GATHERING AT LINCOLN'S PLACE [OPEN TO ALL]

[lincolnmiller]

"No, Park we're not gaming tonight because it's Roosevelt's birthday. Stop calling him that, he is not. He's a hell of a lot smarter than you for starters. And I'm not having this conversation with you, either come to mine and celebrate my best friend's birthday or don't. It's up to you," Lincoln began, groaning as he put the phone down on Park. He could never understand why his friends couldn't all get along together. Park was a... okay, bad example. Lee was awesome but even she and Roosevelt bickered. And his best bro was going to be thirty tomorrow and it was up to Lincoln to throw him the best party ever.

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He really sucked at throwing parties. He had beer, food, music, people were supposed to be coming but he just hated that whole pre-party waiting thing. He wasn't meant to be a social butterfly, he was quite happy being an introspective nerd who had a set of amazing outgoing friends (and girlfriend.) He was quite happy being the wallflower. But he had to suck it up tonight for Roosevelt.

Hearing the bell, he ran to the door and opened it wide before smiling in relief.

"Oh thank god you're here," Lincoln began throwing his arms around the first guest.



OOC: ROOSEVELT IS THIRTY TOMORROW AND LINCOLN IS THROWING HIS BEST BRO FOREVER A PARTY WHICH EVERYONE IS INVITED TO. AND REMEMBER HIS PLACE IS LIKE TWO BEDROOM FLAT AND ALL HOMEMADE AMAZING FURNITURE AND GAMES AND GEEKY THINGS THIS IS NOT A CABOT SHINDIG.

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[starting_over]

Samantha tucked her tongue in her cheek as she playfully swatted him on the ass. "Why do I get the feeling you're half-hoping my gift sucks?"

[keirasullivan]

"Oh, I don't know I would kind of love to see you two race off each other now. He's looking pretty fit these days, your doing I'm guessing. You're a good friend," Keira said, brushing her fingertips down his arm to take his hand before tugging him with her. Tilting her head, she indicated towards Lincoln's guest room where she'd left her coat and his present. "Well then, I'd better give you your present now. And I've just realised that I look like I'm trying to lure you to bed, which is not what I'm doing. I left your present with my jacket."

[lincolnmiller]

Lincoln pretend winced as Audrey patted his arm. Smiling like a goofy dork at him, he took a while to get back up off the floor.

"Then I am going to have to get you to play one of those excellent fiddly pieces of music, in a venue that is not a fire hazard. Which technically mine might be, I might have to go check the numbers..." Lincoln said only half kidding.

[lincolnmiller]

"I didn't? Oh crap, dude I'm sorry I thought I had." Lincoln began pressing his lips together in a worried look even as Roosevelt hugged him. Hugging his friend briefly, he looked a little sheepish and ran a hand through the back of his hair. "The fact you're not reassuring me that she wouldn't hex me is worrying. And yeah, everyone is. Some more than others. Oh, and I know what you're getting for your birthday."

[dj_esebel]

Audrey laughs and goes up on the very tips of her toes to kiss him on the cheek, light and friendly. She flirts like she breathes and means nothing by it.

"You're not really that strict. But...I did bring my ukulele in that bag there, if you want."

[comeonbro]

"I definitely hope there is some sucking involved for my birthday gift," he said, waggling his eyebrows at her. It was terribly crude but she set him up too well for him to pass it up. Besides, he knew behind her somewhat-formal facade she could be crude as well.

"But I'm sure it will be amazing."

[comeonbro]

"I didn't want to see my best friend have a heart attack before he was forty. Or, you know, just never leave the house because it was too much work," Roosevelt said. While he loved that he and Lincoln could enjoy so much of the same activities now he just wanted Lincoln to be healthy. It was a pleasant surprise when Lincoln really took to working out.

"And I know you're not trying to lure me to bed, Keira. I know you better than that."

[comeonbro]

"It's fine, I'm here right? That's all that matters," Roosevelt reassured him with a clap on the back. If it was really important Lincoln would have made sure that Roosevelt knew about it.

"And she would hex you, there is no doubt about it. She may have actually hexed you and you don't know it. So have fun. And of course you know what I'm getting because you got me something and it's not a surprise to you."

[starting_over]

"Oh my sucking abilities are quite amazing, you're right," Samantha answered with a few flutters of her eyelashes as she looked up at him with as much innocence on her face as she could manage, given the subject matter.

[keirasullivan]

"Please, if you were single then I'd totally be luring you to bed right now." Keira replied with a soft derisive snort. Scrunching up her nose at him, she lured him as much as she could into the guest room before forcing the stupid signed shirt into his hand. Which was the present he knew about. "Now, you can shut up about me not having met Brady and getting you a shirt."

