Mingle Event

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The County Fair has come to Itinere! It just magically appeared overnight. Such fun, right? Absolutely. Here, you'll find every rickety ride you can think of from ferris wheels, water rides, pendulum rides and roller coasters to the horrifying Drop Tower ride, a reverse bungee experience and tilt-a-whirl. Pretty much if you can dream an amusement ride, it's here. Don't even think about going hungry. They fry everything at this event. And of course there are the old staples of any Fair, funnel cakes, corn dogs and shaved ice in every flavor. Careful, you just might get pulled into a massive tent to judge anything from pies to barbecue to pickles to jams. Oh, but it isn't all food. You might get pulled into a tent to judge livestock. Sheep, cattle, pigs and llamas are the name of the game. Who has the best of the best? Did anyone say horse races? Feel free to bet at the makeshift track where horses will be racing all day! The promenade has several live bands cycling through on and off all day. Grab someone and dance before you, yourself get pulled into a two-step.

Everything isn't entirely on the up and up though. Did that sheep just whisper to you? What is it telling you to do? Is that paint on that clowns face or is that just his face? No smile should be naturally that large. In the hall of mirrors, you might not see yourself looking back at you. One of the mirrors might even be empty. Anyone who goes through the tunnel of love will feel compelled to kiss no matter who they're with. The acrobats do death defying acts that seem far too unreal. And the animals in their cages, the lions and the panthers... they look at you with a sentient, knowing eye that would give anyone the heebie-jeebies. The music in the promenade might force you to dance, with or without a partner. The fortune tellers know far too much about you and your life past, present and future.

But hey! It's a Fair! Everyone loves a Fair, don't they? Have fun while the fun lasts!


ooc: This is a very stereotypical fair. Feel free to create your own adventures, good or bad. Want to play with some of the not quite right stuff in the Fair? Have at it! Basically, create your own muses storyline here, let your imagination run wild, mingle, and have fun! Want to plot with others? Comment to THIS post!

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[fictor]

It really was only because he'd been caught off guard, because he'd been lost in his own thoughts, that until the kiss hadn't had anything to do with Adam or kissing. In some ways, Adam's version of Ronan was much scarier than the actual Ronan. He wouldn't ever be a teddy bear, but with Adam his center was softer. Besides, he wanted this so much, wanted Adam so much, he wasn't going to push Adam away. He wasn't going to give Adam the impression that he didn't want him when nothing could be further from the truth. He had an idea about Blue's rejection, even if he didn't know the details, he'd watched Adam carefully. He wouldn't do that to him.

Yeah, they were a cliche. They were on the ferris wheel making out like every other stupid teenage couple at this fair, and Ronan could care less right now.

Perhaps Ronan should have pulled away when Adam floundered. He wasn't good at backing out of a situation. He tended to dive in head first. That was what he was doing right now. That was a fitting description considering that Ronan took things from a dream and made them real, made them substantial. However, Ronan thought Adam was capable of more than he imagined. Ronan was content to lead, but there was that fear in the back of his mind that Adam was only following for the sake of following rather than because he wanted to follow. However, for the moment, when they were just kissing, Ronan trusted Adam to say stop when it was time to stop, he trusted Adam to stop him and that it wouldn't break things, wouldn't break them, wouldn't break whatever this was that they had.

Soft and feather light was okay. It was perfect. Ronan didn't expect Adam to know what this was about, to know what he wanted right now. He'd taken a long while to come to terms with his sexuality despite knowing what it was for most of his life. He wouldn't begrudge Adam taking the time to come to terms with his, not as long as they maintained their friendship through it. Words had never been Ronan's strong suit. His emotions had always been spoken in actions. This was just one more example of that. When Adam grabbed his wrist, Ronan took that as reassurance that this was okay. He pressed closer, shifting so that his knee pressed against Adam's thigh. The bar that had locked down over their laps kept Ronan from getting as close as he wanted.

"Fuck" he murmured against Adam's mouth. He nipped at Adam's bottom lip, sucking on it hard.

[adamparrish]

Ronan got his wish, because Adam completely forgot that they were on a ferris wheel. He forgot that people might or could not see them. He forgot that he probably shouldn't be doing this. Or maybe he should. No, all confusion was gone the moment Ronan kissed him like this. How Ronan did it, Adam didn't know. And he felt clumsy in his attempts to mimic the way Ronan kissed him with the other. It felt like Ronan's kiss was the actual event, and Adam's merely it's shadow. That wasn't to say it was wrong or right. That wasn't to say it was good or bad. Everything real cast a shadow. And this kiss was very, very real.

