K is for Knotted

"I cannot believe I let you talk me into this."

"Oh it's not that bad Kai!"

"Emily, you're fucked."

Salima tossed her head backward and laughed. She and the rest of the crowd staying at Tyson's were watching the four left on the mat: struggling, groaning, gasping as they tried to move their bodies into increasingly impossible positions. "Kai it's just a game! You're the only guy left!"

Wasn't that the truth. The first game had been Max, Tyson, Mariah and Salima. It was a confusing scheme of a tournament, and Mariam, Kai and Emily refused to play unless they were allowed to get intoxicated beforehand. Which they did, and that just made it more astounding that the three of them had lasted and kept their balance so long.

In round one the first to go had been Tyson. He said of Mariah's hair: "it's getting in my nose! Ah, ah.. AH CHOO!" Tyson basically blew himself right off the mat. His right arm and leg came off the green spots and his left arm and leg came off the blues. Before Mariah's hair started tickling his face he'd been in London Bridge-formation; the sneeze was enough to topple him. Mariah and Max laughed so damn hard that they were next. Mariah see, she'd been positioned over Tyson sort of like Kai was positioned over Mariam now: their bodies formed an X almost, Mariah with hands on one green and one yellow and a foot on a blue and a red. Her hair was in perfect striking distance of Tyson's face, and sooooo that lead to their demise. Max just fell; boy couldn't stop laughing at his friend's defeat.

Salima survived that round and came up the winner, but she lost in the next one. The second round of Terrible Twister saw she, Ray, Kenny and Mariam. After a lot of pulling and Kenny convinced that he'd sprained something awful, Mariam came out the sole victor. Salima was second to go, and Ray almost made it but his palms started to sweat and he lost his grip on a green; sent him flying.

Mariam won that round even with the drunken giggles. It was nice to be playing Twister... It was such a childhood game, and for awhile, she was... Unsure if she could get her body into those positions anymore.

Apparently she was wrong.

Round number three, Kai was officially drunk enough that Salima's begging forced him onto the mat. Daichi taunting him didn't help. Hilary, Emily, Mariam and Kai were battling for the championship. If Mariam won this round she won the tournament for good, but if she fell and Hilary, Emily or Kai were still- ..Standing?, then they claimed a round and they were even; it would come down to a game of one versus one. You'd think tensions would be high.

Not in the slightest.

"My god I wish we had this on video!" Hilary giggled as Daichi spun the game spinner.

"Left foot yellow!"

Hilary craned her foot over and had to do some massive stretching to slink her leg under Mariam and Kai to reach a yellow. Kai had two of the reds occupied with his feet and two of the greens with his hands. Mariam's right hand and foot took up a yellow apiece and the rest of her took up blue spaces with Kai's stretched midsection crisscrossed over her own. Hilary currently had a hand on the top red spot and the other hand on the blue beside it. Her right foot was on the top green.

It was a friggen MESS.

"Don't you dare fall Hilary!" She groaned at Tyson's needling.

"I'm trying Tyson!"

Mariam and Emily gave a little laugh.

"Come on Emily you can do this! You got this, I know you're flexible!" Kenny didn't even realize what he'd said until it was too late.

...

The entire room burst into laughter and Emily's face turned as red as a beet. Sadly the embarassment was enough to do her in, and Emily who'd been relatively un-caught up in the tangled mass of arms and legs and bodies was actually the first one out.

She hit the floor elbows first and cursed. "Dammit Kenny!"

"Oops, sorry..." They could tell by the grin on his face that he really wasn't.

"Can we please keep playing so we can be finished already."

Daichi snickered. Even drunk, Kai was Mr. Buzzkill; but clearly he'd loosened up some since he and Salima made it official because that girl had Kai doing things that they'd never seen before. Like... Smiling.

It was creepy sometimes.

"Alright Kai, Mariam's turn! Mariam, right foot green!" Daichi commanded.

