it's friday, friday...

[guardiandevil]

FRIDAY FACE SUCKING MEME

❤ COMMENT with your characters.
❤ COMMENT to characters with who they should make out with (ANON also cool!)
❤ Everyone makes out with everyone else in the comments.
❤ All is hideous.
❤ Underage characters can choose a different action, such as FRIDAY DATE NIGHT!
❤ NO ONE IS LATE YOU HAVE TO KISS ZOIDBERG IF YOU SAY YOU ARE LATE!!

Comments

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

[IN THAT MOMENT he's being as gentle as possible while slipping in as much tongue as possible.

Because he can.]

[diesarock]

[Oh well that, that is not attempted murder at all! Which is nice. And the kissing itself isn't bad. It's warm (more than warm) and it tingles, ghost hairs prickling across her neck and shoulders. Her hands don't push, they curl around fabric, and her toes follow suit even as she leans more weight on them, unsteady. Her mouth yields open with a quiet, unexpected sound, surprise and release; an inconsequential thing.

Dammit Eddie stop being so good at this.]

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

[No never. Because he likes working with lovely things, and he likes taking control, so Terra's soft reaction only inspires him to gently stroke back any wisps of hair and pull lightly at her bottom lip.]

[diesarock]

[Oh well fine, be that way, but letting go of control doesn't mean passivity. Her hands climb to shoulders, pulling him down, pulling her up, something closer. Her breath shakes from a ticklish shiver at the touch.]

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

[That's a sensation that intrigues Eddie -- the anticipation, the urging -- and he responds in kind. Wandering fingers stroke from hair across cheek and shoulder, pulling her closer. His arm tenses with warmth between them.]

[diesarock]

[With the way she dresses, most everywhere he touches is bare skin. Her face, her shoulders, her back, her arms, her neck; a straight flush. It's an unfair advantage. Bare fingers card through his hair, fingernails against scalp.]

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He hisses a sigh -- one halfway content, but still wanting. Still possessive. His teeth graze her tongue, his manner a touch more aggressive. A touch less gentlemanly.]

[diesarock]

[Her inhale is both sharp and cut short at the change; her body tightens, with fingernails pressing harder, lifting herself higher on her feet and the hand at his shoulder pushing down for leverage, leaning against him. The twinges of warmth are a steady pulse of heat now, a second heart chasing after the first.]