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Happy holidays to your lips~

✾ MISTLETOE MEME ✾

• You are stuck under a random mistletoe.
• There is a note on said mistletoe.
• Whoever comes within range will be pulled under the mistletoe and also be stuck.
• Now you both have to do what the note says to get unstuck.

The "orders" range from cordial to making out, so state your preferences. Feel free to mix and match them, too. Here are your options:

1. Hug. Easy enough. Can be a simple hug or a giant bear hug.
2. Kiss on the cheek. For those who might be a little shier.
3. Kiss on the hand. For those who want to be...well whatever kissing on the hand invokes. Charming? Dashing?
4. Kiss on the lips. 1-2-3 KISS. This is the tame version of the next one.
5. Make-out for five minutes. As described on the tin.

stolen from empatheias

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_{[ Kirk almost squeaked when Howard suddenly tugged him forward,
blinking at the mustached man in surprised because, well, he had never
taken Howard for that sort of person. Not that he was complaining, he was a
handsome man and he rather liked him, but still. So forward. Goodness
Howard. And then his eyes flicked up and he saw the mistletoe. His eyes
returned to Howard and he feigned an aghast look. ]}

Honestly, Howard, using me like this. Not very gentlemanly.

_{[ He's teasing him, but he puts on a good poker face. ]}

It's a... lesser of two evils. [ he attempts to indicate one peggy carter as she walks by without her spotting them. yep he was almost actually dead. ] Not that this is... evil. [ he gestures between the two of them. but then he points up at the tiny albeit sinister sprig of holiday cheer. ] That's evil.

I figured this was safe. [ he looks into kirk's eyes. was he wrong?? ]

_{[ Kirk's face looks somewhere between amused and softly sympathetic.
He doesn't really know much about Howard and Peggy's relationship or where
it stood, but the few times he had seen or heard Peggy on the network she
had seemed to him a rather hard nosed woman. The sort men like him and
Howard would both adore and find endlessly frustrating at the same time.
]}

You're going to hurt my feelings, Howard. Here I thought I would have been one of your first choices.

_{[ He smirked at Howard, reaching up to pluck the note from the
mistletoe and bring it down to be read. His eyebrows slid up and he turned
the card for Howard to read. ]}

You were my very first choice, as it happened. [ literal happenstance, that is. but he isn't necessarily disappointed with the result. the look jim gives that paper seems ominous, and then he turns it in howard's direction. this had seemed easy when he'd thought it up, but now that they're here it feels strangely fatalistic. ]

Ready? [ it's clear he's asking more for himself than for kirk ]

_{[ Kirk stepped in closer - not that there was much room to step into
it all things considered, but there wasn't much of a gap left anymore now.
He wrapped one arm around Howard's waist and ducked his head towards the
other man, though he didn't bring their lips together, not yet. His fingers
brushed across his jaw, Kirk's lips pulled into a teasing smile with a
touch of sultry at the corners. ]}

Lay it on me, smart guy.

[ o-oh wow, that's close. even for a guy who likes being tactile with his friends, this is a bit much for him right now. it's just a kiss, right? because kirk is making him doublethink the safety of his choice. howard stares at the other man's lips as they come closer, a pleasant shiver rippling through him at the tender touch to his jaw. oh, that's a good smile. it has no right to be that good, in fact. ]

Right. My idea... [ his responsibility to follow through. his hand travels up jim's spine to cup the back of his neck, his fingers getting lost in the short hairs there. it's now or never, do or die. and if they don't act, any sort of nasty thing could happen as a consequence -- that's just how this place was.

telling himself that's his motivating factor, howard lurges forward to bridge the rest of the gap, his lips brushing jim's just barely at first. but gaining courage, he presses in more firmly, his heart fluttering in his chest as he closes his eyes and sinks into the kiss. ]

_{[ It really shouldn’t be this endearing - the way Howard was so shy
about this kiss. Kirk didn’t think much of it, but it only then occurred to
him that Howard might have never kissed a man before. He was from an era
that that probably wasn’t all that acceptable as he recalled. Even so,
Howard’s fingers sliding into his hair made him shiver, his arm flexing as
he brought Howard closer into his chest. He sighed softly when his
mustached companion kissed him harder, leaning into the pressure and
parting his lips for Howard in open invitation. Calloused fingers cupped
Howard’s jaw, thumb stroking along the curve of his cheek - and no, the
mistletoe had nothing to do with that or the warm humm playing on his lips.
]}

[ it isn't as weird as he thought it might be --
not really so different from kissing a woman. but where they were all curves and softness, jim is rigid and angled. it isn't an unpleasant difference, but rather just something he notes mentally. for science, you understand.