The Saint Shields female groaned, and began to stretch her leg from the yellow space it had been to reach a green farther down the mat.

Max was damn near biting his nails off. He worried about her playing these games when her balance wasn't the best, but even moreso he knew her competitive nature wouldn't let her give up even if shit was starting to hurt.

Luckily, Mariam seemed to make it without too much trouble. Max whooped and went to the kitchen to make his lover another Jack with Pepsi. She was probably going to be sore in the morning and on top of that Max had learned one valuable thing about Mariam over the last two years: she loved to drink. And when you were drunk the human body had its way of... Concealing any and all pain you were in; he knew Mariam was taking advantage of it.

He wasn't naive, he also knew that the more drinks Mariam had the more sex they would get to later. And Kai, well... He should be drunk all the time in Max's opinion. When Max returned with Mari's drink in his hand, it was just in time to hear Mariah squeal. Kai had made a right foot blue easily enough, but...

It was Hilary who had to bring things to a crashing end.

Daichi called Hilary on another foot; the left one in fact, and it had to go red. So as pulled taut as one could possibly be, she had to make a savage jerking motion to try and get at a red circle. Unfortunately she brought up in Kai's right foot on the way.

BAM.

Kai went down, right on top of Mariam and Mariam went down right between Hilary's spread thighs.

Max in the doorway dropped his jaw.

"You're having a threesome and I wasn't invited?!"

Kai would've taken a deep breath of agitation if his face wasn't buried in Mariam's boobs.

Mariam would've laughed out loud if she wasn't busy marvelling at the pretty purple color of Hilary's underwear.

Hilary would've shrieked but she was too busy staring at the compromising position they were now in.

"Um... Kai?"

Kai audibly groaned this time and Mariam flushed as the sound made her chest vibrate.

"Yes, Salima?" His voice muffled.

"Would you mind...?"

"Yeah Kai get your face out of my girlfriend's tits!"

Mariam couldn't help but laugh at her lover's remark. A lot of them couldn't... Mostly because Kai never played these things and the fall was so accidental that it couldn't of been helped. Plus Kai's chin probably bruised her breastbone while he was at it.

Kai heaved himself up and shook out his hair. "This is why I don't play boardgames."

Max placed Mariam's drink on the table.

And then he dove onto the mat and took Kai's place. Everyone again broke out into a fit of laughter and Mariam giggled so much that her breasts shook around Max's cheeks. He pressed a grin into her flesh, and then turned his head slightly. He raised an eyebrow.

"Nice underwear Hilary."

"MAX GET OUT OF THERE!"

"I'm goin' Tyson." He grinned and stood up, helping both ladies to their feet. He kissed Mariam gently on the lips.

"No more Twister; Ray nearly had his head up your ass last round and this time Kai got a faceful of these." He gestured to the front of Mariam's chest and she grinned at him. God, Max was such a cutie.

Maybe she was just drunk; but he really was adorable.

"Yeah, that sounds good to me. Besides..."

"Besides what?"

"You think I enjoyed watching Mariah nearly grab your junk as she went down?" Mariam winked at him and openly, in front of the BladeBreakers, Emily, Mariah and Salima, she grabbed Max through his jeans. "This is mine."

Max couldn't help the way his eyelids dropped and the way he just pulled her a little bit closer. "It's yours alright..."

"Wow..." Kenny cleared his throat while Ray whistled and Mariah apologized for the crotch grab. "You know guys, I'm glad I started taping this. I have so much blackmail right now!"

Max, Mariam and Hilary froze.

"Whose fucking idea was this goddamn game anyways?"

More laughter.

Poor, poor Kai.

MS: And that was my horrible, horrible attempt at writing Twister. LOL. I used to adore that board game, and I couldn't help but wonder how it would go if the BladeBreakers and their girlfriends took a stab at it. It might've went pretty well, depending on which way you looked at it! Review review review please, and I'll post another chapter tomorrow night- the letter L!