Gale vs. Lips (Smacker & Wet Kisser!)

Gale hadn't expected to come to a whole new continent on the next step of his journey, but after news of a strange portal opening up in his hometown and a foreign embassy being established, his curiosity just couldn't let him ignore it. A few days, some annoying paperwork, and some silver coins later, he found himself smack dab in the middle of Erdrea! An entire world was his to explore--and vice versa, if the flood of funny faces and foreign accents he'd seen before taking the leap had been any indication.  

Luckily, it didn't take long for him to get used to staying there. It wasn't much different from his own world. In place of Midara were regular old monsters; they were much less flustering to fight against than the usual overly-affectionate, half-naked, vitality-draining foes he'd had to deal with before. Easier to dispatch, too. In fact, the whole trip so far had been more like a vacation than an adventure.

Right now, our hero has staked out on the seaside beaches of the main continent's Southern tip--just a small sail away from one of the biggest hubs of commerce (and therefore, hub of questing) in Erdrea--Gondolia, the merchant city. From what the locals say, it sounds like a good place to start.

Before he resumes his journey, though...he might as well enjoy the sights. It's a whole new world, after all!

Gale finds himself a nice cove nearby some of the more uniquely-shaped rock formations. Palm trees and snow-white sand beckon him to lie down, to relax under the sunshine and salty breeze. He can't help but heed their call. With his back to warm, dry earth, and his eyes soothed by the evening shade, it's almost impossible to resist the urge to take a nice, short nap...

He almost does. Key word: almost. But suddenly, right as he's about to fall asleep, he hears a wet, smacking noise that, after a choice encounter with a lovely, snakey beauty, he has become intimately familiar with...

The moment he sits up to investigate is the moment his vision is blotted out--all he sees is seafoam green as he unwittingly smashes his face into something incredibly soft, warm, and plush...he's confused for a second, then backs off, starts to apologize--and then sees exactly what he smacked into: the pillowy lips of a Smacker! And nearby, her red-colored friend slithers out of the shade, sporting a flirty look herself.

"Ooh! Usually it's me doing the kissing...but I'm fine with this too~"

Gale's face heats up, not just because of the (not quite) accidental kiss, but the way he could still feel his skin tingling where those supple lips touched him...there's something dangerous about that pucker.

Gale: 29 (~Sticky~ Level 1)
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 10

[Free Action]

Wipe
Gale backpedals and hurriedly wipes off the sticky kiss mark
"Ack! Not again! And it was such a peaceful day too...
Gale sighs and draws Gust, ready for a fight!

Wipe: 2

Gale aggressively rubs at the wetness stuck on his face, eventually succeeding in getting all but a small trace of the natural lipstick off. It didn't stop him from blushing, though.

"Aww, look at him! Don't think we'll let our kisses come off that easy, hottie~"
"Yeah, there's plenty more where that came from! Muah, muah!"

Gale: 29
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 10

Gale's face reddens as he reels back his arm to throw his boomerang.

"I've had plenty, thank you very much!"

[Gust Toss]

Gust Toss: 11 (Crit Fail)
Smoooch!: 74 (Success)
Smoooch!: 93 (Crit Fail)

Perhaps it was because he wasn't taking this too seriously just yet. Perhaps he was too flustered by the flirtations the sluggy beauties were sending his way. Perhaps it was just a very unfortunate stroke of luck. But somehow, Gale managed to miss both of them with his boomerang, and send it careening into the cave they'd come out from. For what it's worth, he DID hit a target, judging by the grunt of pain therein, but it'll be a while 'til he gets his 'rang back.

In a surprising display of fitness, the Smacker took advantage of his disbelief, and leaped twice its height to plant a giant, suckling *smoooooch* on the adventurer's face. He scrunched his eyes closed, but the damage was done: another massive lipstick print had been smeared across his face. It felt even wetter than last time. Eugh.

Gale: 28 (Gustless, ~Sticky~ 1)
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 10 (Disadvantaged)

Gale mentally kicks himself as he recoils from the kiss. How could he be so careless?! Now he was unarmed and slathered in whatever tacky substance the Lips' lipstick was made from. Before he would retrieve Gust or wipe the lipstick, he resolves to even the odds at least a little.

