Various hallways, Friday night

[lovemykilt]

You know what every school dorm building needs? A punk and a prince stumbling around the hallways, delightfully drunk, looking for people to kiss.

"Free kisses!" Priestly announced. "Ever wanted to kiss a real prince? This is your chance!" Priestly slung an arm over Edward's shoulders. Or tried. The puffy sleeves made it an interesting endeavor. "Marriage proposals need not apply!"

[ooc: yep, Priestly and Edward are drunk. And looking for girls to kiss.]

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[lovemykilt]

Priestly groaned into the kiss and started working his tongue a bit in return.

It . . . wasn't as graceful as it could be. The wonders of being drunk.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

No, it wasn't exactly graceful, but the groan was nice. She put one hand on the back of his neck to pull him closer as she continued the kiss.

[lovemykilt]

He loved the attention to his neck. He moved to put his own hands on her hips.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi leaned back against the door frame. Her free hand slid up his back as she continued the light pressure of her tongue against his.

Definitely better than those kissing booth kisses last year when the booth itself got in the way.

[lovemykilt]

Damned booths were mean like that. Priestly didn't pull back until he'd run out of breath.

"Definitely not just a line."

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi was just grateful for the support of the door frame holding her up.

"Now, would I lie about my skilled tongue?" she asked.

[lovemykilt]

"How would I know?" Priestly pointed out. "I've only just met you."

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah, that's true, but..." She trailed off, taking a closer look at him. "You're in Professor Eriksen's Food Appreciation class, aren't you?"

[lovemykilt]

"Oh man, best class ever."

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"I had my concerns about it, but it's actually been pretty eye-opening." Except for the times that she really didn't pay attention.

"You don't remember me from class?" she asked. He was drunk, so he had an excuse, but Hoshi was mentally kicking herself for not making the connection sooner.

[lovemykilt]

"Uhhhh." Priestly tried to think of class.

Mmmmmm, White Castle burgers.

"Totally."

He'd've figured it out if he were sober.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it is a pretty good class."

Hoshi wasn't quite convinced that he did remember, and she mentally debated whether or not it was ethical to go for another kiss. She doubted he'd remember it in the morning.

[lovemykilt]

Sure he would. It just might be eclipsed by making out with the girl he was kinda sorta maybe chasing and the "oh crap, I kissed my big sib!" reaction.

"I hope we get to do Moroccan food."

He'd tried Moroccan once. It was tasty.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"That would be fun. All sorts of exotic flavors..."

Aw, shoot. Hoshi made up her mind to just go for it and leaned in to kiss him again.

[lovemykilt]

Surprise kissage. Yay! Priestly's response to exotic flavors turned into a muffled grunt.

He liked surprise kissage.