Adam could feel Ronan so close to him, no space between them in the car of the wheel, but still Adam wanted him closer. It was a manner of desire that Adam had never felt before. It shocked him to feel it as it started from somewhere deep inside and spread from the inside out. It surprised him so much that he was thankful when Ronan paused to breathe...

To curse...

That curse felt like a secret promise to Adam. He leaned in as Ronan's teeth scraped against his lip and sucked. He had never, ever been kissed like that. He wanted it to happen again so that he could make sure it had happened at all. But he didn't know how to ask for it, how to make it happen. So he did the same thing to Ronan that the other had just done to him. His own teeth scraped over the fleshy bottom lip that had just been kissing him, and he sucked hard. Only afterward, his tongue slid a light caress over the skin, soothing even as he tried to get more of Ronan's attentions. Even in action he was at war with himself.

[fictor]

He'd be glad to know that he could chase away any confusion that Adam had, because that was what he wanted more than anything: for Adam to be certain. If Adam decided that this wasn't what he wanted, Ronan could (and would) live with that. Of course, he hoped that the certainty would lean in his favor. Every real thing needed a shadow and if that was what Adam was, then that's what Ronan wanted him to be, but he definitely didn't find Adam's attempts at kissing him clumsy. Adam's kisses made him want more, made him feel like he needed more the way that he needed air.

If it weren't for the bar locked over their legs, Ronan would be on top of Adam, knee pressed between his legs. His hands would be beneath his shirt. It would be very clear how much Ronan wanted Adam right now (always).

Well, it was Ronan.

His breath came fast and heavy against Adam's mouth and a groan, low and throaty rumbled from his mouth when Adam scraped his teeth against his lip and sucked on it. That was more than enough encouragement, more than enough of a request. He'd scarcely caught his breath with the tip of Adam's tongue glided over his bottom lip and he closed all the distance between them, his mouth colliding against Adam's, his tongue begging entrance to his mouth.

[adamparrish]

It was so like them in every way. Ronan was always vocal, in everything. If Ronan felt something everyone knew it. Those sounds Ronan made sliced through him in the most intimate of ways. Ronan wanted the kiss. Adam was doing good enough to make Ronan make a sound like that. Adam, on the other hand, was silent in everything. The only sounds he made in the kiss were a quick gasp of air here and there. This kiss was everything that they were.

Adam's lips parted, giving Ronan what he wanted at the slightest provocation. It was so easy right now in this moment to give in to what he wanted for himself and to give Ronan what he wanted. Adam let him in and they kissed each other, warm and needy for the moment.

Needy, until the car slid to a stop and the man lifted the bar in front of it.

"Ride's over lovebirds, unless you wanna ride again."

Adam couldn't help the way he flushed pink. He couldn't help the way he pulled away and scrambled to put his notebook away into his bag and to get away from the Ferris Wheel. He only paused and looked back when he was several yards away to make sure Ronan was with him. "I'm sorry."

[fictor]

And Ronan could usually make noises of some sort. Of course, they were generally swears or growls, grumbles, very rarely groans. Yes, Ronan wanted the kiss. Ronan wanted Adam. He wanted to be closer, he wanted more even if he wasn't sure what more entailed.

What Ronan really wanted was to punch the man running the ride. His hands balled into fists at his sides. He glared at the man, bowing up as he walked past him, but he walked past him because Adam was already ahead of him. He caught up with Adam, shooting a confused sort of glare at his apology.

"The fuck for?" His tone was defensive and harsh, certain that what Adam was sorry for was kissing him, that now that they were on the ground Adam didn't want Ronan.

[adamparrish]

"You were upset and I..." Adam had kissed him. Adam had kissed Ronan Lynch. Not only that, but he had initiated the kiss. It almost felt like he had used the moment when Ronan's guard was down, when Ronan was upset, to his own advantage to do what he had wanted to do more and more since that first kiss at the Barns in Ronan's dad's office.

He felt like an ass. And he was embarrassed by the man's comment, by the cliche of what he had done. He was waiting for Ronan to ride him for it, waiting for Ronan to make fun of him for it. And he didn't know how he would react to either.

So instead, he talked about something else. "I miss them too, okay?"

[fictor]

"Yeah, I noticed," Ronan finished. His eyes narrowed as he caught up to Adam, watching him as they walked. He was trying to figure out what the hell was going on with Adam. In some ways, he had taken advantage of Ronan's guard being down, but what Adam didn't realize yet was that Ronan would have kissed him back regardless of whether his guard had been down or not.

