"I do not see why I have to do this, after all Sigurd has kissed nearly -everyone- in the room, -including- you Jesiah." Hyuga said as he folded his arms across his chest and looked thoroughly indignant, looking visibly flustered even though he would of liked to believe that he was not taking this too seriously.
"Awww come on, Siggy wants a kiss from you." Jesiah said as he clapped Hyuga hard upon the back.
"Does he, now?" Hyuga raised an indolent brow as he surveyed the other silver haired man, this one though had all the rakish allure that Jesiah lacked, or perhaps it was the dark skin and belly ring.
"Of course he does.." Ramsus said and then nearly surpressed his grin. "He's a good kisser, Hyu.."
"I do not need to -hear- that he is a good kisser or not." Hyuga made a move to spin the bottle but then his hand paused over it's suggestive phallic shape and then cast a glance at his compatriots.
They nearly groaned at the halting of a game that had been proven to be more fun then they had anticipated, but then perhaps it was the alchohol buzzing through their systems. Alchohol which was annoyingly absent from the fourth's judgement facilities.
"Come on! Spin the bottle!" Jesiah said with a throaty chuckle.
"He could kiss me and -not- have to spin it.." Sigurd commented helpfully.
"-We- had to spin the bottle, he should too.." Ramsus chimed in diplomatically.
"Very well.." And then with that pronouncement, Hyuga gave a firm twirl of the bottle and for a few moments everyone's eyes was on the spinning bottle as it whittled down to a slower speed. And then finally it paused and Hyuga glanced up to look at the person it had pointed to.
"Do I have to?"
"Yes, Ricdeau.. you -have- to.."
And surprisingly without too much protestation, that is exactly what Hyuga did.