I'm Begging You

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

He smiled at her. "I mean, I know plenty of games that we can play."

For a moment he glanced towards the bottles again. There was Liars dice, Bantha's Lunch, half a dozen others that he could think of off the top of his head. The trouble was really that most of them were supposed to be played with a group, not just two people sitting opposite one another. He was pretty sure that there weren't actually any drinking games designed for just two people, and thus this made it all the more difficult. For a second he considered, then slowly he leaned forward.

Slowly he reached out, and then suddenly he pounded on Jamie. His hands braced against her hips, and slowly, but with a bit of force, pressed her back against the ground. He made sure he didn't smash into her or that she hurt herself falling back, but quickly he made his way on top of her.

"Plenty." He assured her with a kiss.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

There hadn't been an expectation for Kurt lunging at her in such a way. When he had, she flinched as she fell back towards the floor behind her with him on top of her.

A soft thud found her pinned to the ground, his hands keeping her in place as she glanced up at him with wide eyes.

"And what kind of games did you have in mind?" She asked, eyes searching his for the answer behind his words.

Knowing Kurt, it was something deviant.

Sitting atop her where he was made it difficult for her to move much, if at all, given his weight. Instead she opted for a sassy glare and a stuck out tongue in protest of his restraining her.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

For a moment he considered just pinching her to get that sassy look to go away, but after a second he decided that would probably earn him more of her ire and he'd end up getting tossed half-way across the room. Though he was physically stronger than her, she still had the force to do whatever she wanted with him.

Not that she ever would.

"Well." He began as he slowly lifted her shirt to expose her stomach and belly button. "I'm very glad you asked."

He nuzzled her nose for a second, then quickly crawled down her body. "It involves a great deal of skill, control, a deck of cards, and some taking off of clothes."

Kurt kissed her stomach.

"I'll also need your belly button." The Courier smirked up at her.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie lowered her head as she watched Kurt snake his way down her chest to her stomach.

"Oh?" She gave him a curious look. "It does, does it?"

Another inquisitive look followed.

"And what, exactly, would it be, that requires skill, control, cards, my belly button, and undressing me?"

The whole story sounded very suspicious to her, perhaps just another Kurt way of getting her to bed once more. Sitting up she braced herself with her elbows against the floor to watch him, blue eyes staring down at him, his lips pressing against the soft peach colored flesh of her stomach. "This sounds a bit like a one sided game, and not much of a game at all."

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

"How dare you." Kurt told her as he kissed her stomach again, though of course she was half right. The Courier would of course argue that every drinking was made in order to get rid of someones clothing, at least when played with only two people. It just so happened that this one was being made up on the fly.

"It's a very real game." He insisted. "I'm not just making it up on the fly."

That was exactly what he was doing.

Kurt was pulling half a dozen different drinking games he knew all into one thing. It would hopefully make for a very entertaining time, mostly because it would play out with no real rules or even reason as to why things were done. He would just have to convince Jamie to actually try.

"I never said you were going to be the only one undressing." He reminded her with another kiss to her stomach, his hands slowly snaking back to pull the deck of cards from where he had earlier set them down.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

"How dare I?" Jamie looked at Kurt with a sarcastic expression. "I'm not the one who just pounced like that Manka Cat back on Spira."

He had been quite aggressive in that moment just a few seconds ago.

"I'd love to know what kind of game starts out with one player lifting the other's shirt and kissing their stomach." One eyebrow raised with curiosity. "But please, do tell."

The game after all was very real, so she was eager to hear all about the rules and how the game was played since Kurt knew so much about drinking games.
"I'm all ears, Kurt Meyer."

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

He smiled at her, then slowly presented her the deck of cards.

"It's very simply." Kurt gently rested his chin on her stomach, shuffling the cards for a moment with both his hands before quickly drawing himself up. He was still half hovering over her, but making sure that he could properly present her the cards.

"We each draw three cards from the deck." That was from regular old Poker. "Then we each play one of those cards."

He put two cards onto her stomach, one facing him, one facing her. It was a Jack and a 2. "The card with the higher face value wins and the loser takes a drink."

Kurt pressed the Jack and then motioned to her.

"But." He told her with a smile. "The loser can also choose to take off an article of clothing to use one of their other two cards to add to their total face value, thereby winning and forcing the other person to drink."

Hey this was working out pretty well, he would have to patent this.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

"I've never heard of this game." She said frankly. "But how exactly does my belly button come into play in these rules, hmm?"

After all, he claimed to have needed it for something.