"I'm not pissed. Just don't fuckin' tell anyone you kissed me on the ferris wheel. Make it the god dam roller coaster, or something." Honestly, that was it. That was all the riding he was going to get. "Hell, we could do it on the roller coaster and you wouldn't have to lie."

There you go, but he wasn't expecting Adam to agree. He was joking with him, trying to make him realize that he wasn't angry, that he didn't care.

When he mentions 'them' Ronan sobers again, looking down at the grass, nodding a little. "Yeah. That the only reason behind it?" He bites the inside of his cheek hard, rare insecurities bursting out in what might look like anger to someone who didn't know Ronan. "I'm not Blue, and missing her won't change that."

Figuratively, of course.

[adamparrish]

Ronan said he wasn't pissed. But strangely enough, it was harder for Adam to tell the difference between pissed off Ronan and everyday Ronan when Adam himself was worked up about something too. So actually hearing Ronan say that he wasn't pissed off went a long way with him.

Adam relaxed a bit, smirking when Ronan mentioned the ferris wheel, the roller coaster. He really didn't mind telling people it was on a roller coaster. But in his mind, Adam would never forget that the first time he had initiated a kiss with Ronan, it had been on a ferris wheel. And he would never forget how that kiss had felt up there in that car until they had quite literally come back down to earth and been so rudely interrupted by the fair worker.

He flushed at the memory of being called 'lovebirds'. Then he looked up at Ronan and shook his head. "You can't kiss on a roller coaster, can you? It moves too fast and it's all... unstable." And terrifying considering the way people screamed on it.

And then Ronan asked if the only reason he had kissed him was because of those who weren't here. Adam started to shake his head, the word 'no' on his lips until Ronan added the last bit about Blue. Everything in him went hard and cold and detached. Was that really what Ronan thought about his kiss? Was that really what Ronan though Adam wanted?

"Fuck you, Ronan." He said, the words harsh and angry before he turned to walk away.

[fictor]

Yeah, well there was a reason he said that he wasn't pissed. It was important to him that Adam know he wasn't pissed over this, over the kiss regardless of how cliched it had been.

Oh, Ronan wouldn't forget it either. It was a big step for Adam, which was why it was so important that he know that Adam had kissed him because he'd wanted to kiss him, not because he was sad or because he missed the others.

"Fuck yeah you can kiss on a roller coaster. There's a damn incline that seems to take forever to go up." Ronan was pretty sure that you could kiss on a roller coaster. He hadn't ever tried it, but he was more than willing to give it a shot.

Except that he then went and put his foot in his mouth, destroying the moment, self destructing in a way that was classic Ronan. He wasn't doing it to destroy anything. He was doing it because he needed Adam to want him. He needed Adam to want to kiss him, rather than simply wanting to comfort him, or even worse, wanting someone else.

"Not in public, Parrish," Ronan tossed back then stormed after him, reaching out to grab Adam's arm.

[adamparrish]

He felt that hand on his arm and started to shake it off but then thought better of it because it was Ronan Lynch and when Ronan wanted something, he took it. Adam whirled around to glare at him. Yes, he was pissed off. He was hurt. He was rethinking everything he had done up there and was starting to really regret it. Not because of the act itself, but because Ronan thought he was wishing it was Blue.

Fuck. That.

"Let go." He said plainly. "I'm going back to the room." Fairs were stupid, frivolous events anyway. Adam should have known that he and Ronan couldn't get through on without exploding all over each other. He wasn't eating anymore fried foods. And he was definitely not getting on a damn roller coaster.

[fictor]

Oh Ronan knew he was pissed off. That much was obvious. He also knew that Adam didn't get pissed off often.

Use your words, Adam. Ronan can't read minds, though he has figured out what Adam is pissed off about.

"No. Screw that. We're at the fucking fair and we're going to have a good damn time." He wasn't letting go of Adam's arm either.

"I'm not a god damn mind reader, Adam."

[adamparrish]

Adam stood there staring hard at Ronan and trying to figure out what exactly to say to Ronan to not embarrass himself any further. He couldn't really think of anything that wasn't embarrassing. And he sucked at saying what was on his mind where relationships were concerned. But Ronan was right. He was not a mind reader.

"Why'd you have to ruin it? I mean I know it was bad timing. B-... but why ruin it?" Because yes, he should have waited for a better moment and the fair worker's 'lovebirds' comment had thrown a wet blanket on it but Ronan had gone there to Blue. "Was it that bad?"