The other present, the book shaped present carefully wrapped she kept in her hand. That was far more revealing than a football shirt.

[lincolnmiller]

Cheeks flushed, he bit back a groan as his hips stuttered forward and he felt her hands, soft and tight, around his cock. Leaning in to her, his palm brushed over her breast and squeezed a little roughly as he felt her hand cover his.

"You're wearing far too many clothes," Lincoln murmured, brushing his lips against hers before turning his head to kiss down her neck.

[lincolnmiller]

"His girlfriend but you're oh you mean his ex. Kai- Keira, god I always get them mixed up. Keira, yeah they dated in high school. Except I always thought he was dating her twin," Lincoln said, looking sheepish. Even now, maybe especially now, he looked at Keira and saw Kaitlin. It was hard to tell the two apart, if you didn't know them and well, Lincoln hadn't been as close toe Keira as Roosevelt had been. "Pretty sure it wouldn't be a complete disaster."

Lincoln clinked his glass against Sam's with an easy smile. "What would you want? Say the word, I'm yours."

[lincolnmiller]

"You are not reassuring me right now," Lincoln said, looking over at Keira worriedly. Like she was practising dark magic right there and then. The Sullivan's had a reputation, even Roosevelt hadn't come out to everyone and said he was dating Kait- Keira and Lincoln was pretty sure it was to do with that. "No, I know what Samantha is getting you."

[lincolnmiller]

Lincoln leaned down a little so that Audrey could brush the soft kiss against his cheek. Smiling warmly down at her, he brushed his palm against her and rubbed his hand against her arm gently.

"Oh, I don't know... I could be very dominating, if I wanted to be." Lincoln said, realising how that sounded with a blush. "And I would love to hear you play."

[dj_esebel]

Another laugh and Audrey purses her lips like she's trying really hard to keep the obvious pun from jumping out. Instead, she squeezes his hand and then goes back to the bag she left by the door, holding up her ukulele.

"Any requests?"

[starting_over]

"I'm going to have to take a good look at my stock and see what I have, and what I could display better. Do you want to stop by sometime this week and help me look at what I have or what you could make that would do a better job of it?"

[thediceloveme]

"I don't want to judge your powers of observation because you're distracted, but I am wearing a skirt." She said, shifting forward, letting said skirt ride up her thighs a little more as he touched and kissed her. Lee bit her lip and made a muffled noise of pleasure before she could stop herself. The way his hand covered her whole breast would never not be intensely sexy.

[comeonbro]

"You are terrible," he said, kissing her forehead again. He wasn't fooled at all by the completely innocent look she gave him. She could be just as awful as Roosevelt could and be demure about it at the same time.

[starting_over]

"If you really want to see terrible, you should take me out for ice cream," Samantha replied with the same prim tone. "Five bucks says I have you close to begging before I get through the second scoop."

She wasn't normally this teasing, or this brazen, but something about Roosevelt brought it out in her. And damn if it wasn't fun, too.

[comeonbro]

"I would hope you wouldn't lead me to a bed during my birthday party at my friend's house," he pointed out, although he knew that Keira would do exactly that. Roosevelt took the shirt from her and smiled. It was amazing that she got this for him. Even with everything that had gone on with Brady it didn't diminish how awesome the gift was.

"And I never made a deal about not getting a shirt in the first place. You are the dramatic one. But I see another present there."

[comeonbro]

"Relax, if she cursed you by now you would know it. Unless it was a delayed sort of curse so it would be harder to prove she was the one that did it," he pointed out. Keira probably wouldn't curse Lincoln without a really good reason though, so he wasn't too worried. But he wasn't going to let Lincoln rest too easy.

"And I suppose it's amazing and you're going to taunt me with it?"

[comeonbro]

"Five bucks? I'll take that bet," Roosevelt said. Hey, even if he lost it was only five bucks he was out and he would get a show so good that he would be begging for it. That sounded like a win-win situation to him however it went down.

[starting_over]

Samantha extended her hand. "It's a bet."

To sweeten that bet, she darted her tongue out to wet her lips.

[comeonbro]

"Just remember babe," he said, leaning over to kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear as he pulled he close. "I'm not the only one who likes to have my... Ice cream licked."

[starting_over]

Samantha felt the heat of his breath, and the heat his words caused, send a shiver over her skin. She trembled, just enough for him to notice if he was paying close attention. "Fair point," she managed on a breathy whisper.