Mistletoe Meme

[redotiertwo]

-Post a toplevel with your character
-Through some magical shenanigans, they are now stuck under the mistletoe until they kiss. Maiming, destroying, or otherwise attempting to get rid of the mistletoe won't work - it'll just grow right back!
-Tag out to others to help them, laugh at them, laugh at them and then help them, etc. Player discretion as to whether any kiss will work, or whether it has to be on the lips. Whatever's the most fun for everyone!
-On that note, have fun!

Comments

[untodeath]

I act because I'm overcome with emotion when I see you, William - and I protest only because I desire your affections so greatly! Is that truly so terrible?

[ Yet, rather than being off put by his answer, Grell is only raising a hand to fiddle with one of his lapels, perhaps becoming a bit flustered, herself. ]

But, I've been trying. I'll try harder...

[death_glare]

Yet, you seem to enjoy it just as much when I push you aside. Honestly, the way you act makes no sense to me, whatsoever.

[ He sighs heavily, shaking his head. ]

Yes you have been better lately, surprisingly enough. And I believe I've been tolerating more from you than I normally would. Apparently that isn't enough for you.

[untodeath]

[ There's a chuckle on Grell's breath, to that. With a quirk of an upturned brow, she peers up to him with a wry sort of smile. ]

I've already explained how I feel. Of course I'd want more.

[ And then she's flicking at that collar a bit, pressing her teeth into her bottom lip. ]

You can't fault me for that, can you? Or enjoying a bit of-- rough play...

[death_glare]

So then what is going to happen if I do kiss you? What are you going to expect from me, and undoubtedly hound me for, next?

[ Because he knows it's just gonna open up the flood gates. He's got proof enough of that by the fact that she's far from content with just these brief, somewhat relaxing moments together. ]

[untodeath]

[ The possibilities are bringing a flush to her cheeks! ]

More kisses would be ideal. Perhaps-- holding hands.

[ Ah, she's so overcome with glee at the thought, she's grasping at his coat and burying her face into his shoulder with a squeal!! ]

[death_glare]

[ That was certainly tame, in comparison to what he expected her to say. ]

Honestly?

[ He sounds super unconvinced. Though, his hand is suddenly on hers...yanking it off of his jacket before she wrinkles it too much!

But rather than letting go, he calmly rests both their hands atop his knee. ]

I suppose I can comply with holding hands. It will keep them occupied, at the least.

[untodeath]

[ Now, THAT shuts her up immediately. Picking her head up to stares at their joined hands with disbelief, she's forced to take a steadying breath. She only shifts her hand slightly, to entwine her fingers with William's. ]

Now... I'm almost afraid to ask for that kiss. [ She mutters, peering up at him with a flustered little grin. ] I may never want to leave.

[death_glare]

[ Having worn gloves on a regular basis, William's hands are far softer than one probably would have guessed. And it's made even more noticeable when his thumb idly rubs along the back of Grell's hand - most likely an instinctual response opposed to intentional. ]

It's surprisingly relaxing.

[untodeath]

[ Easing back against his shoulder, she simply admires his hand around hers, with the most content sort of smile. ]

Yes. It is.

[ When was the last she'd simply held hands with someone, if ever? It's unfamiliar-- dumbfounding! But, most certainly, nice.

With a gentle squeeze, she'll hum. It's then that she realizes that she hasn't been admiring the sight of their hands any longer, but rather, William. How long has she been staring at him like some love drunk idiot? She smiles, deciding it hasn't been long enough! ]

[death_glare]

[ William's well aware of just how long Grell's eyes have been locked on him. It forces his to sigh again, before closing his own eyes, briefly. ]

Tell me when you're content with this.

[ Referring to their intertwined hands by squeezing back briefly. ]

[untodeath]

Oh, I'm content. But if you mean when I'd care to stop, you may never retain possession of your hands again!

[ It's fairly clear that he's caught on to her, and teasing won't change that; a realization that has her sighing in turn. ]

[death_glare]

If that's the case, then assume you will never receive that kiss you wanted.

[ He shifts slightly, attempting to make himself as comfortable as he can while supported by an invisible barrier. If Grell wishes to sit here, hands clasped for eternity, then he may as well find the best position for himself. ]

[untodeath]

[ Oh, now, THAT makes her pout! ]

Now, why can't we do both, Will?

[ The imploring tone to her voice veers on whiny. Sure, she's contradicting what she'd just said mere moments before, but-- she really does want that kiss!! ]

Would it be too romantic for you?

[death_glare]

No. I am just exceedingly aware of your inability to multitask.

[ Okay, now he's teasing. Perhaps his own way of aggravating Grell the way she always does to him. ]

So make your choice. Either we sit here, holding hands, or I kiss you and get on with the rest of my day.

[untodeath]

[ That has Grell puffing her cheeks with a huff! ]

Fine, then I'll enjoy this for a little longer! [ She says, aggressively holding his hand-- with another reassuring squeeze. Take that. ] We'll have to kiss eventually, anyway.

[death_glare]

[ Maybe he shouldn't have let her choose. There are so many things he could be doing right now. Namely, not being here. ]

Don't expect this to turn into a regular thing.

[untodeath]

[ Despite his words, there's a smile plucking at the edges of her mouth. ]

That would imply that it won't be the last, wouldn't it! [ Again, she'll relax into him, as she brushes her thumb along his. ] So, I suppose I'm alright with that.

[death_glare]

[ Always having to read into his word and twist them to benefit her, doesn't she? ]

If this works to keep you quiet, then I will consider it more often.

[untodeath]

[ Grell huffs, albeit good naturedly. Always so curt! ]

Fine, I will be!

[ Wiggling her shoulders to settle more flush against him, the redheaded reaper closes her eyes. An attempt to rest and enjoy the moment, perhaps! This likely won't last for more than a couple minutes, though-- she's already itching to do something. ]

[death_glare]

[ And he doesn't trust that declaration in the slightest. But perhaps he should just enjoy the silence while he can.

Though, having Grell lean against him for this long is proving to get a tad uncomfortable for him. After all, they are sitting on the floor. So in a move that he will probably regret immediately, William's free arm grasps around Grell's middle, forcing her to straighten up slightly so he can re-position himself. ]

[untodeath]

[ Well, that certainly is something.

Grell quite suddenly has herself pulled back against him, while he's shifting about! Eyes snapping open with a breathy gasp, she tightly grasps at his hand with a mixture of surprise and, well, arousal. ]

W-Will-- what!!

[ Only then does it register what he's doing, but it's too late! He's already made her blush furiously. It's ridiculous that he couldn't simply ask her to move, but who would she be kidding if she were to say that she didn't love it. Laying her arm over his, she even manages to peek over her shoulders to bat her lashes at him, despite how flustered she is. ]

So this is how you choose to initiate? My.

[death_glare]

Initiate what?

[ It's going straight over his head because the only intention he had was getting comfortable. Hence why he doesn't hesitate to shimmy a bit more, trying to find a position that will suffice for now. ]

[untodeath]

Really?

[ Amusement on her breath, she arches her back a bit, so she can shimmy her hips right back against him. ]

How does this seem, mm?

[death_glare]

[ Okay, being on the receiving end makes it a bit more obvious. ]

Stop that.

[untodeath]

[ While she does chuckle at his expense, Grell does do him the favor of stopping, at least. ]

Mn, fine, fiiine. [ Idly, she draws her thumb over the back of his palm, while contemplating-- because William is uncomfortable, and she's either pitying his situation, or he's just got her all antsy now! ] Would you like to have that kiss, now?