Author: Sara, Platinumyo, Cassie
Platinumyo/Sara/Cassie, JulyFlame/Unnamed Individual
Platinumyo dived through the nearest door and slammed it behind him. July was angry--again--and had threatened to destroy him, leaving remains that couldn't even fill a thimble, much less clog the eye of a needle. How did he manage to make her so angry all the time?

His musings were broken off by several rather surprised, but not unhappy voices. "Hello." He slowly turned around, seeing several female faces staring back at him.

"Um...hi," he mumbled, seeing all too well their state of undress.

"You must be awfully warm in that," one of them said, approaching him. "You're all red."

"N-no! I'm, uh, not..." He trailed off, quite unable to speak.

"We can fix that," giggled another, looking him up and down. Several hands roamed over him, removing his shirt despite the feeble attempts he made to stop them.

"H-hey! That's...ack!" He was rather worried that July would burst in at this most inopportune moment.

"Don't worry about it. The door's locked," laughed the first girl, who he belatedly recognized as Cassie. Another girl undid his belt and her hand roamed rather further south.

"WHOA! What're you..." Plat pressed himself up against the door, still not at all sure what was going on.

"Having some trouble?" she giggled. "We don't bite... well, not unless you'd *like* us to..." She traced one hand down his arm. Cassie nipped his neck, demonstrating.

"See? Easy," she smiled.

Plat closed his eyes, sliding to the floor as he was overtaken by the several nameless people. "I...uh...this..." Plat stuttered.

"That's right. Just enjoy it," whispered one in his ear, who sounded a bit like Sara.

Before he realised it, his trousers were off and he was just as undressed as the rest of the people in the room. "Eep."

He tried to cover himself after taking a moment to realise he was now pant-less.

"Don't bother," Cassie said. "None of us are." She and Sara continued to explore his body as the rest of the girls retreated. Plat somehow found himself in the middle of the room, no longer pressed against the door and flat on his back.

"Enjoying yourself yet?" Cassie asked. "Relax, it's supposed to be fun."

Plat, after another delayed reaction, managed to get out a very small, "yes".

"Aha!" laughed Cassie as her hands found...interesting things to do in his nether regions. Plat's eyes grew as Cassie's hands were...doing interesting things to his lower parts.

He reached a hand up, grabbing SOMETHING that seemed very soft and pleasant.

Sara giggled.

Plat gave a slight squeeze, still heavily blushing. Sara's giggles grew louder. "I think you're getting the hang of it."

Cassie grinned and applied her mouth where her hand had been just a few moments before. Plat gave a slight shiver as his other hand moved and rested on top of Cassie's head. Her hands, meanwhile, traced the muscles of his thighs.

Plat reached up, pulling Sara down, face to face. "Hello," she whispered, slightly surprised.

"I...um...hi..."

"Well?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.

Plat, though still bright red, was able to grin. He pulled her down a little more, giving a slight smooch. She smiled brilliantly at this and closed the distance, locking their lips together.

Outside the room, July pressed her ear eagerly to the door. Her search for Plat had ended rather...interestingly. Suddenly, someone grabbed her from behind.

"Oh, I think we can find something *far* more interesting to do than *that*," whispered her assailant, and she nodded vigorously all the way to the floor.