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[color=darkgray][indent][indent]For most people, trying to fight their way through a crowd of slightly inebriated university students would be a monumental task. Of course, most people didn’t get a lot of practice having to do it on skates for most of their life. Plus, they weren’t giant mountain men. For Kieran it was no issue, even as he made sure Lottie was perfectly balanced on his shoulders. Besides, that meant that Kieran had a lookout. [color=87b5eb]“How we looking up there, Munchkin? Got a line on the cabin?”[/color]

[color=magenta]“Got the target on site, Chief!”[/color] Charlotte cheerfully called out to him, her hazel eyes locked on the wooden cabin only a few feet away from them. From her privileged position on top of the broad, muscled shoulders of the living boulder that was Kiki, she had a clear view of the location they were scouting for. Lottie could see what looked like at least two people on the top floor- which didn’t bother her, though. With the size of the cabin, everyone could do as they pleased without getting in the way of each other.  [color=magenta]“I think there’s, like, two people in there. But they’re upstairs. I don’t think they’ll bother us.”[/color]

[color=87b5eb]“Even if they try, you and I both know they won’t succeed,”[/color] Kieran confirmed as he lumbered towards the door. His focus was solely on getting to the promised land of the cabin, so much so that the faces on the way just became dark blurs, save for the one neon blur in the side of his vision. That was a little weird. It shouldn’t have stood out the way it did, but it did. Oh well. Bigger fish to fry. He knelt down beside the door to allow his paramour to climb down off his body… for the moment. [color=87b5eb]“I believe this is our stop, Lotts.”[/color]

[color=magenta]“Oh, but I don’t want to get down!”[/color] she whined and pouted, refusing to let go of Kiki and resting her head on top of his.

[color=87b5eb]“As much as I would love to just have you on top of me all night dear, I can’t imagine my shoulders are going to be all that comfortable for a whole night.”[/color] He reached behind his back and did his best to pat Charlotte’s shoulder. [color=87b5eb]“Besides, you know I can give you this spectacular view again any time you want.”[/color]

[color=magenta]“Ugh, [i]fine[/i]...”[/color] Lottie sighed in defeat, taking advantage of Kieran’s help to unmount from his shoulders. Once she was firmly planted on the ground once more, she straightened out her outfit, took his hand and dragged him into the building.

Upon first impressions, the cabin was a lot larger than it appeared to be from the outside. A few stray party attendees were floating around the ample room: mostly duos or small groups of people looking for a quieter place to talk. But lucky for them, the giant jenga Charlotte had spotted on her way in was still in the corner, miraculously unoccupied. Letting out an excited shriek, she quickened her pace and urged Kiki to keep up by pulling his hand.

When they had finally reached their destination, Lottie turned to Kieran with a smile. [color=magenta]“Can I have a kiss for good luck before we start the game?”[/color] she cooed, wrapping her arms around him for the millionth time and pulling him closer to her.

A soft chuckle escaped Kieran’s lips as he bent down to allow Lottie to bring him to her. [color=87b5eb]“I think I’m the luckier one in this case,”[/color] he noted as he planted the requested kiss on Lottie’s lips. [color=87b5eb]“But hey, who am I to argue with that kind of superstition?”[/color] He started setting up the game, but honestly he didn’t plan for it to go on too long. Strip jenga could potentially take forever. Especially given how many different components of that outfit Lottie was wearing. After the tower was set up in a slightly haphazard manner, Kieran gestured to his lady friend. [color=87b5eb]“Would you like to make the first move?”[/color]

[color=magenta]“Of course!”[/color] Charlotte shrieked, excitedly clapping her hands together and turning her attention to the jenga game in front of her. Once she was one hundred percent concentrated on the game, it was easy for her to find a loose piece of the puzzle, and even easier to carefully pull the wooden piece out from between two others in the middle of the tower. The blonde clapped her hands again and gave little hops of joy before turning back to Kiki. [color=magenta]“Alright, Viking! Shirt. [i]Off[/i].”[/color]

Kieran smirked as he obliged Lottie, slowly lifting his Hawks shirt off his body, revealing the well-sculpted physique that allowed him to be such an effective power forward on the ice and an effective piggybacker in the field. [color=87b5eb]“I wouldn’t be clapping for too long there, Ace,”[/color] he warned the giddy blonde in front of him. He surveyed the tower quickly, trying to find another loose piece before finding one on the side. He deftly removed the block of wood and tossed it on top of the tower. [color=87b5eb]“There we go! All right, Lottie. Um… that is all one outer layer of dress, right? Over the pink? I think you can take all of that off now.”[/color]

Beaming, Charlotte did as she was told, and happily removed her white mesh mini dress. Her cheeky neon pink bodysuit was in full display now, showing off her small, yet well proportioned body. Giggling, the blonde slowly turned around in front of Kieran, giving him a chance to enjoy her figure from all angles before turning back to the game. [color=magenta]“My turn!”[/color] she announced, quickly finding and removing another middle piece sitting in one of the bottom rows of the tower, daintily placing back at the top and looking back at Kieran again. [color=magenta]“Jeans! [i]Off[/i]!”[/color] Man, this game was [i]fun[/i]!

