to trace against that lower lip.

"Is that so. Magic? Powers?" Being where he came from, he wasn't terribly surprised by either of those things. "Makes me glad we're on an even field, I'd hate to be the man left behind."

"Something like that." Gabriel could push back, but playing coy was fun. Besides, he'd spent so long pretending to be someone else that falling into roles was easy for him. Being someone else was always easier than being himself, so right now he could be anyone he wanted to be.

The reminder that they were on an even playing field made him a little uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as he'd been in the arena. Here, he wasn't freezing or starving and he they weren't all trying to kill each other. Of course, he still had his guard up for mind games. He was a champion at them and he wouldn't put it past other people to play them on him. "So are you planning to buy me dinner or, I don't know, give me a name?"

"I'll consider the dinner later, but you can have my name now." He dropped his hand and grinned, his earlier hostility seemingly vanished. The possibility of mind games though, that remained strong in his vibrant blue eyes. "I'm Lindsey McDonald... and you are?"

"Gabriel." Plenty of humans were named after him, anyway, and he wouldn't be able to keep it secret for long with Castiel around. Subtlety was really not his brother's forte.

He was some sort of man-witch named after an archangel. He could just go with that. "Man, your parents really wanted a daughter, huh?" He imagined Lindsey probably felt a need to overcompensate for his name and he couldn't really resist poking at that.

Lindsey's smile slipped a bit at the question. If he got a dollar for every time he got told that... "Yeah, I guess they did," Lindsey answered with an edge to his grin. "But dear Gabby, isn't that's how life works? You can't have all that you want."

Using a girl's name wasn't really going to do anything to Gabriel. He didn't really have a gender and while he'd inhabited a male body for a long time now, he didn't exactly have all the social hangups that come with it.

He grinned. "I usually get what I want, so I wouldn't know."

"A power pusher," Lindsey observed with a rascal like grin back. Seeing that Gabriel was running low in chocolates, he threw an arm around his new found buddy and offered him some of his own.

"I was once given advice by someone to know what I want and go for it. He didn't end up so well, but it's good advice."

"Sure, as long as you don't mind a few loopholes, it can't go wrong." Gabriel took a chocolate. How did Lindsey know that chocolate was the fastest way to a trickster's heart? Well, heart might have been a stretch, but it was a good way to get into his good graces and into his bed, at least.

"I like to think of myself as a teacher." Well, he taught lessons, at least. "And a lover. My wants just tend to be within my reach."

"And a romantic too, by the sounds of it," Lindsey said with a chuckle.

Balancing the box of chocolates in one hand, he picked out one with his other one around Gabriel's shoulders and offered it to him. "But what do you teach?" Because obviously the man wasn't one if he merely thought of himself as one.

"Life lessons, mostly. There are some things you just can't teach in a classroom." He waggled his eyebrows and took the chocolate in his mouth, lips "accidentally" brushing Lindsey's fingers. He didn't try very hard to make it look like an accident, though.

"There's lots of things you can't teach in a classroom," he agreed, his smile widening at that oh-so-accidental touch. It sent a little sizzle of electricity down his arm, and finding he liked it, he went ahead and fed Gabriel another chocolate.

"They get learned as they come and not everyone's so lucky."

"I am definitely a luck changer." Bad luck was a kind of luck! Just ask Deano.

And oh, no, was there chocolate on Lindsey's finger? Here, let Gabriel just lick that off. He might have sucked on the tip gently, too. You know, just a little. He couldn't let chocolate go to waste.

Lindsey wasn't fooled by those vague words. "That can mean both ways—" he was pointing out just before the words ended in a light intake of breath. Hell, it felt like sin at the tip of his fingers.

At this point, some buried part of Lindsey was vaguely concerned that he had his arm around a man, a stranger, and that he was doing a bit more than mere flirting with him. Yet that part was fairly buried and the damned man decided, anything that felt this good shouldn't be stopped.

He picked up the next piece of chocolate and purposefully let it melt a bit in his warm and now wet fingers before delivering it to that sinful mouth.

"You know, I'm running out of chocolates... but I think my appetite's changing."

Gabriel took the bate easily enough. Why refuse something that was fun and mostly harmless? He knew exactly what he could do with his tongue and if that didn't get the guy interested, there was just no interesting him.

He moved his arm flippantly, knocking at the chocolate box and trying to dislodge it from Lindsey's grip. "Lose the chocolates and I'll give you something better." Few things were better than chocolate, but even fewer things were better than Gabriel.

He turned around to face Lindsey without losing the arm around his shoulders. "What do you say?"

Lindsey managed to hold onto the box, showing that he wasn't so easily pushed over, but finding himself suddenly face to face with an arrogant but mesmerizing prick, who was giving him an offer he couldn't refuse, he wasn't so keen on salvaging the box anymore. A waste of good chocolates, but he tossed what's left over his shoulder.

"I say I should sample the goods first."

His arm around Gabriel's shoulders tightened, not to restrict but enough to pull him in closer. He leaned over their slight height difference in an attempt to draw those tempting lips into a kiss.

Gabriel was normally very obstinate; Even in the face of things he wanted, he would sometimes pretend he didn't want them, but the effects of the drugs were wearing down on his resolve. He let himself be pulled closer without any real struggle and kissed back with passion.

His hands went to Lindsey's shoulders as he hummed in approval. If Lindsey fucked the way he kissed, Gabriel was going to have a good day. This didn't really make up for all the dying, but it balanced out the crappiness a little.

Edited 2013-02-20 02:28 (UTC)

Reservations? There was no such thing as their kiss quickly escalated from chaste to fiery passionate like the very flames of Hell was licking at their mouths. Lindsey's tongue didn't wait to gain approval before it was plundering into the other man's mouth, dominating but not in an overpowering fashion.

He was staking his claim, showing off his moves, and making sure that Gabriel knew who was going to be taking the lead on this one.

Even if he was virtually new to this sort of interaction.

Kissing a guy was different, but not that vastly different that Lindsey didn't know what to do.

The garden of Eden in the seventh ring of hell? XD

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