Happy holidays to your lips~

[padadin]

✾ 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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[the_tailor]

Babe, I can give you a whole lot more than five minutes.

[Smirk. He doesn't give Keith a chance to respond before he delves in for a kiss, capturing Keith's lips in his own.]

[tempredmental]

[Yeah. The response died before it began as Keith's opportunity to say something was quickly interrupted by Lance moving in. Keith smiled a bit into the kiss, and then returned it, wrapping his arms around Lance's waist to pull him closer until they were right up against each other.]

[the_tailor]

[God, it feels so good to finally do this. Keith is warm against him, and fits so well in his arms and all that sappy stuff. He definitely can do this for more than five minutes soon.]

[tempredmental]

[Yeah, so he was a little out of practice, but Keith wasn't completely clueless on how to do this, either. While it was a little awkward as he tried to figure out where to go with this with Lance, he adapted pretty quickly, and settled into something that ended up being really really nice.]

[the_tailor]

[He lets his hands slip under Keith's jacket, just to be able to spread across his back proper. No groping, don't worry. Lance keeps up the kisses, running his tongue along Keith's lower lip.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith moved his arms, looping them around Lance's neck so he could hold the back of Lance's head as they kissed. His fingers laced into the other boy's hair. And then Lance essentially licked Keith's mouth. He paused, opening his eyes a bit and quirking an eyebrow.]

Are we licking each other now?

[the_tailor]

[This is amazing. Totally amazing, nothing can stop him now... Except when Keith pulls away and gives him a look. And asks that.

Lance's face grows redder, now more of embarrassment.]

What--it's--we're making out! Kisses aren't just lips smashed together, you know, tongue stuff exists too!

[tempredmental]

I know, but I didn't think magical mistletoe qualified for a show of us doing that tongue stuff behind just heavier kissing.

[Keith was a private person, and he was trying really hard not to get flustered by being forced to make out with Lance in the open like this. He'd much rather save it for a nice moment with just the two of them.]

[the_tailor]

Oh. Um. Okay. Sorry, I--uhhh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--you know, push you or anything!

[Stupid Lance, stupid, he thinks with an internal groan. He's a little too excited about this all.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith shook his head. He didn't want to think about it too hard.]

It's fine. Don't get upset about it.

[And before Lance could protest further, Keith leaned in and kissed him again. And, yeah... he definitely went deeper. It wasn't licking, but there was tongue action in there.]

[the_tailor]

[It's good Keith cut him off there, because Lance was going to probably stammer out more apologies. It's early on enough that he's still afraid he's going to do something dumb to make Keith change his mind about it all, and--

...oh, okay. Yeah. Yeah, he can work with this. Nothing like a good deep kissin' to drown all those insecurities. He kisses Keith back the best he can, moving one of his hands to cup the back of his head, tangling into the mess of black hair.]

[tempredmental]

[It probably helped that Keith was doing a lot to try and control his knee-jerk reactions more around Lance than he used to. He was entirely aware he had a crazy short temper, and he honestly didn't want to hurt Lance's feelings about things just because he snapped straight to anger over something that was likely just a misunderstanding.

At some point, they did hit that five minute mark for the making out, and the mistletoe let them go. Keith did pull back a bit, and gave Lance a small smile.]

Want to continue this elsewhere?

[the_tailor]

Yes. Yeah, yeah, definitely.

[Score one for Lance! If Keith wanted to continue make out fun times, he was definitely doing something right. He sneaks one little quick kiss before taking his hand.]

Your place or mine?

[tempredmental]

[Keith smiled as Lance kissed him again, and then squeezed his hand in return.]

We can go to mine.

[the_tailor]

Awesome. Sounds great. Told you I'd give you more than just five minutes.

[Grin.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith smiled back, and then gave Lance's hand a little tug for him to follow, leading him back to the Huntress.]

[the_tailor]

[He follows along like the good boy he is, yes, thank you very much. It's hard to not sneak more kisses here and there along the way; Lance tells himself that'd just delay them actually getting to Keith's room. But it's still difficult!]

[tempredmental]

[Keith seemed to know what kind of hold he had over Lance at the moment. But, he behaved, and they got to his cabin quickly enough. Keith pulled Lance inside with him, closing the door behind them.]

[the_tailor]

[Oh, that's not fair. This early, and Keith knows the kind of control he has over Lance? Not fair at all.

As soon as the door is closed, Lance pulls him back right up against him and dives down for more kisses.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith guided him over to the bed. It would be more comfortable than standing the whole time, at least. And there could be cuddling. That would be good. Of course, being a little out of practice, it wasn't the smoothest transition from standing to snuggling, but it happened all the same.]

[the_tailor]

[Snuggling is good. Snuggling is great, even. He cuddles right up to his boyfriend, wrapping an arm around him as he goes back to kissing.

It's cool if they never have to leave this bed again, right? Yeah?]

[tempredmental]

[If only... but that just meant they'd have to enjoy the cuddling and kissing as much as they could for now.]

[the_tailor]

Mm.

[He separates away just long enough to speak a little.]

You have no idea how happy I am.

[tempredmental]

Why don't you show me, then?

[Keith gave Lance an amused smirk.]