Let us kiss WITH TONGUES!

[backatthehotel]

THE "NOW KISS" MEME


❤ COMMENT with your characters.
❤ COMMENT to characters with who they should make out with. Anon is more than okay.
❤ Or if you want to do makeouts without someone telling you to, that is fine too!
❤ Everyone makes out with everyone else in the comments.
❤ Tongue is optional, but wins you bonus points.
❤ Underage characters can choose a different action, like painting each others' nails or exchanging cutesy nicknames.
Rules semi-stolen from Ali, yes

Comments

[hexappeal]

[(Anonymous)]

tony stark makes you feel

[hexappeal]

Oh, okay...

[(Anonymous)]

han solo

[hexappeal]

Gladly.

[phobic]

Hello, Zatanna.

[what is this why does he feel awkward and 17 again, he is a grown man]

[hexappeal]

Hey. What's up?

[Great feeling, isn't it?]

[phobic]

[the greatest. He just stares at her face for a second, a penetrating expression that suggests he's trying to memorize her every feature, then.]

...please promise me something.

[hexappeal]

[She's just... confused. She averts her eyes in that kind of, sort of uncomfortable way, then looks at him again. It's a good thing he said something; silence would have been too much.]

That would really depend on what you want me to promise you, but I assure you I'll consider whatever it may be.

[phobic]

Just don't kill me.

[and then he's leaning forward, pressing a bold--but brief--kiss to her lips, a hand coming up to rest at her shoulder. He doesn't bother trying to form plans to get away after--there's nowhere on earth he could conceivably hide from Zatanna provoked to wrath. It's out of his hands, now.]

[hexappeal]

I'll try not to.

[Oh crap, what is he planning that he's saying that? What is he going to--oh. That was a little underwhelming. Narrowing her eyes and raising an eyebrow, she tilts her head to the side, studying him. She makes no motion to push him away and when she speaks, her words aren't backwards:] Honestly, if you're going to be bold, you might as well push your luck.

[WHAT THE HELL, WHY NOT? He was polite about it, might as well reward his bravery. Zatanna removes his hand from her shoulder and slides it to her hip while slipping her free hand over his cheek. She leans in and softly presses her lips to his, offering him something less chaste.]

[phobic]

Wha--[for a man highly attuned to the methods and motives of others, he's flabbergasted by this response, and greedily leans in a little, still sure in his bones that she's lining him up for a killshot...

But you know, if he dies feeling like this, it's not all bad.]

Mmmm.

[Push your luck, huh. That means his other hand's reaching up to sift his fingers through her hair, trying to ...scientifically determine if it was as soft as it looked. Yes.]

[hexappeal]

[She's in the business of surprise and shock. Perhaps the next time the unexpected will be expected.

She gives it a little longer before pulling away (just far enough), eyes slowly fluttering open. Yeah, Zee placed that kind of trust in him. She ducks her head coyly, smiling.] So, uh, what was that about?