[Tempest Vent- Wet Kisser]

Tempest Vent: 80, 97 (Success)
Grope: 99 (Crit Fail)
Blown Kiss: 90 (Crit Success)

Just as the Wet Kisser prepared to follow up on her friend's 'display of affection' with something more raunchy, she was blown away by a concentrated blast of air thrown by an annoyed Gale. Unfortunately for him, he was so focused on putting the handsy slug in place to notice...

"Mmmmmuah~!"

...his other attacker summoning something...strange.

All of a sudden, another puckering, smacking sound added in to the natural chorus of the two pouty-lipped slugs. A floating pair of disembodied lips had joined the fight!

Gale: 28 (Gustless, ~Sticky~ 1)
Smacker: 10 (Disadvantaged)
Wet Kisser: 9
Disembodied Lips: 1

Seeing the additional obstacle added to the scuffle, Gust decides his best bet is to retrieve his weapon.

[Retrieve Gust]

Retrieve Gust: 4 (Crit Success)
Smoooch!: 6 (Crit Success)
Loving Licks: 10 (Crit Success)
Suckle: 5 (Crit Fail)

Concentrating as hard as he can, Gale pinpoints the exact location of his trusty weapon and YANKS it back to him, all the way from the end of the cave. The sheer strength of his call caused the massive boomerang to careen towards him, nearly throwing him to the floor.

Of course, the Smacker and Wet Kisser weren't just standing idly by while he rearmed himself...

With a twirl, the green-lipped monster corkscrews towards the adventurer, mouth pursed in a massive, wobbling pucker. He could only watch, like a trainwreck in slow motion, as his sluggy assaulter sought to suck his soul out...

*mmmmm...*

A moist *smack* punctuated the silence between the ebb and flow of waves, followed by the noisiest, most obnoxious kissing sounds that Gale had ever heard. By chance, she had caught him while his mouth was open, and between sheer volume of lip flesh smothering his face and the forceful suckling that almost made it feel like he was kissing back, the obvious happened. A tongue, longer and thicker than he'd seen before, teased past his lips and gently danced with his, a strange, semi-sweet flavor somewhat similar to sea-salted caramel graced his taste buds. It had him in a trance. Nearly a minute passed before he came to his senses and pulled the smoochy slug off his face.

*Mmmuah!*

A second, even tackier layer of fluid how covered it in such a stark, obvious way that if he had a mirror, he could see the exact indentation of her lips in the outline. Giggles followed his dumbfounded stupor, and when he turned--

*Sluuuuurp*

A fat, hot tongue smacked against his legs--then up his shins, trailing slowly, deliberately against his thighs, and *extra* slow against his waist, until it finally made its way up the rest of his torso, leaving a thick, sloppy coating of saliva on his front half. Despite his disgust, the intimate smooch and the friction against his lower half guaranteed he felt a stiffness in his pants...

...and the rest of his body, too! A strange sluggishness befalls Gale--one that made it that much harder to dodge all this unwanted affection!

"Heehee...I know you liked it that time! Don't worry, babe, there's a BUNCH more where that came from~!"
"You stood pretty still for that lickin', too~"

Gale: 25 (Disadvantaged, ~Sticky~ 4, Gust Charge)
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 9 (Loving Licks cooldown, 1 turn left)
Disembodied Lips: 1 (Disadvantaged)

"Nnngh..."

Gale shivers at the slug duo's teasing and tries his best to refocus

[Wipe]

Wipe: 2
Sticky Bind: 14 (Crit Success)
Sluggy Embrace: 33, 80 (Succeed)
Smooch: 5 (Crit Fail Auto)

Feeling slow from both the stickiness and the strange stiffness in his muscles, Gale takes the time to wipe off some of the ick that's been slathered across his clothes and skin--in doing so, however, he leaves himself open to another surprise from the Lips...

Smacker sneaks behind him, and with surprising strength for those noodly arms, puts him in a hold that renders him defenseless. Or maybe it was just the temporary paralysis...

