Any other night Scorpius would complain, object and fight anyone who tried to get him to join a game like this. However, tonight he's not Scorpius. Tonight, he could be anybody. Tonight he's decided he's a person who plays spin the bottle—er, chicken.
"Do we kiss now?" Lorcan asks, holding the chicken in his lap and petting it oh so gently. He's not shy by any means, but he's not keen on making the wrong assumption. "Is that how this game works? Although I wouldn't mind, either way."
Scorpius clears his throat and reaches deep inside him for a little more fake confidence. This other person is so calm that it takes him aback, and makes him hesitate to approach. "Ah, yes? I think so. Yes. Do you... want to?"
"Oh, yes," he answers without hesitation, setting the chicken aside so he can crawl across the circle on his hands and knees. Kissing someone under an anonymity charm isn't something he's ever done before, and he's more than a little eager to see what it's like.
He sits up on his knees and is polite enough to brush the dirt off his hands before cupping the probably-not-a-stranger's face. His thumbs are lightly pressed to the edges of the young man's mask, holding it in place for him so it won't be knocked off.
Kissing in awkwardly shaped animal masks, he predicts, will add a level of challenge.
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Open++
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Lorcan
SPIN THE CHICKEN: Scorpius & Lorcan
He sits up on his knees and is polite enough to brush the dirt off his hands before cupping the probably-not-a-stranger's face. His thumbs are lightly pressed to the edges of the young man's mask, holding it in place for him so it won't be knocked off.
Kissing in awkwardly shaped animal masks, he predicts, will add a level of challenge.
"You want to, yes?"