<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/URrCM0Y.png?1)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Chloe Andersen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16025956#msg16025956)<br/><strong>Location</strong>:  Inside, kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Leopard-print lightweight jacket,<del>tan short sleeve T-shirt</del>, hip-hugging distressed jeans, belt, black laced matching bra and underwear,<del>boots, and socks</del>,<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: none<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Arthur, Emma, Johnathan, Jules, Donovan, Diane, Rose<br/><hr/>She watched intently when Arthur moved his hands to the hem of his shirt and a thin smile formed upon her lips.  A well manicured brow rose curiously when he stood and moved closer.  Then both brows rose in surprise when he placed one knee on either side of her legs.  Her hands felt small within his, though; her mind had little time to contemplate that before she could feel the softness of his skin under her fingertips.  Beneath the softness of his skin was the solid firmness of his muscles.<br/><br/>As her fingertips slowly scaled his torso's contours, her eyes were locked into a gaze with his.  Her heart beat faster, like it did in the kitchen, and a wide beaming smile lit her lips.  The same smile she always wore when she received exactly what she wanted.  The only thing that broke her gaze into his eyes was the fabric of his shirt when it was finally removed.  Mesmeric gaze broken, she wasted little time in allowing her vision to dip to the newly unveiled delight.  Her smile widened and her fingers slowly glided back down the path they had just traveled.<br/><br/>When he moved toward her, she closed her eyes and her lips parted invitingly.  It was becoming a habit.  Kissing him.  One which she could likely become addicted to.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure how long they kissed.  For the longest of moments, she forgot that the rest of the group was even there.  But, slowly, with each passing second, the awareness that they had an audience invaded her consciousness.  She didn't really care that they saw.  After all, each had just kissed someone in front of her.  But, they were playing a game, and it was impolite to keep them waiting too long.<br/><br/>When Arthur took a seat directly next to her, she cuddled into him and rested her shoulder against his bare chest.  For the first time that night, she wished she'd left the jacket at home.<br/><br/>Jules picked up the cards and made a pun which she simply smiled at.  Then came his challenge.  It had possibilities, but it sort of felt like a step backwards to her.<strong>"I thought we were doing double challenges or something?"</strong>she commented.<strong>"How about Diane and Donovan come up with a challenge each?  Then those of us who lose can either remove two pieces of clothing, perform two challenges, or do one of each?"</strong><br/>