[Thread] [Burgers, Ice Cream, and Porn] [Open to: ALL]

[hentaigasuki]

Carrying buckets of ice cream had proved more difficult than Risa thought. She was finally able to stack four of the cheap gallon containers from the grocery store in her arms, forming a magical square, her eyes barely peeking from the top of the buckets. There was vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, and a neopolitan for those who liked to mix it up

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[sand_marionette]

When the boy in question turned up to toe the door open, he lifted a sharp brow coinciding with his relieving her of two furthest-from-breast (quick learner) tubs. "Oi, en't a mine field, s'perfectly safe. Looks like it's just us party throwers so far."

Nodding her in, Kankurou padded barefoot to the kitchen to store what he'd taken. "Already cleared out the freezer early, should be space." Plucking up a remote left lying on the counter, he flicked the somewhat decent, sibling pooled television's volume back on. "Make yerself at home, there's beer."

[hentaigasuki]

Still looking around with caution, she followed him to the freezer. "Thanks," she replied plainly. Setting chocolate and neopolitan down on the counter next to the freezer, she considered whether now would be a bad time to start on the ice cream. Which flavor did she want first? What would taste good with beer? You couldn't go wrong with chocolate.

After putting the neopolitan in the freezer, she snatched a beer from the fridge. "Want some ice cream?" Risa asked, already scanning her host's cupboards for bowls, "I have the chocolate out."

She wondered what kind of movies Kankurou had chosen for the event. Turning around, she noticed a man and woman on the TV. He must have just put it in, because both characters were still fully clothed.

[sand_marionette]

"Can't go wrong with chocolate," Kankurou unwittingly agreed, plopping the clicker unceremoniously onto the cushions as he leaned back against the backboard of the couch, half sitting and retrieving his beer.

"You uh, gonna be all right in that?" He gestured towards her sodden shirt with his bottle, brushing at the paint-smeared corner of his lips with his thumb pad idly. "If'n you want I can dig up a buttondown or one of my sister's shirts for you for now."

In regards to his sister, Kankurou opted to take advantage of her absence and tugged out a whittled ashtray from beneath the coffee table. "Y'mind?"

[hentaigasuki]

"If you wanted me to take off my shirt, you could have just asked," she replied with a smirk as she attempted to use her fingernails to break the plastic ring around the top of the ice cream. Wasn't there supposed to be a set of perforations somewhere along it?! The plastic seemed to be thick, so she decided to pull it over the container instead of ripping the seemingly unbreakable thing.

As Risa shovelled ice cream into the two bowls, she shrugged at the last question and answered with a simple, "Nah. Oh, and anything will do. I don't mind wearing a wet t-shirt on a hot day like this, but I find it impossible to ignore such a generous offer." Part of Risa was hoping that her host would enjoy the view a wet, white t-shirt would provide. Oh well.

After the bowls were overflowing with ice cream, she shoved a spoon into each and sauntered over to the couch. Setting Kankurou's bowl on the coffee table, she opted to sit on the ground with her knees up and her back resting against the armrest.