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DATE AUCTION meme

Haven't you heard? Love can be bought! Welcome to the Date Auction meme, where all the non-existent profit goes to your favorite non-existent charity.

HOW IT GOES
For those who haven't heard of a date auction, it's basically where qualified *~singles~* have a date auctioned off to the audience. Usually these dates have conditions, are mutually agreed upon, and just a cute way to raise money.
But this isn't usually; this is LJ.

As such, you're free to do whatever you please, within mun consent, with your bought date!
Post your character, and in the subject line (along with Character/Canon, if that's your thing) let other players know what you're looking for! Looking for Love, and cute shippy interactions? Looking for Laughs, and want to troll/be trolled? Looking for Lust and want to make this meme R-18? (Please mark your thread, if so!)

Not sure where to go on your date? Here are some options!

1• A lovely restaurant
2• A soothing spa
3• A fun carnival
4• A vibrant zoo
5• A quiet park

6• A slammin' party
7• A popular concert
8• A crazy shopping trip
9• Screw the date, back to my place!
10• Or whatever you like!

Choose your own, make something up, or leave it up to fate!

And, as always, feel free to take the concept and run with it! Is your character so pathetic they can't even buy a date, and have to hope for pity? Does a couple have to deal with the jealous aftermath of one person going along with the auction for fun? Does a scorned bidder try to ruin the winner's date? Or, heck, maybe you just want to play out the ridiculous bidding wars over much-desired characters!
Let it all hang loose, have fun, date !

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[ Wherever they are, it does not matter. They both feel it, how their sternum's expand with each heavy inhale they take when they're in each other's company.

Itachi had always believed that Edgeworth was dashing in pink. A roman goddess dolled up like a glam-rocker, or a giant pink candy heart. But Itachi knew none of these things, he only knew that his voice would cease in his throat and the air that they shared would suffocate him.

When they met, they met in private. And when Edgeworth is in his line of vision, Itachi only makes languid steps. A low exhale coupled with a hand going through his hair.

-- And he places a hand on Edgeworth's shoulder, leaning in close to let a silent breathe press against his cravat clothed neck... ]

[At which point Edgeworth swats rather irritably at his head.]

Uchiha, I'm making us tea. Can you hold on three minutes?

[ The harsh blow of knuckles that splayed along his cheek was irritable; a low breath, and Itachi feels his neck crane from Edgeworth.

Very well, Mr. Objection. You win this time. Itachi finds it hard to resist, however. The urge to allow himself to drape over the gray-haired man like a sheet of velvet, but he makes his way to the couch.

Sitting down, Itachi looks like a rather inviting leather sofa. ] You overestimate my patience.

[ Because. Because more than anything, Itachi only wants to find himself

in edgeworth's

arms of masculinity........ ]

You underestimate tea.

[Ah, indeed. Tea. He's entranced by it. Bewitched by it. He might perhaps even say that he is seduced by it - tea and its silky, smoky flavors. It soothes him. It embraces him. Each time he takes a sip he feels transported - utterly, body and soul. It's the greatest sensation in the world.

He supposes sexual intercourse with Uchiha is perhaps number two on the list of sensations.

He leans down and breathes deeply of the brew, rich as earth and warm as sunshine. Tea is unmatched by any lover in the world, truly. But, finally, he must take out the strainer and bring Uchiha's cup over to him.]

[ Just like how Edgeworth underestimates Itachi's performance in bed; which is more than adequate thank you very much.

The Uchiha watches as Edgeworth allows himself to indulge in the experience of being intimate with his tea. And Itachi sighs once more out of annoyance and despair, letting his fingers coil and propping his jaw on the curved joints. It's hard to resist looking at his little decked up pink marshmallow, however.

He takes the tea, shifts his weight and takes one large, sensual sip of the tea. Lips wrapped around the edge of the cup, and his eyes fixated on Edgeworth with the intention of mentally undressing him.

There had never been another man that wore pink silk gold embedded panties like Edgeworth did... ]

[Edgeworth's eyes, though, close as he sips the tea. It truly is incredible.]

I should not think there any beverage greater than this.