Not to mention, this sounded like she was set up to lose two out of three ways.

"And can we maybe play on the bed?" She asked after a few lingering moments. "The floor is becoming rather uncomfortable." It also didn't help that Kurt was still partially on top of her.

Slowly she wiggled free, climbing onto her bed with her bottle of wine and leaning back against a pillow pressed to the wall for a bit of support, her feet folding beneath her rear as she sat. Jamie set the bottle on top of her nightstand beside her, waiting for Kurt to join her, still half in disbelief that this game was actually a real thing.

"What is this game called, anyways?"

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Kurt stood, scooping up the bottle of very expensive tequila before wandering over to her. He placed it onto the nightstand next to the wine, making sure that he didn't accidentally knock anything off of the table. He wasn't drunk anymore, but he was still pretty afraid of breaking something of Jamie's.

"Oh it has lots of of names." That wasn't technically a lie, mostly because Kurt could call it whatever he wanted it to. "Kind of one of those that just gets played sometimes. I think for most people It'd be known as 'Sneaky Zeltron'."

Most people being Jamie and Kurt given that they were the only ones who actually knew about it.

Slowly The Courier laid himself down opposite to her, placing the deck of cards between them before smiling and propping himself up with one arm. He then glanced down towards her still exposed stomach and belly button. "And, what do you think I intend to drink out of?"

A small smirk.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

"Oh, I see." Jamie said quietly. "Is it kind of like Sneaky Tatooinian?" There was a hint of insinuation there, one that inferred the Tatooinian being Kurt.

The blonde watched him as he cordially laid himself down, placing the deck between the two of them before giving off a sneaky grin of his own. Her hands fell to her legs as she leaned forward towards Kurt. "I didn't know body shots were part of the game as well." The assumption was that Kurt would drink the same way she had originally planned to, out of the bottle.

"Where else is this game played? Aside from Zeltros of course."

This was actually something she could assume was likely played there, given the promiscuity of the planet itself. It was likely there were far more deviant games played there than this one, even if Kurt was making it up.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

'It's not." He finally admitted. "But I thought you might enjoy the sensation."

Kurt offered her a small, slightly shy smile.

"Oh you know...all over." Came the answer to her second question, though again he was slipping into a lie. His eyes darted away for a moment before quickly centering themselves on Jamie once again, this time he'd managed to put a bit more confidence into his words.

"I'm sure it's been played on Naboo too." Nope. "You just probably missed out on it."

He nodded as if he was sure of that. "So...wanna play?"

Best to get her to stop asking question.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

"I'm sure that's the case." She said with a small nod. Unlikely, but possible. She had been raised around the social circles of Naboo, and likely would have seen any type of popular card or drinking game, even if she hadn't remembered quite how to play, she would have at least recalled the game itself. To the best of her knowledge it was not something played in the upper echelons of Nabooian society. But it was hardly something she could prove otherwise.

"Sure. Let's play."

Besides, she would enjoy the sensation of his lips pressed against her, even if it did tickle a bit.

"But when I win, you can't say I used the Force to beat you!"

With a small laugh she pressed her toes against Kurt's shoulders to prod him.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

"Fine." He said sticking out his tongue at her.

Picking up the deck of cards Kurt quickly began to shuffle them once again. The Courier knew that this was more about skill than chance, and of course the whole point of it was to get both of them as drunk and or as naked as humanly possible. He'd have to remember the rules for the next time they met up, mostly because he thought this was going to be quite a bit of fun.

"Alright." He said as he finally finished shuffling. "Here."

He dealt out the cards quickly, alternating between creating a pile for both him and Jamie until they both had three cards.

Kurt scooped his up first, finding he had an Eight, a three, and then a Jack. He gave her a sly smile. "Ready?"

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie quickly scooped up the three cards Kurt passed to her, eying them carefully, though trying not to make any suspicious looking gestures with her eyes or mouth that might give away what she was holding.

The first card, a King, was pleasing to see. The second, a two, a measly two, made her nearly scowl. The third was a decent seven. All in all she was relatively happy with the draw, save for that bitter looking two. Jamie decided to play the King and force Kurt to start drinking quickly.

"Ready." She said with a nod, placing her King face down in waiting for Kurt to select his own.

A small, passive smile graced her face as she politely waited on her boyfriend to choose his play.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

He placed down the jack without any real hesitation. Then looked up at Jamie. She held her face mostly impassive for the time being, something that Kurt found somewhat amusing. There was still a small tell that she had, the tiniest curl of her lip into a smile.

