Outside Room 429, Late Thursday

[the_merriest]

Citrus. All day. She'd been smelling it and tasting it whenever she licked her lips and apparently it was everybody? Weeeeeeeird.

Tangerine on her lips and kinda blood orange-y on her arms and peach on her wrists and lemony on her shoulders and there were some spots she couldn't reach, dang it.

This required assistance. Knock knock knock!

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[raspberryturk]

Reno? Reno was totally sitting on his bed with all of his bottles of booze spread out in front of him. He was alternating between sucking back a swig from a bottle of tequila, and then washing it down with a mouthful of rum, and then licking his lips and looking rather perplexed.

"Still taste like tequila," he mumbled, then looked up at the door. "S'not locked, zoto!"

As though it ever was?

[the_merriest]

There was a very bouncy Al Bhed girl, flinging the door open and slamming it shut behind her, and very insistently pouncing onto Reno and knocking him back onto his bed.

After a few minutes, she lifted her head, licked her lips curiously, and giggled. "Booze. Should've guessed, zoto."

[raspberryturk]

"You are what you eat?" Reno shrugged and grinned. "You're kinda fruity. Fandom what-the-hell strikes again, huh?"

He so wasn't complaining. At all.

[the_merriest]

"I'm all orangey," she announced. "Differently in different spots. Are you boozey everywhere?"

This required swiping her tongue over his neck, which caused her to burst out giggling. "Whoa."

[raspberryturk]

Reno had to break into a grin, at that.

"Whoa? What's my neck taste like, that's so whoa?"

Mildly tipsy curiosity was getting the better of him, here.

[the_merriest]

She grabbed one of his hands and popped a finger into her mouth, curious now, and grinned again. "Here," she said. "Maybe it's just your lips that are boozy, zoto."

[raspberryturk]

Reno blinked, and then shrugged and put one of his fingers into his mouth.

And then blinked again.

"Raspberries?"

Well. That was unexpected. What kind of insane force of nature had decided that Reno had anything to do with raspberries?

"I really don't get this place sometimes, yoto."

[the_merriest]

"Are you raspberry-flavored everywhere?" Rikku grinned, tugging at his shirt. "You haven't even checked me. I'm hurt. Now I'm not gonna tell you where I tasted lemony."

[raspberryturk]

"Guess I'm gonna have to find that part myself, zoto."

Oh, that was going to be difficult. Really.

... No. Not really. Not if he was going to snake his arms around her and nibble on her chin, like so. He'd get to her shoulders eventually, after all.

They were fun to nibble on even when they were Rikku-flavored.

[the_merriest]

"What does my chin taste like?" Rikku giggled, stretching out on his bed and tilting her head back. "It's one of the spots I couldn't reach. That's the whole reason I came over. I'm using you. Do you feel cheap yet?"

[raspberryturk]

"Fruity," Reno reported. Because, well. She was fruity all over, wasn't she? He certainly wouldn't complain about that. Meant he was going to get to wander all over her with his tongue.

Oh, life was so hard.

"Use me all you wanna," he replied with a grin. "I'm here to be used, zoto."

[the_merriest]

"For dark, kinky sex games?" Rikku laughed. "Or cheap sex? I'm an evil ho, I like to love 'em and leave 'em."

[raspberryturk]

"See, that's just what I need. To get a taste for you in all your fruity charms, just to get my heart all... broken, an' shit.

Reno smirked and nibbled at her neck. Normally, he wasn't a fruity kind of guy. But Rikku managed to make that citrus thing taste pretty damn good.

"Guess it's a gamble I'm gonna have to take, yoto. Worth it? Totally."

[the_merriest]

"What's my neck taste like?" she grinned, leaning back and toying with his buttons. "And do you think you taste like booze anywhere else? This is an important question. We might have to be up tasting all night."

[raspberryturk]

"We very well could be, yo." He got that look in his eye. The one that said he wasn't quite done with her neck just yet.

"You know, the flavor on your neck is pretty hard to place. I'm gonna have to suck on it a little harder an' a little longer to figure that out."

And with that, he dove in again. Mmmm!

If he had his way, they'd be tasting one another all night long.