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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[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.]

[diabolarchy]

[Satanick chuckles at her enthusiasm and follows behind.

Satanick's castle is a grand place, by which I mean it's ostentatious and glittering and there are torches everywhere on the walls because the world tends to get dark. It's also very large and easy to get lost in.]

This way.

[dollphilia]

[She squints a bit. In all honesty, it looked pretty tacky to her. Lights in every direction...way too much, if one had to ask Three.

On the bright (/badumtish) side, there might be a lot more strange things to see around here.

In an effort to stick close by, she grabs onto part of his cape and tried to match his steps.]

This place...what's it like?

[diabolarchy]

This world? Hm, it's a pitch-dark world where anyone's free to do whatever they want. I rule the demons but I don't do a lot of interfering, except [when he's bored] when I have to step in.

[dollphilia]

Ohhh. And those demons, how are they like?

[diabolarchy]

Violent, mostly self-interested, eccentric, a wonderful race. Couldn't pick any better people to be in charge of.

[dollphilia]

Hm, I see.

What else is found here?

[diabolarchy]

Let's see, we have plenty of humans... And there's angels that Fumus rules over, but naturally we don't mix. [They're not heretics like that Etihw and Kcalb.] Aside from those and the Mogekos, that's most of the population.

[dollphilia]

[Her eyes light up, so much so that they outshined all the torches here.]

Humans are here too... [There's a slight, soft chuckle.] Your world is very lovely, indeed.

[diabolarchy]

So glad you like it. [So stay a while, he thinks, but doesn't want to sound desperate. Play it cool, Satanick.]

[dollphilia]

[Guess what, Satanick?]

I want to stay here.

[To study and hack up the denizens of the place. Such wonderful observations to be had...and possible dolls.]

Is it all right?

[diabolarchy]

[This is the luckiest day of his life.]

Of course! Stay as long as you wish.

[dollphilia]

[A smile adorns her face, even bigger then the previous one.]

Excellent.

[She moves closer to him, letting go of his cape and grabbing hold of his arm whilst tenderly squeezing it just a bit. She doesn't say anything, as she simply rests her head against his arm.]

[diabolarchy]

[My person I just met can't be this cute...!

Satanick smiles again, more gently, as he wraps his cape around her.]

[dollphilia]

[Oh, my. Such a gentlemen.

She's still silent, though her other arm loops around his and holds it close against her chest.]

[diabolarchy]

[What a very nice chest it is. He tries not to get caught looking.]

[dollphilia]

[Squish squish, Satanick-kun.]

[diabolarchy]

[It's getting hard. As well as other things.]

I realize it's a bit late, but I didn't catch your name?

[dollphilia]

Three. And yours?

[diabolarchy]

[He doesn't even blink at the name - he's heard weirder.]

Satanick. The pleasure's all mine.

[dollphilia]

All yours, hm? Can I see it?

[Because this corridor is starting to feel endless, yo.]

[diabolarchy]

[Thankfully the door's right there. He opens it for her.]

After you.

[Satanick's bedroom is appropriately lavish, with the bed being enormous and very comfortable for sleep and other activities. Mostly other activities.]