She was confident. "Annnd flip."

The two of them turned their cards over at the same time, and Kurt instantly broke out into a grin as soon as he saw the king. In some card games the face cards mattered, but in ones where you dealt with numbers like Blackjack it really didn't. They were instead all assigned the number 10, save for of course the Ace which could either be a one or a eleven depending on what game you were playing and where the rules fell. This of course meant that Kurt and Jamie had tie.

"Looks like we both drink. Since they both technically lost. Kurt smiled. "Unless you want to play something else."

He felt a little childish, but he didn't mind.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

A slight frown passed her as she looked at the Jack that Kurt had played. Dismayed, Jamie shook her head. The other two cards were not nearly as good.

"I'll drink." She said. After all, it was just the first round. "We draw another card though right?"

If not this would be a very short game. Hopefully the next one would be something better than a two or a seven. The seven, while a bit better than average, was still not a King or an Ace.

The blonde leaned over to the night stand, collecting both she and Kurt's bottles of alcohol. The tequila she noticed for the first time the label on the bottle and snickered as she handed it to Kurt. "My father is going to wonder where that went." She said with a laugh as Kurt took it from her. "Don't worry though, I won't tell him." Not that he would likely give Jamie much of a real hard time about it, but he would have to order another bottle.

Jamie lifted her own bottle of wine, tipped it back and took a few quick sips of the liquid before setting it back down.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

"Well, probably better that way." Mostly because Kurt could never actually afford to pay Jamie's father back. That bottle was incredibly expensive, and he wouldn't have the first clue where he'd get the money from to actually give it back.

Better to just enjoy while it lasted.

"Before we draw a new card though." He felt the weight of the bottle and slowly pressed the deck of cards to the side, his own hand placed besides it as he crawled forward towards Jamie and pressed his lips against her own. "I'm going to need you to be very still."

He leaned back and opened the bottle of Tequila. "And lay back just a little bit more."

Kurt wondered if Jamie was only now realizing that he had been serious.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

The girl's face reddened. "Wha--?" She shot Kurt a look. "Wait, really?!" Having alcohol poured onto her stomach, and more specifically, her belly button, then drank, was not something she'd ever done.

"You're serious?" Part of the girl's lip fell beneath the press of her teeth as she looked at him through azure eyes. No response from Kurt was necessary, she knew he was serious. There were certain times she could read him very well, certain times where he said things and got that little twinkle in his eye. Those were the times she knew that regardless of what she said, there was no stopping him. He would do as he wished despite any and all protest. Perhaps that was part of why she adored him so, that he was that side of her that was constantly repressed, whereas he was the release.

"O-kay." Leaning back she laid down flat, pulling the fabric of her shirt up over her tummy.

This is going to feel so strange...

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

He smirked at her, leaning over to press a kiss against the flat of her stomach while making sure to keep the bottle in his hand very still. The Courier would feel incredibly bad if he ended up spilling any of this stuff, mostly because he knew just how painstakingly it was created. Aspha mold was incredibly rare, and making it into Tequila? Yeah that took longer than a year.

Slowly he pulled back and gently began to tip the bottle, taking every care to make sure the drop ended right where they were supposed to be. A small smile touched his lips as Jamie contorted her face, her stomach sucking in for just a moment as the cold liquid splashed a bit onto her stomach before he Got it just right. The shot really wasn't much, Jamie's belly button wasn't all that big, but the effect was more than a little bit...alluring. He looked up at her. "Now hold still."

Kurt said as he slowly leaned over and placed his lips against her stomach.

She would feel a slight suck and then a flick of his tongue, which would probably feel very odd, but the slow lave across her stomach to ensure he got every bit of spilled Tequila would likely be a bit more pleasant. A second later and Kurt pulled back up, grinning at her.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

It was hard to keep still, the feeling was very strange, not to mention it was cold in comparison to her skin. That, coupled with the tickle of Kurt's facial hair as he pressed his lips against her belly made her giggle, her hands instinctively grabbing hold of his head and hair as he sucked the spilled tequila from the small dimple in her stomach. When he looked back up he would find her face still a bit red, lips pressed tightly together, though smiling, as she watched him.

"Are you planning to do that every time?"

Jamie bent her index finger inward, gesturing for him to come up to her, which, upon doing so, she would kiss him,

"Next card, honey."

Jamie was determined to see Kurt drunk or stripped of his clothes long before she. Reaching forward, her hand grabbed hold of the top card of the deck and pulled it free, waiting for Kurt to return to his spot before looking at it.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]