OPEN | mistletoe? its august

[melocoton]

the mistletoe meme.
Congrats! You're stuck under the mistletoe with someone. Pucker up, buttercup. It could be forced, or it could be normal--it's your choice!

it's august and i'm sad, lets be self indulgent.

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[liuli]

[ he watches her do this with an expression best described as fond, amused, 'ew gross'. ]

Correct on all accounts. [ weirdo. affectionate.

he tilts his head over a little towards lup further, and brushes his nose against her cheek. ] Hello, haunting. It appears I've been trapped...

[evocationary]

[that's fair, she is one. at least she admits it.]

Yeah! There's a joke to be made here about horny plants that make you kiss people and I could go in so many directions, like uh, the obvious Merle path, or the more obscure fanfiction trope where you get blasted with pollen that makes you want to bone down --

[who lets her talk, honestly

she also leans into the nose against her cheek, just. talking almost against his mouth.]

[liuli]

[ well, good

because it seems like he is listening very attentively and just lets her come into his space, almost nonreactive (if it weren't for that twinkle in his eye), almost like he's not going to do what lup clearly wants...

and says very innocently, mildly: ] Aren't you immune to those sorts of things?

[ charm and sleep effects ]

[evocationary]

[she's going to bite him if he doesn't, so choose wisely]

Yeah, but you're not! [she says cheerfully.] I'm charming you right now... ooooh. Kiss meeee. Or else.

[liuli]

[ see now you're just making him want to say no on purpose ]

Or else what?

[ don't sound so amused about it ]

[evocationary]

Or else I tickle you. [this is a threat]

[liuli]

[ that IS a threat ]

Having to stoop to threats and coercion for such a thing...

[ tsk tsk tsk...

but gu yun leans over, gently puts a fingertip under lup's chin, and hums ] I'd kiss you without either anytime, baobei. [ and then leans in to close the distance and give her a kiss. mwah. ]

[evocationary]

[her ear flicks wildly when he pulls that move, because he's charming and she's weak. when he kisses her, she sighs like she's sunk down into warm water or into freshly washed sheets, and just tosses the mistletoe to the side to kiss him proper, hands on either side of his face, gentle but absolutely not chaste in the least.

and when she pulls away she hums happily.]

Curse broken. Or haunting? Whatever. Waow.