Either way, it meant he couldn't escape from what the Wet Kisser had in mind--which was to put him in an even more oppressive hold! He toppled to the ground, and the feeling of dry sand against his back only further contrasted the moist, viscous warmth pressing firmly into his torso. As one set of arms left him, another set filled their place, pinning him to the floor.

To add insult to injury...

*Smoo-och!*

The disembodied pair of seafoam-green kissers finally got its chance to act. Gale cringes as a wet, sloppy kiss smears against his neck, leaving a sizeable mark of bright, pastel lipstick. He groans. Not only did he give his opponents an opening, he felt just as ~Sticky~ as before...

Gale: 25 (Strong Bind (turns into Weak Bind after 1 turn), ~Sticky~ 4, Gust Charged)
Smacker: 10 (Sticky Bind cooldown, 2 turns left)
Wet Kisser: 9
Disembodied Lips: 1 (Disadvantaged)

Gale lets out a started yelp as he's rendered helpless and marked once more. 'How could this be happening again?' he thinks as recalls his fight with Esmeralda. He winces while looking up at the Wet Kisser, and resolves to escape!

[Struggle, Wipe if successful]

Struggle: 2, 27 (Fail)
Grope: 18 (Success)
Smoooch!: 21, 91 (Fail)
Suckle: 58 (Success)

Despite his best efforts (which were understandably hampered by both the residue coating his body and the paralysis that's just now seeming to wear off), Gale could not escape the embrace of the Wet Kisser. All he can do is reluctantly meet her gaze while she winks and blows an imaginary kiss his way.

Without the ability to move, there is no way for Gale to do anything but sit there as the Smacker grabs and squeezes, tracing her hands along the back of his neck to his collarbone, lingering around his shoulders and arms...it felt nicer than it should have, given the situation.

So nice, in fact, that it almost distracts him from the very real kiss that the disembodied lips plant on the other side of his neck...he shudders, feeling a little more affected by that one than the last.

"Ooh, what big muscles you have! I can't wait to see what's under that shirt~"

Gale: 23 (Weak Bind, ~Sticky~ 5, Charmed (1 turn))
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 9
Disembodied Lips: 1 (Disadvantaged)

Gale shudders at the monster's touch, his mental fortitude waning a little at her caress. Shaking his head and steeling himself, he struggles once more

[Struggle, Wipe if successful]

Struggle: 3 (Crit Fail jesus christ why are there so many crits)
Smoooch!: 41 (Fail)
Smoooch!: 4, 15 (Crit Fail Crit Success)
Smooch: 94 (Crit Success)

Gale tried his best to free himself. He really did! But the slime...it was just too strong. And all this...attention, is really starting to get to him. Even if it's from some creepy, huge-lipped slugs that want to kiss him all over.

And speaking of kisses...the Wet Kisser is done playing around. Without warning, she practically faceplants into Gale's head, pressing her fat, wobbling lips against his face like a plunger. For one short second, his view is entirely eclipsed by the largest, plumpest mouth he'd ever set eyes on--and gods help him, he's about to receive them...!

*Chuuuuuu~*

Gale flinches weakly, then squirms a little more. Then, finally, he gives in. The slug sitting atop him shows no mercy with the kiss--she suckles and sighs, hums and haws, and makes sure she smears as much oozing, blue lipstick as she can onto her prey's cute little face. He unwillingly goes along with it, overwhelmed by the feeling of damp, sticky warmth, his lips dragged along with hers in a one-sided dance at every step of the way. He almost loses himself in it...

*Mmm-POP!*

Until it ends with a moist, noisy smack. He groans. If those last couple of kisses felt wet, this one left him utterly drenched.

"A-aah!"

Right as one kiss finishes, the floating, pastel lips make their move, planting a quick, firm smooch on the adventurer's groin. By the time he yelps and closes his legs, it's too late: another sticky kiss mark has found its way onto his clothes. Pocked with several of them already, and still dumbfounded by that zinger of a smooch, Gale lies slack on the sand, unable to move--letting the Wet Kisser further deepen her embrace...

(Weak Bind turns into Strong Bind!)

