HALLOWEEN PARTY

[halfbloodhillmods]

Who: The entire camp!
What: Mr. D has moved up his festival of Apokries to coincide with Halloween! It's time to party! Where: All around the camp!
When: Thursday, October 31st
Why: Because, why not?

It was decided earlier in the month that to coincide with the holiday of Halloween, and to give campers a bit of fun after all this nonsense, that Mr. D would be holding his festival of Apokries early! As such the entire camp has been decked out in all sorts of spoooooky decorations.

It's as though a carnival has been set up over night, with music and food all around. There are satyrs and nymphs handing out candy at cabins (smarties for Athena, warheads for Ares, ect.) for any people wanting to trick or treat,  and campers running around in costumes. 

The ampitheatre has once again become a designated dancing spot, and Apollo might have returned to DJ, the arena miiiight have been transformed into a bit of a Haunted House (with special thanks to Hecate), and Demeter has set up a corn maze for campers to navigate through! 

It's time to have some fun! 

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WARNING: NSFW CONTENT!

[ospreyed]

[She growls slightly, raising her hips, butterflies in her stomach as he slowly works at the zipper. But that doesn't stop her from pulling his shirt off.]

[dandylicious]

[Her raising her hips was only met with his hips pushing them back down. She can pull his shirt off, fine, and he'll pull from that kiss and finish with the zipper.]

[ospreyed]

[Now this is quality. Someone here knows what he's doing. Grinning, she looks up at him as he unzips the suit, her torso on full display, the spandex covering only part of her chest.]

[dandylicious]

[That grin might kill him... He just smirks right back and instead dips to kiss a trail along that exposed skin, careful not to get her breasts, stopping at the zipper and shifting down a little.

Because he does have every intention of tugging the rest of that zipper down with his teeth.]

[ospreyed]

[Her breath catches in her throat as he works on the zipper, looking down at him. Yeah, this boy knows what he's doing.

Sorry, Johnny.]

[dandylicious]

[Yes. He does. As soon as that zipper's down, he peels the catsuit away slowly with his fingers, skimming her breasts as he does so.]

[ospreyed]

[She shimmies slightly, helping him peel away the fabric as her hands go to work on his belt. No one would realize this was even going on, the way the party was raging on outside. Perfect.

And the second guy she'd fucked here at camp. She had to wonder if this was the second virginity she was going to take here, too.]

[dandylicious]

[Not unless you consider that it's been a while for him. He grins and doesn't distract her from working on his belt, breath hitching just a little with how close she was to where he wanted her.]

[ospreyed]

[She doesn't.

Her hands are nimble as she pulls it off, and starts on the zipper for his own incredibly tight pants, pretty sure that, like hers, there was no room for anything on underneath.

With a grin, she trailed her fingers along the outline his pants so generously left, enjoying the way his breath indicated just how much fun he was having.]

[dandylicious]

[Nothing underneath, nope... And as her fingers trailed over him through his pants, he let out a quiet groan and a soft fluttering breath. He wriggles a little to help her peel those pants down, his own fingers hooking into the waist of his pants to help more.]

[ospreyed]

[She shrugs out of her suit, leaving her chest bare, pulling down at his pants. Just as it was difficult to get her out of hers, it was hard to get him out of his. But as she pulled them down, she locked her eyes on his, before bringing her hand right between his legs, gently stroking him.]

[dandylicious]

[Ok, that eye contact thing? Sexy as hell. Especially when paired with what her hand was now doing. Both of his hands moved up, cupping and squeezing her breasts lightly, thumbs rubbing over her nipples.]

Gods, Ep.

[ospreyed]

What? [She asked breathily, leaning up to capture his mouth with hers again.] Surprised it took you this long?

[dandylicious]

[He kisses back, before mumbling against her lips:]

Yeah. Why'd it take so long again?

[They should've been doing this sooner, really.]

[ospreyed]

'Cause you're an idiot?

[Her best answer. Actually, because she was destroying herself slowly but surely and trying to deal with weird feelings.]

[dandylicious]

Fair enough...

[Because he'd been trying to follow the rules... But this was much nicer than that. He rolled one of her nipples between two fingers as he kissed her again.]

[ospreyed]

[Screw the rules. Her breath catches in her throat, even in the kiss, but it only serves to get her to stroke him faster.]

[dandylicious]

[Oh, she should have done that sooner with results like that. He bit back most of the soft noise in response, hips pressing closer to her hand. He'll either have to move into a strange position or lose her touch to get where he's going next, though. Wet, open mouthed kisses trail down her neck and collarbone so he can take the neglected nipple between his teeth.]

[ospreyed]

[That gets him another gasp as she slides her eyes shut, arching her back so he has better access to her humble chest. Even with him having slid down, she tries her best to keep her rhythm going.]

[dandylicious]

[He's definitely grinning about that reaction. As she continues, he makes a small sound against her skin. He switches to the other breast after a moment, fingers picking up where he left off... And his free hand smoothing down her side and over her hips.]

[ospreyed]

[Two at once? She whimpers slightly- this was far better than it had been with Johnny, that was for sure. Courfeyrac knew what he was doing, and so did she. The result meant no awkward fumbling, just smooth sailing. She tilted her hips towards him, licking her lips.]

[dandylicious]

[It was probably hard wired in him to know what he's doing. Regardless, when she tilts her hips up, he glances up from his place at her chest.]

More?

[Partly teasing because... Well, duh.]

[ospreyed]

More. [She repeats breathlessly, swirling the palm of her hand over the head of his cock.]

[dandylicious]

[That gets a hiss from him as his hand moves to shift her leg up at his hip.]

Think I can manage that.

[ospreyed]

I'd fucking hope so, [she bites back, stroking him again as she adjusts herself below him.]