The Mistletoe Meme

[frilliance]

Oh no, mistletoe!

 

SHOOT. Who put that there?! Well, you’re caught - pucker up!

How to Play

1. Post your character and canon in the subject line
2. Next person who responds is the one you’re caught under the mistletoe with!
3. Go as awkward, sweet, or embarrassing as you like! (Quick cheek peck? Full French? Sure! But you have to kiss or the Nargles will get you!)
4. Comment, Tag, and catch others under the mistletoe. Have fun

Stolen from Ruby City. 

Comments

PERFECT STORM

[chevalier_mal_fet]

[The show of nearly desperate force is intriguing-- but not moreso than it is arousing. This even tempered young priest, some other Servant's Master, claiming the kiss for his own, pressing against him with force that would budge a mortal man a step back-- Lancelot makes a low sound into the now rough kiss, bringing up his free hand to ghost gloved fingertips along Kirie Kotamine's throat and jaw.

It's plain the man is not smitten with him, which is just as well, but Lancelot responds to the tension in the kiss. The Tower is a rather tense place, after all-- and release can be a rare bird to find.
He breaks the kiss without drawing back, his hand on Kirie Kotamine's back drifting down to his narrow waist, his lips brushing the Priest's as he speaks.]

Do you seek something I may give you, Priest?

[god_damned]

[ When the kiss breaks, Kirei's mouth stays open. He lets out a harsh exhale, not realizing his breathlessness until the contact ended, and his hand tightens even further in Lancelot's suit.

There was still nothing. For all his seeking, this kiss has earned him nothing. ]

...no. [ Close as they still are, the word is spoken directly into the knight's mouth. Slowly, he uncurls his hand from Lancelot's suit. ] My mistake.

Perfection: Achieved.

[chevalier_mal_fet]

Ah--
[Contrary to legend, Lancelot has been offered refusal from time to time during his Life. Now, as then, he accepts it with Grace, slipping his arm out from around the Priest's waist.
Though that is not to say he does not feel desire. Indeed, it was pleasant, to feel his interest piqued in this body, by this odd young man. He smiles, bowing his head in return.]
but the fault, if there is one, must surely be mine.

It seems we are released, Kirei Kotamine. You have my thanks-- for your permission.