Gale: 21 (Strong Bind, ~Sticky~ 8 --> 3, Gust Charged)
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 9 (Empowered)
Disembodied Lips: 1 (Disadvantaged)

Breathing heavily, Gale involuntarily tears up and cringes as the Wet Kisser's hold gets tighter.

"N-no way..!"

Despite the discomfort of the situation, he couldn't help but begin to grow aroused at the Lips' temptations. Trying to push through his exhaustion, he tries to escape yet again

[Struggle, Tornado Leap if successful]

Struggle: 94, 15 (Crit Success Crit Fail (my god))
Loving Licks: 73 (Fail)
Blown Kiss: 8, 98 (Crit Success)
Suckle: 16 (Success)

*Smooch, smooch, smooch...*

The Wet Kisser taunts her captive with a wink and an ensemble of gooey noises, mock-kissing the air. Moisture clings to her luscious lips as they pucker, unpucker, and pucker again. Gale's throat goes dry. If he wasn't blushing up a storm before, he is now...

With a throaty giggle, she brings a hand to her mouth, presses it in deep, makes the most obnoxious *smack* yet--and lets go, letting out a strange, pinkish mist that gradually consolidates, shifting inwards, inwards, until they take on a new shape and color--marine blue...
Another pair of Disembodied Lips joins the fight, and the first thing it does is plant a delicate peck on Gale's head. The first pair follows suit, planting against his cheek and ensuring just that much less of his face is free from cool, oozing kiss marks.

The Smacker just coos and waves flirtily at him.

Gale: 20 (Strong Bind, ~Sticky~ 3, Charmed, Gust Charged)
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 9
Disembodied Lips: 1 (Disadvantaged)
Disembodied Lips: 1

Gale whimpers under the gentle kisses as his escape attempt fails yet again

[Struggle, Gust Toss (charged)- both Disembodied Lips if successful]

Struggle: 35, 52 (Success Fail)
Loving Licks: 70 (Success)
Grope: 89 (Crit Fail)
Smooch: 52 (Success)
Smooch: 8 (Crit Success)

His resistance is met with resistance of its own--while the Wet Kisser sees fit to just lie there and stare at him, the Smacker has other ideas...her massive tongue slips out past her seafoam green lips and slides its way under the hem of his shirt, licking lewdly at his well-toned stomach. Between the viscosity enveloping him and the hot, tingling ticklishness brushing against him, his efforts, again, are for naught. What's almost more embarrassing than that, though, is the way the disembodied lips team up; they lean in until they're just inches from his ears, nibbling on them, whispering sweet nothings that make him dizzy and hot and only encourage that stirring in his loins...

Gods, this battle was going so horribly, horribly right wrong...

Gale: 18 (Strong Bind, ~Sticky~ 6, Gust Charged)
Smacker: 10
Wet Kisser: 9 (Disadvantaged)
Disembodied Lips: 1 (Disadvantaged)
Disembodied Lips: 1

As clouded as his thoughts became, the idea of being defeated so easily by the two Lips' was enough of a blow to Gale's pride that he resolved to try once more.

[Struggle, Gust Toss (charged)- both Disembodied Lips if successful]

Struggle: 4, 68 (Success)
Roll to Make Action: 75, 98 (Success)
Gust Toss: ((100, 13), (67, 100) (2 Crit Success 0_0)
Smoooch!: 95 (Crit Fail)
Loving Licks: 34 (Success)
Suckle: 97 (Crit Fail)
Suckle: 44 (Success)

Finally, finally, Gale's constant struggling has borne fruit--although not before the Wet Kisser and her disembodied accomplice can mar his skin just a little bit more with their respective fluids. The former extends her winding tongue, digging down the collar of his shirt and tracing his pecs and abs, sighing all the while. The latter teases a sucking kiss against his crotch once more before merrily floating away. The shifting the slug gal had to do to commit to her lascivious deed gave him just enough room to push her up and punt her off his chest.

"Oof! Tch, that's no way to treat a lady..."

