Mistletoe Meme

[misheard]

It's not close to the holidays at all, but sometimes you just have to magically force people to kiss. So it's the holidays now. I said so.

> Pick someone from my Muselist
> Pick the time and setting
> You are now stuck under a plant with them and must kiss before leaving
> Kissing does not have to be on the mouth
> Sometimes Hot Makeouts?!

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[dollphilia]

Hm...I see.

[She yawns, before she goes back to horn-stroking.]

Intoners are goddesses. Or it's what people think we are.

[diabolarchy]

I've met some goddesses in my day, but they don't usually call themselves that. So what's the difference?

[dollphilia]

We utilize singing as our weapons.

[Not that it stops Three from getting a confused look as she considers it.]

...I don't know why we're labeled like that, really. We simply brought peace to the land, it's nothing too special.

[diabolarchy]

Now don't sell yourself short, peace is a marvelous thing to have. Temporary, but wonderful while it lasts.

[dollphilia]

Mm, I suppose.

[Despite those words, her tone's apathetic; when she does finally look up and see the mistletoe, she raises a brow once more.]

...how long has that been there?

[diabolarchy]

Since before we both showed up. You're familiar with the tradition?

[Oho.]

[dollphilia]

No.

[Because Christmas doesn't exist in Drakengard, apparently.]

What is it?

[diabolarchy]

It's mistletoe. Two people caught under it have to kiss, it's tradition.

[It's also probably magic, given how stuck he is.]

[dollphilia]

That so? Well then...

[Three's mouth curves slightly upward as a hand stops caressing his horn and gently trails down until it reaches the side of his face; she cups his cheek and leans in close, her lips just almost touching his ear. With a low, breathy whisper-]

Go ahead.

1/2

[diabolarchy]

[Excuse him while his head goes explodey. He'll need a moment or two to recover.]

[diabolarchy]

Well, if you insist...

[He turns enough to reach her lips, gently leaning in towards her. Aaah, but she's so, so cute...!]

[dollphilia]

[Oh, Satanick. It's a rare thing for Three to be amused, but you did it.

In fact, she's so amused, she'll move right in for an immediate deep kiss.]

[diabolarchy]

[He is so okay with this development. Slightly surprised but so okay with it.

So yeah, that's some making out going on there. Let us know when you're done, guys.]

[dollphilia]

[Done? Ohhh, she's just getting started.

Makes it even deeper and tugs lightly on his hair, yo.]

[diabolarchy]

[She gets pettings of her own hair for that. So lovely. So cute. So forward with the kissing.]

[dollphilia]

[Meanwhile, an arm moves behind his back, with finger tracing down his spine.

How she hasn't lost air yet, the world may never know.]

[diabolarchy]

[Who knows? He's certainly glad for it, though, as he won't need air any time soon. Or want it. Kissing is infinitely superior to breathing.

He tugs her a little closer by the shoulder.]

[dollphilia]

[Is that the side of her leg going up and down on his? That sure does look like it.

She probably let out a little moan too.]

[diabolarchy]

[So okay with these developments.

Is his hand sliding from her shoulder down her back and lower than is generally considered polite? Yes. Yes it is.]

[slides in a reaction, oops] 1/2

[scarfphiliac]

[Ah yes, today seemed to be a lovely day for a stroll.

Except this isn't Reficul, but welp, even Ivlis likes to talk a walk on a rare occasion, so he's taking one with absolutely no distractions whatsoever.]

[scarfphiliac]

[Except when he turns around the corner, oops.]

..............?!!

[HOLY FUCKING SHIT, ABORT, ABORT.

MADE HIS WAY DOWNTOWN, WALKED TOO FAST, BACKING AWAY THE HELL FASTER, G O O D B Y E.]

[diabolarchy]

[Noticing Ivlis out of the corner of his eye gets Satanick to break the kiss, if only so he can properly laugh at his reaction.

He turns his attention back to this beautiful woman here quickly, though.]

I suppose we should take this somewhere less public.

[dollphilia]

[Dammit man, she was really getting into the moment. Not that Three ever did get mad, much so less as miffed, so she merely nods.]

All right.

[diabolarchy]

[Home's too far to walk, so he opens up a swirling portal to his castle.]

Ladies first.

[dollphilia]

...

[Holy shit, her day just keeps getting better and better.

HELL YEAH, SHE JUMPS IN. And almost crashes to the ground, but somehow, she keeps her balance because Intoners are weird like that.]