All Kieran could do is shake his head as he obliged Lottie, undoing the belt of his jeans and dropping them to the floor, revealing the checkered pair of boxer shorts he was wearing underneath [color=87b5eb]“Starting to think I wasn’t as well prepared for this game as I thought! Ah well, this next pull is going to be worth it to see what you’ve got under that bodysuit of yours again.”[/color]

As the Viking rotated around the tower to try and get a better glimpse of an easy move to accomplish his new goal, that same yellow neon glint caught his eye that he noticed en route to the cabin. It definitely wasn’t moving as much now though, but when Kieran looked out the window, it was clear just what the blur was. The dyed hair under the pale lights that had been dragged out to this middle-of-nowhere field was a dead giveaway now that the hockey player was no longer ambling with purpose to a new location. 

That was Joey all right. It hadn’t been that long since Kieran last saw her. After all, he had helped Lottie move in some heavier stuff she had acquired during the summer break. But Joey was grabbing hold of… another girl? It was hard to tell. The other person had a slight height advantage on Joey, but not enough to give the game away. [color=87b5eb]“Lotts, is that… is that Joey down there? Because it looks like she’s not as interested in joining you and me as you thought. Unless she’s bringing that person in to make it a foursome…”[/color]

Frowning in confusion, Lottie shifted her attention to where Kieran was pointing to. In all honesty, she had been both completely absorbed in their game and greedily staring at his body as if it was the best creation in the universe to really pay much attention to their surroundings. But, yep, he wasn’t seeing things. That was Joey, all right: locked in a kiss with, of all people, their sorority sister Jade Scott.

The short blonde curiously cocked her head sideways. [color=magenta]“Huh. I didn’t think she’d be into Jade...”[/color] Charlotte commented matter-of-factly, keeping her hazel eyes on the two girls until Jade broke the kiss. Then it was time to return to Kieran. [color=magenta]“Don’t worry about Joey bringing in someone else, Kiki,”[/color] she reassured him with a smile. [color=magenta]“She won’t. I mean: yeah, we have an open relationship. But from that to dragging a fourth person into our plans without telling me? No way.”[/color]

[color=87b5eb]”That Jade Scott?”[/color] Kieran asked, well aware of another of Meadow University’s stars of sport. She was getting national team buzz already from the sounds of things, while Kieran wasn’t close to getting a sniff from the Canadian hockey team. It was a shame.

[color=magenta]“Looks like it,”[/color] Lottie shrugged nonchalantly, clearly unbothered by what they had just witnessed. 

[color=87b5eb]“Well, maybe Joey does have a type, and that type is amazing superstar athletes like you.”[/color] Kieran should have probably touched on that whole open relationship thing that Lottie mentioned, but weren’t they technically in an open relationship too? Or at least a very strong friends with benefits situation. He couldn’t really be mad if Lottie was dipping her nets into more than one port. As long as it wasn’t some other dude. Heck, he was going to be taking advantage of it from the sounds of things. 

Charlotte chortled at his compliment and observation. [color=magenta]“Maybe she does,”[/color] she repeated, shrugging again. But after a moment of silence, the young woman quickly snapped her fingers and pointed to the jenga tower again. [color=magenta]“Now stop buying yourself time and take your turn already! I know you’re [i]dying[/i] to see what’s underneath all this…”[/color] she simpered, giving another little twirl.

There was another thing he had to take advantage of. He had decided on a move. Kiki was really going to put the pressure on by taking from the same tier he had taken from before. A single brick this early? It would really make Lottie think. But maybe Kieran was thinking a little too much as he made that pull. He definitely lifted on the block of wood too much and the side of the tower started collapsing on him and the shrieking blonde, the giant bits falling towards him as he caught a couple of pieces to the shins and Lottie gleefully celebrated in the corner.[color=87b5eb]“Fuckin’ Jeezus!”[/color] he cursed as he brushed the wood off his legs. [color=87b5eb]”Well that backfired. ...I’m guessing you’re not just going to let me get away with taking my shoes off, eh?”[/color]

Lottie could only smirk in satisfaction and teasingly shake her head. [color=magenta]“Not a chance!”[/color] she tittered, trying her best to appear seductive as she skirted through the wooden blocks of jenga while making her way towards him. [color=magenta]“I could be mean, you know? Having you take these off right here and now…”[/color] she trailed off, hooking her thumbs on the elastic waistband of his boxers and biting her lower lip. [color=magenta]“But I’m much too greedy to let anyone else see what I see. So, how about we take our business somewhere a little more private? I take these off-” she playfully tugged at the elastic band. “-and I promise I’ll let you take mine off too.”[/color]

Kieran nodded his head in agreement. [color=87b5eb]"That sounds like a very fair compromise, Ace. Or should I say, world strip Jenga champion? Anyway, I’ll let you lead me wherever you want.”[/color]

The young man watched as the beaming Charlotte took both of his hands and guided him into the nearest empty bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind them before leaping straight into his arms and wrapping him up in a passionate kiss. K.O. knew he was knocked out of the Jenga battle. But in a way, it worked out well, because he’d definitely won the war tonight. Junior year was getting off to a great start.[/indent][/indent][/color]