spoopy shenanigans [ota]

[effingsirius]

It's Halloween. Clearly this means it's time for shenanigans.

Or at least a party. Come costumed (or at the very least clothed.) Here there be alcohol and spoopiness.

Have fun!



[ooc: sob idk what this is go forth and have fun ppl i guess toplevel and attack at will?]

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[rab]

[ He wants to kiss him again, more firmly, but he behaves for now, maintaining the conversation. ]

Whatever was the glitter thing about, anyway?

[ He's glad there was no incrimination involving his own bed and glitter, but... really? Sirius? Why? ]

tbh all of their threads p much devolve into Remus just wanting to make out #regulusstahp

[siriusno]

[Remus gives him a sheepish look... pun completely intended.]

Is it bad to admit that I don't quite remember? All I know is that I woke up covered in it with a massive headache, and I still occasionally find it in places I'd rather not.

ok but consider: #cantstopwontstop. he won't be helping either.

[rab]

[ He laughs at that, but it's not necessarily unkind. ]

Honestly, I'd be surprised if he needed a reason. Or that he'd do anything not horribly annoying. Though glitter also seems a bit cute...

[ The fingers of one hand brush the back of one of Remus' lightly, easily viewed as Regulus simply shifting a bit where he stands. It's a little bit, but meaningful. ]

Remus J 'Completely Fucked' Lupin

[siriusno]

[He shoots Regulus a dirty look without any actual heat behind it. His fingers twitch when knuckles brush his own, extending just near enough to touch but curling back just as quickly.]

It wasn't cute, it was epidemic.

yeah :')

[rab]

[ It makes him huff out a quiet laugh, at that. He appreciates the touch, giving him a look full of ... something, before he replies in a lazy drawl. Maybe he's testing him. Torturing, more like. ]

I don't know... What color is the glitter? Inquiring minds.

He's a goner r i p

[siriusno]

[Remus eyes him suspicously, looking all the more ridiculous for the petulant expression peering out from under his sheep's hood. Casually, he lifts his drink to his lips, letting their hands brush deliberately on the way back down.]

...blue. Why?

just accept ur fate and cute bf remus

[rab]

[ He smiles at this touch too, lips curving up at the corners easily. There's a familiar slightly nervous quality to him but only because he knows he's pushing it. Still, fortune favors the bold. ]

Blue's a nice color on you, if I may say so.

[ Can't he enjoy these moments? Even if honestly he'd rather be snogging him in a side room instead. ]

[siriusno]

[Pushing it isn't always a bad thing. After all, where's the fun if there isn't a little risk involved? He might be 'the good one,' but Remus is in with the troublemakers for a reason, and there's still plenty of time for a decent snog in the side room should furtive touches and stolen kisses prove insufficient.]

Come off it. You're having a laugh. I'd like to see how you'd handle being covered from head to toe in glitter.

[rab]

[ Perhaps later he'll drag him off. For now, this is quite all right. He leans in close, like he's examining Remus' face for any glitter. Then he rocks back on his heels with a smirk. ]

Me? Having a laugh? Never. As for me though, the look would hardly suit me.

[siriusno]

[Remus doesn't move back when Regulus leans in, though his breath catches a bit in response to the proximity.

In the next second, he's rolling his eyes. Pompous little bastard.]

Please. I've no doubt that you could pull of any look, should you choose to do so.

[rab]

[ He likes causing that, the way Remus' breath catches. He's so much better with casual touch now, and, well... it's part of the fun, really. In fact he grins a little, planting a hand on Remus' shoulder for a brief second before dropping it again. ]

I appreciate the flattery, but glitter seems to be an acquired taste. Heard someone I quite like just complaining away about it.

[siriusno]

[He gives Regulus a look of mock affront, which once again compounds the absurdity of the sheep costume.]

Someone you like? All right, who is this bloke and where do I find him...

[rab]

[ No one's paying them any mind. Regulus grins in response, just a touch, voice low so no one can hear him. ]

Can't tell you that, can I? He's quite cute and sweet to me. Good kisser, too.

[siriusno]

[He feigns surprise this time, though he can't help but grin.]

Goodness, that's high praise coming from you. Sounds like you're already quite smitten.

[rab]

Oh, I'm definitely smitten. He's helped me a lot too, I'm grateful.

[ Now he's looking at him with what is definitely just a quiet smile. ]

Sometimes I even like to show my appreciation.

[siriusno]

[And Remus is looking back an unmistakably smitten smile of his own because they're both completely disgusting and it's probably very obvious.]

Your appreciation, hm? And how do would you show that?

[rab]

[ And this time, his smile is sly. ]

Oh, you know. The usual. Pretend to be talking about someone else while I say how brilliant he is. Maybe a bit of a snog. Depends on the day really, don't you think?

[siriusno]

[That makes him laugh and look away for a moment, his cheeks slightly pink from the drink, the heat of his costume, or the sheer pleasure of the conversation.]

Well I certainly know which of those I prefer. And tell me, which kind of day is it today?

[rab]

Today's a day for both, if he's quite amenable to the idea. [ He lofts a brow as he says it, though he knows the answer already. ] And if he would like to find a place to facilitate it.

[siriusno]

I suppose there's a chance he might be convinced. [He sets his drink aside, taking a step away before glancing back at Regulus and affecting that same haughty tone.] I hear there's a lovely original Rembrandt in the drawing room, if you'd care to take a look.

[PROTIPS: There is no original Rembrandt (as though Regulus would even recognize the name of a muggle Baroque painter), nor is there a drawing room.]

[rab]

Oi. [ He almost laughs, but only barely refrains. ] I don't sound like that much of a prick.

[ He's happy enough to go though, quite intent on finding this Not A Drawing Room aka a good place to snog and not be seen by any wandering eyes. He looks patient, even though he doesn't feel it. ]

[siriusno]

Of course you don't, darling. [Yes, he's still using the voice. A second later, he's snagging the edge of Regulus' sleeve, because they're out of sight in the hall and he still does that despite knowing he's allowed to actually take Regulus' hand now. He tugs Regulus into a side room, shutting the door behind them and looking around theatrically.] Oh dear me, the Rembrandt must be in another room...

[rab]

Come off it. [ He doesn't mind Remus taking his sleeve, though these days he's content with his hand as well - then as soon as the door's shut he wheels on him, raising his eyebrows again. ] Fuck's sake, now you really sound like a prick. [ But there's no fire behind it and he moves close to him, humming and looking up at him with a sly smile. He lifts his arms to coil them around his neck and tug him down for a kiss, ostensibly to shut him up. ]

[siriusno]

[Their lips meet and his hands come to rest possessively on Regulus' hips, using his grip to walk Regulus backwards until he has his back against the door.] And yet you're still willing to sneak off for a snog with me, so I must be doing something right.

[rab]

[ He grins a little into the kiss so soon as his back hits the door, tipping his head back to rest against it and look at him, perfectly innocent. He likes that possessiveness, too. ] I can think of quite a few things you do right. [ His arms are still around his neck, hand sliding up to scrape blunted nails over his nape in the same moment as he kisses him again, humming pleasantly. ]