[fictor]

Ronan didn't know who he was worried about being embarrassed in front of. As far as he was concerned, he and Adam were the only two that mattered and since Ronan was pushing him to talk he didn't think he ought to feel embarrassed by whatever he said. As far as sucking at saying what was on one's mind, it was obvious Ronan was in that club as well.

"Oh Christ," Ronan started. See the above disclaimer about sucking at saying what was on one's mind. "For once in my damn life I wasn't trying to ruin shit. I was trying to figure out where the hell your mind is with this whole damn thing." He shook his head a little, jaw clenching. There was a part of him that didn't even want to dignify the 'bad' question with a response because he was pretty sure his near complete loss of control was evidence of how bad it wasn't.

"Yeah. I didn't notice the goddamn ferris wheel moving because it was bad." Said in a 'don't be stupid' tone of voice.

[adamparrish]

Both comments were harsh, just as Ronan always was, but they helped. Adam knew Ronan. He expected him to be this way. But Adam could be so insecure where it looked to him like Ronan wasn't. Feeling these things for Ronan was so new for him. Confusing. Ronan's reaction only added to that confusion.

"Where my mind's at? It's with you." Ronan was all he thought about when he let himself sit down and think. Sometimes all he thought about was that kiss in the Barns. And he had no clue what to do with that train of thought. "It's always with you." That was the truth of it. Since that first kiss, Ronan was his obsession, at least privately in the deep and dark recesses of his mind where no one could see.

He glared up at Ronan, still angry that he had said what he said, brought Blue up when he had. Although some of that anger had seeped out of him. Adam couldn't stay angry at Ronan for long.

[fictor]

It would scare the both of them if Ronan weren't this way. Romantic relationships were hard and Adam actually had more practice with that than Ronan did. He was working entirely on instinct and emotion, which was how Ronan did everything. He knew that Adam was the exact opposite where that was concerned. He though too much, analyzed everything. Ronan tried not to do that. It never worked out very well for him.

Adam's confession prompted a crooked, sly smirk from Ronan. He couldn't even begin to contain the sheer joy and satisfaction that came from hearing Adam's words, from knowing that Adam thought about him, obsessed over him.

The glare didn't even remotely phase Ronan. In fact, it might have encouraged him. In any case, he gave no warning, tugging on Adam's arm hard, tugging him toward him. His other hand came up to grasp the back of Adam's neck and pull him into another kiss. Obviously Ronan could give a damn what anyone else thought, especially now.

[adamparrish]

Adam would have thought that his anger would have thwarted anymore kissing. And he supposed he should have known that his anger would be like foreplay to Ronan. Needless to say, he was surprised by the hand at the back of his neck and subsequently finding his lips pressed to Ronan's again. For a moment, he was stiff and uncertain. They were in public still, after all. And Adam was still angry. Bit then...

...then there was Ronan.

It was hard to focus when Ronan was kissing him. Ever so briefly Adam's busy mind was emptied of everything but that kiss. He closed his eyes, the tenseness in his entire self relaxed and his hands gripped at Ronan's tee at his sides and they kissed, each of them jockeying for the one doing the kissing and the one being kissed. Adam knew that ultimately Ronan would win. He always did.

"Not fair..." He finally spoke quietly against Ronan's lips in between kisses.

[fictor]

Anger is the one thing that Ronan understands. He's lived with it entwined in his life for so long that it's intimate and familiar. Of course it's an aphrodisiac. Ronan didn't let Adam's stiffness or uncertainty dissuade him.

Kissing Adam made Ronan hyper focused on Adam. He was aware of every single breath, every heartbeat. The way Adam smelled and taste was bigger and more consuming than the world around them. Yes, Ronan was vying to be the one doing the kissing, but it was also incredibly important that he was the one being kissed. It was a thing he didn't take lightly, a thing he reveled in, one that he was intimately aware of.

He grinned against the kiss at Adam's word, finally breaking the kiss breathless, chest heaving. His hand was still at the back of Adam's neck, keeping him close. "Who the fuck wants to play fair?"

His hand slid from the back Adam's neck, along his shoulder and down his back before falling away.

"Come on. Let's go ride the roller coaster."

[adamparrish]

That grin could be felt against his lips even before Ronan pulled back enough for Adam to see it. He couldn't say he had ever felt a smile before. He wanted to feel it again. Adam shrugged at Ronan's question. Maybe that was what Ronan had in his favor. He was find with not playing fair and often didn't. Adam was used to playing by the rules and within certain guidelines.

