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KISSING MEME!

1. Comment with your characters.
2. Other people will demand your kisses (OOCly or, you know, ICly if that's how they roll.)
3. You write (or draw) a sentence or a drabble or a fic that may or may not destroy reality about this kiss. (How they end up kissing. The kiss itself. Moments after the kiss. Your call.)
4. Redeem your points for all sorts of great prizes ~~that don't exist~~!

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Flirting had a way of being a bit like fighting with her frequently. When he tried to flip her, he'd feel his back being pressed harder against the wall. If he planned to test how she liked it, he'd have to push the issue hard on her, though when he tried he could get a sense that she seemed to like the attempt.

Well of course he was going to try and press further. Being a bit more forceful, though this time he attempted to push her against the far wall. If she liked power struggles, then he was more than happy to oblige. Though if she persists, then he was going to have to try and bring he down toe floor with him on top.

In the end, she'd be tripping him in the process of his push which would net him falling on top. So he'd manage what he wanted, but on the ground instead of the far wall. She held he kiss for a second longer before her fingers gripped his hair to pull him back, grinning fiercely.

"Does that answer your question?"

Not exactly what he had planned, but it worked in the end. As such, he couldn't really complain. "Hm, somewhat, a bit short though." In other words, yes. He did enjoy himself quite a bit. Or at least more so than usual in the tower. "And needs a little something extra."

Attempting to grab at her hair in retaliation before trying to tilt her head up in order to expose her neck.

"Just a little taste," she breathed, feeling his lips moving towards her throat. "If you want more, you'll have to catch me somewhere else, in the right sort of mood."

"That so?" His lips continued to ghost over her neck, kissing and sucking a small trail. "And this isn't a good mood?" He questioned, though he agreed that a more...private place would be far better than the halls.

"I love a good show...," she said, chuckling. "But the audience can be ever so intrusive at times if they don't like it."

Eventually his lips broke away before he attempted to pull the both of them to their feet. "Well that's fair enough, all things being said and done."

She started to part, smirking and brushing her finger along the edge of his face with a wink. "Who knows, though? Sometimes people catch me in the right frame of mind," she said. "There's quite a few nooks and crannies in this place."

She certainly knew how to make a guy interested. "More than most people know about, that's for sure." He returns her smirk with one of his own. "Maybe I can show a few sometime? Or perhaps the other way around?" That aside, such a thing will most likely not be on the near future.

"Maybe," she said enigmatically. It might not be for a while. They were both distrustful people, and she had a way of demanding that she have considerable amounts of control. It made 'hooking up' tricky and alarmingly creepy with her.

Whelp, this was coming to an end then, it seemed. "Don't be a stranger." He stated, moving to walk away, not seeing much else happening now that the event was over.

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