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The Mistletoe Meme


1. Post with your characters.
2. The character that replies will has just passed under a mistletoe with yours--and they can't leave the room until the two of them kiss!
3. Go to RNG and roll for one of the five options. The ribbon with which the mistletoe is tied determines how long the kiss must last.

1 ♣ No Ribbon One simple kiss.
2 ♣ Green Ribbon One minute.
3 ♣ Red Ribbon Thee Minutes.
4 ♣ Silver Ribbon Five minutes.
5 ♣ Gold Ribbon Seven minutes.

Comments

[hugmyscythe]

[Oh, she knows this all too well. She's not one to shy away from tongue action. She treats it like a game--like fighting to take over Karen's mouth.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[That's dangerous, Dead-chan. Karen plays to win.]

[hugmyscythe]

[Good. Because so does she.

And with her hand on Karen's back, she's pulling you close.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen is okay with this. So don't mind her hand gently stroking your hair. It's just a thing she does.]

[hugmyscythe]

[Doesn't mind it if you don't mind it yourself. Gurl, your hair is perfect.

Also, has she ever told you she has a thing for blue eyes?]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Mind it? Karen loves having her hair played with. Didn't you hear that happy sigh just now? Well, more of a happy "mm," considering, but still.

And as it happens, Karen... has no unusual interest in green eyes, which is too bad because it totally breaks our little chain.]

[hugmyscythe]

[Now her hands on the back of Karen's head, pushing her close, increasing the pressure on her lips.

Totally fine. She knows people don't have interest in someone like her, particular color of eye or not.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[...haha, I misread that as "Karen's bead," interpreted it as a typo for "bed," and thought "whoa there DM, getting a little ahead of yourself there"

Karen loses some ground there, and immediately gets to work on gaining it back. She pushes forward, forcing DM to move back a bit towards the door frame. The hand that was still on DM's shoulder moves down, resting at her waist.

Of course, to say Karen didn't have any interest in Dead-chan would be wrong.]

[hugmyscythe]

[Oh, she's not going to be the one against the wall here. Quickly, quietly, she reverses their positions. Just as smoothly, she takes Karen's hand on her waist and the one playing with her hair in hers, pressing them to the door. Her grip is strong, obviously inhuman. She makes a satisfied sound against her lips at that.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Unexpected! Karen is stuck against the door before she realizes what's happening, and restrained as she is, she doesn't have much chance of switching their positions back. It's a good thing she likes Dead-chan, or this would be highly upsetting. As it is, it's kind of the opposite.]

[hugmyscythe]

[She hopes you don't need to breathe, either--because Dead-chan here sure doesn't.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Oh, right, breathing. That's a thing. Is that why Karen feels a bit light-headed? Ah, well, that's what noses are for.]

[hugmyscythe]

[She smiling into the kiss, now. Fun. She thinks Karen is fun to feel. DM's grip on Karen's wirsts loosens, in case she wants her hands back.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Uh oh. That sounds dangerous. Too bad Karen isn't a mind reader or anything. And, uh, too bad she shares the sentiment, because her hands quickly end up on DM's back, not really sitting still once they're there.]

[hugmyscythe]

[And her hands moves to caress the side of Karen's face. She's being gentle with her touch, even if her work with her tongue is quite forceful. Karen's hands on her back elicit something like a soft giggle.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[It's a combination that meets Karen's approval, and she makes a pleased noise in response. A hand slides up to just below DM's wings, seeing how she reacts to touches in that area. Karen's never made out with someone with wings before, you see.]

[hugmyscythe]

[She's...not very sensitive in many areas. It's not the specific spot underneath her wings that makes Dead Master's back arch slightly and wings extend, but rather Karen's touch itself. She moves her hands down to the base of Karen's neck, resting them there for the time being.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen is sensitive all over, but they can have fun exploring that difference later. For now, if DM likes being touched, then that's what she'll get. One hand staying high, the other going low on her back, just slightly lower than Karen would think was strictly appropriate if she still had such things on her mind.]

[hugmyscythe]

[She's chill with Karen. More okay with her hands wandering than she thought she would be. But if Karen's willing to explore, then so is she. Dead Master's own hands move around to Karen's shoulders, keeping her trapped between her own body and the wall, now more than ever.

...She hasn't really been keeping track of time, that's for sure.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[And if Dead Master's going to do the same, then Karen certainly can't back down, can she? She doesn't feel trapped, exactly, but she's conscious of how she's being kept.

Well, Karen sure doesn't know how long it's been. In fact, she doesn't quite remember what amount of time they were going for, either.]

[hugmyscythe]

[Which means...just as things were about to get interesting, she hears the lock to the door Karen's leaning on open. --Looks like time is up.

Dead Master draws away, smiling. Well, that was fun, while it lasted.] He he he.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Lucky Dead-chan, she won't have to deal with Minako's wrath.]

[Ahem.] --So. What did you think?

[hugmyscythe]

[She steps away now, brushing a loose curl off her shoulder.] You should not need to ask for my approval.[Because she certainly has it.]