Before any more rotten luck (or tacky ick) can befall the hero, he takes his trusty boomerang, Gust, and tosses it at the two disembodied lips. Its strike rings true both times, causing them to dissipate into thin air (though not before staining the wood with a perfectly-solid imprint of their forms. Just one more thing he needed to clean up later...).

The Smacker tries to lander another smooch on him, but the trajectory of the 'rang forced her to dodge out of the way, landing flat on her stomach (or whatever these things had that constituted as one). She groans, not enjoying the sand that's gotten all over her front half.

Gale: 17 (~Sticky~ 7 (Level 1 - needs to succeed an Advantage Roll to be able to perform actions other than Wipe or Struggle), Charmed)
Smacker: 10 (Disadvantaged)
Wet Kisser: 9 (Disadvantaged)

"Eugh gross..."

Gale's relief at being finally freed is undercut by just how covered in the stick substance he's become.

[Wipe]

Wipe: 3
Lip Sandwich: 64 (Success)

The adventurer starts to scrub off the various substances coating his face and clothes--and in surprisingly little time, he manages to get a decent amount of it off. However, the two sluggy beauties aren't the type of monsters to take this indignance lying down!

"You think you can get rid of our love that easily, hot stuff?"
"You've got another thing coming~"

And come it did; before Gale can even put his arms up, the Smacker and Wet Kisser zip towards him, all but launching themselves at him. In an instant, they're on him, hugging either of his decently beefy arms while both of their lovely, luscious lips lock him in place, sandwiching his face in plump, wet flesh. They hum in unison, sucking at his cheeks and nearly kissing each other from how much their mouths covered his face. What feels like a solid minute passes until they end the double-smooch with an even raunchier *POP* than their previous kisses. A thick, sloppy tackiness coats either side of Gale's head. Though he had plenty of misgivings about the situation, he couldn't deny that the tingling warmth where their lips lay across his skin was starting to get to him...

Gale: 14 (~Sticky~ 5 (Level 1))
Smacker: 10 (Disadvantaged)
Wet Kisser: 9 (Disadvantaged)

Every time Gale attempted to wipe the sticky substance away has ended bad for him. Maybe it would be best if he went on the offensive this time...

[Gust Toss- Wet Kisser]

Roll to Make Action: 48, 89 (Success)
Gust Toss: 78, 68 (Success)
Smoooch!: 13 (Crit Fail)
Smoooch!: 4 (Crit Success (how many times have we rolled 4 this game? o_O))

Just like last time, Gust strikes true against its target--the Wet Kisser cries out, but is cut short as the boomerang hits her straight in the throat (or is it a pouch, or an extention of its mouth? With how ridiculously long and huge that tongue is, the latter would make sense, but...). She just barely stops herself from hurtling to the ground. Once again, her friend tries to intervene, but has to throw herself on the ground just to avoid another return attack by Gale's weapon.

The former of the two slugs proves even craftier than he first thought, though; while pretending to be down, she actually prepares for a springing jump--and right when his guard is lowered, she rockets off the ground, her lips pursed in a sordid display of affection and *popping* and *smacking* loudly along the way. He gasps, which proves to be the worst thing he could've done. It leaves him right open for a deeper, french-er kiss than the slug girls have given him so far...

*Mmm-buchuuuuu~*

Once more, Gale is forced into a bearhug that gives him no choice but to take the utterly massive kiss head-on. She tilts her head just enough to clamp her lips near-sideways on his face, enveloping his mouth, nose, cheeks, and nearly his eyes in a vice grip of marine blue flesh. The tip of a thick tongue pushes slightly into his mouth, giving him another taste of caramel and salt as he unwillingly returns the smooch, tongue led along in a forceful dance. The pucker rubs back and forth against his face, daubing oodles of cool, tingly lipstick onto his already well-painted face.

Eventually, with a delighted squeak and a cartoonish flourish, she ends the kiss with a signature *POP,* leaving Gale utterly stunned.

"Was it good for you too, handsome~?"

Gale: 13 (~Sticky~ 7 (Level 1))
Smacker: 10 (Disadvantaged x2, Loving Licks cooldown: 1 turn left)
Wet Kisser: 6 (Loving Licks cooldown: 2 turns left)