he's also pretty sure that card said kiss, as in one. but jim seems intent on dragging it out, and he's not sure he can find it in himself to protest. not when the other man's body is so warm and inviting, his lips most of all. howard squeezes his eyes shut tighter, trying not to be affected by that hum against his mouth. acting on instinct and perhaps a touch of loneliness, howard deepens the kiss then, pushing his tongue into jim's mouth as his other hand comes up, gripping the man's arm with some force. ]

Edited 2017-12-06 16:26 (UTC)

_{[ A gentle shift of his weight pushes Howard back against the nearby
wall, Kirk’s body flush to his. He let out a quiet groan when Howard
deepened the kiss, his own tongue brushing against the other man’s. There
was the temptation to ravage, to leave the other man completely breathless
and dazed, but he restrained himself. Lips and tongue and even the gentle
nibble of teeth teasing at him, wanting Howard to come to him so to speak.
]}

[ oh boy. this isn't the mistletoe anymore, is it? he makes a tiny noise against jim's mouth when his back hits the wall. this is all spiralling out of his control. not that his impulses had ever been easy to control, but this one seems especially spirally.

rather than pull away, like he knows he should and probably can now that they're not under the spell, he loses himself in the moment instead. he knows he's being teased, and that this could easily be used against him later in any manner of cruel ways. but that doesn't seem to matter right now. he parts his lips and takes a shallow breath in through his nose before diving back into the kiss without any hesitation this time. his fingers tighten in kirk's hair as their tongues come together, and this time he doesn't think about stopping until he's literally out of breath. ]

_{[ Kirk wouldn't do that to Howard, use it against him somehow. For
one, he didn't see anything wrong with it, and even if he did tease Howard,
it would never been to hurt him. Kirk groaned when Howard deepened the
kiss, teasing and playing at him with his tongue and the brush of teeth. He
pressed his body in flush to Howard's, kissing harder and harder until
Howard pulled away from him to breathe. He panted, licking his own lips,
fingers moving to stroke along Howard's jaw. ]}

Not the taste I was expecting on you, Howard.

[ his lungs burn pleasantly as he pulls back, finding himself leaning into that hand on his jaw as he slowly regains his sense of sight. the other man blinks back into existence slowly before him, the Christmas lights making an attractively hazy background for the moment. ]

You were-- expecting? [ it takes him a minute to find his voice again, but kirk's statement stupefies him for several reasons. the first of which being that expecting something -- anything -- would mean he'd thought about this before. what he'd planned on being a safe bet may have just been the furthest from. typical, really. his hand comes down out of kirks hair, straightening his already straight lapels for an excuse not to let go just yet. ]

What? You don't imagine what a person might taste like when you're about to kiss them?

_{[ He flashed his teeth at the other in a soft, but sultry smile, his
thumb brushing languidly across Howard's cheek. He let's Howard play with
his lapels, not drawing away, but not forcing him to stay either. He
thought Howard was a bit like Fenris that way - he might panic if he felt
well and truly trapped. ]}

[ his breath draws in sharply and he unhands jim despite the conflict still searing through him. ] Usually I already know they'll taste like whatever drink I just bought them. [ but not kirk. he tasted of something deep, like tobacco but not. masculine, but with the high notes of something sweet. howard glances away as he remembers. ]

_{[ Kirk watched Howard for a moment, not moving to close the distance
again, as if sensing Howard's discomfort. He reached out slowly, touching
their fingers, guiding Howard's fingers to his lips and brushing the back
of his knuckles. ]}

No need for that with me. You know, if you want to do this again.

[ his eyes widen briefly when jim takes his hand, only to send his eyelashes fluttering at that soft brush of lips across his skin. again? but... his gaze snaps up to the other man's. ] I appreciate the thought, pal, but I'm not... [ gay? interested? neither sounds quite right, so he trails off, his throat still feeling exceedingly dry. ]

_{[ He almost quipped that Howard could have fooled him with the way he
kissed and clung to him after. But he reminded himself that was unfair,
especially given the mistletoe, and, he recalled, the era from which Howard
hailed. Even if he did feel that way, or wanted that sort of thing, there
was every likelihood he couldn't even want to admit it to himself or aloud.
That thought itself was enough to anger him some, to think of Howard scared
of anything, like being himself. Which was just him assuming, of course.
]}

Hmm, well, the offer still stands, should you change your mind.

_{[ He paused for a moment again, considering Howard and squeezing his
fingers gently. ]}

It's okay, Howard. No one's going to think poorly of you. It was just some mistletoe. I'm sure it's been happening to a lot of people. And I won't say anything to anyone if you don't want me to.

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