And then they were no longer touching and Adam tried to remember why he was mad again.

The minute Ronan mentions a roller coaster though, Adam's eyes go wide and he shakes his head. "Ronan. No. Maybe... I'll wait here for you."

[fictor]

It wasn't often that Ronan smiled large enough for anyone to see it, much less feel it. Of course, he didn't often kiss people either. As far as Ronan was concerned, that was an advantage that should be exploited. The world wasn't fair. Adam knew that as well as anyone, perhaps more than most. Ronan had said fuck the rules years ago.

He wasn't mad. Not at all. Nope.

"Nope. Not acceptable. You're getting on the roller coaster. Don't worry, Parrish. I won't let you fall out," he smirked. It was the same sort of reassurance he'd offered when they'd gotten on the ferris wheel.

[adamparrish]

"You could promise that in a Ferris Wheel. But..." As if on cue, screams came from the roller coaster as the cars reached their pinnacle and slid down over the edge at break neck speed. Adam swung an arm out in the direction of the screams. "That's too fast for you to stop anyone from flying out and falling to their death."

So descriptive, but Adam couldn't help it. His eyes were wide with fear over getting on the roller coaster. But also there was a hint of understanding that in fighting with Ronan, Adam Parrish would not win. He was getting on that roller coaster.

[fictor]

Ronan quirked his scarred eyebrow at Adam, clearly unimpressed with his descriptive, hypothetical death.

"The shit we've gone through and you think we're gonna die on a roller coaster?"

Yes. Adam Parris was getting on that roller coaster.

[adamparrish]

"You don't think it could happen? Irony happens all the time, Ronan. Look at us." He could mean them individually. He could mean them as a couple couple. He could mean the situation at hand. He could mean a lot of things. No matter how you looked at it, irony seemed to follow them everywhere.

He stared at Ronan stubbornly. His boyfriend was going to have to work a lot harder to get him on that death trap. "There's lots of other stuff to do here. And I've never done any of it either."

[fictor]

Ronan cocked that scarred eyebrow up at Adam's comment about irony and 'us'. He was trying for a moment to decide how Adam meant that because yeah, he could see the irony in them individually and together, in the situation at hand, in Adam's life, in his own life.

Oh? He wanted him to work harder did he? Perhaps he realized that the only thing Ronan did work hard at was annoying the ever living fuck out of people. That sort of applied to this situation. "I think the odds of us dying on the damn rollercoaster are so fucking low that if it's going to happen then we've got a fuck load more to worry about than dying on the rollercoaster. Full on Final Destination fucked."

A mischivous smirk made one corner of Ronan's mouth tilt up. "But hey, you don't wanna kiss me on the rollercoaster, I'll just go by myself." He shrugged and started to turn toward that death trap.

[adamparrish]

Ronan Lynch did the one thing that Adam Parrish had not expected him to do. He gave up. Adam watched him walking away with words ringing in his ears about Final Destination and kissing. Kissing. Kissing Ronan. His mind always tripped over that like a needle on a scratched vinyl record. He was stunned. And damn Ronan Lynch for how good his ass looked in those jeans.

Adam exhaled a heavy, breathy sigh and rolled his eyes up to the sky. Finally, he jogged to catch up with his friend. His hand reached out to grab his arm, not to stop him, just to let him know he was there. They kept walking side by side.

"But you're not gonna kiss someone else, right?" He was still highly doubtful that anyone could kiss on a roller coaster. But he still felt the need to clarify this one bit.

[fictor]

Oh, he wasn't giving up. He was baiting Adam, tempting him he hoped. He knew sometimes when Chainsaw refused to listen, when she refused to pay attention to him, if he got up and left the room she would come see what he was doing. He hoped if he walked away, Adam would follow especially with that sort of bait left for him. Any other time he wouldn't mention that, wouldn't say that, but they'd just been kissing. The elephant was in the room so to speak so he hoped that Adam would be intrigued by him pointing it out rather than scared. He still hadn't figured out Adam and his feelings on them in a romantic sort of way.

It worked like a charm. He knew exactly when Adam had started jogging to catch up with him,when he had decided to follow him, but the hand on his arm was good. He didn't pull away from it.

At Adam's question, Ronan scowled giving him a black look. "I told you I wasn't like Declan. I don't kiss anyone but you."

Not anymore and he hadn't really ever kissed Kavinsky and he certainly hadn't been sober.