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[symmachy]

SATURDAY 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 SATURDAY DATE NIGHT!
❤ NO ONE IS LATE.
❤ In honor of this being my 3 year C&Cversary/Sweetest Day!
❤ Stolen from everybody, and dedicated to all.

Comments

[hexappeal]

Why, hello there. [Wait, is she allowed to flirt with him, or is he going to get pissy with her?]

[doubleoohbaby]

Darling. [Oh, he's being flirty too, according to that eyebrow arch. Must mean she's allowed.]

[hexappeal]

[Until he starts being bratty about it, at least.]

Trying brunette for a while, I see. Personally, I've always preferred blondes... [Just, a subtle push that she prefers him as he truly is.] But I could grow used to this. [And the accent.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[As if he's ever a brat.]

You'll just have get used to this for a while. [As in like the few minutes until he gets bored, but for now, he's sliding over (not entirely smoothly, he's nots used to this body) and curling an arm around her.]

[hexappeal]

[(eyeroll)]

I suppose I could. [Being this close to different men is nothing new to her, but she still is thinking of him as James. It's a strange feeling. The height, the build. Looks, voice. It was less odd when she wasn't as attached to him. She still playfully bumps her hip against him.] You know, I've got a boyfriend. [She hates that word. So juvenile. But it'll do.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[He might just be letting his hands wander just a little, mostly because dat ass is impossible to resist no matter what form he's in.] Mm, he must be very lucky. [Nuzzling in against her neck; his gestures are still typically him, at least.]

[hexappeal]

[She leans into him. Perhaps, enjoying this game a little too much, she keeps up the game. Why not, after all?] I'd like to think he is. [Because saying she's the lucky one would mean pushing him away and breaking the illusion. She slides an arm over her shoulder to the back of his head, purring lowly.]

[doubleoohbaby]

I'll have to congratulate him. [Already congratulating himself as he leans in, curling an arm around her waist while his other hand snakes upwards to the back of her head for his fingers to curl lazily into her hair. No surprise that he's soon leaning in for a kiss, head tilted slightly and mostly behaving himself.]

[hexappeal]

I can't say that would be a wise decision on your part. [She does quite enjoy these little games, although this would be the first where it's not preplanned (and, admittedly, she enjoys a bit of roleplaying on her part, too). It feels like now would be a good opportunity to swoon, so she manages to do so without seeming forced while simultaneously pressing her hips against his in a way that is unbecoming of a woman of any age where anyone may see it. Her lips are another story, more chaste and innocent to offset the rest.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[Roleplaying is the spice of life, especially according to these two, and James understands that's all this is. He's apparently managed to come to terms with the idea that he can change his looks without Zee falling madly in love with another version of himself. And with that paranoia out of the way, look what he can do. He's all too willing to press his body into her, puring out his agreement in the back of his throat and, without much waiting around, flicking his tongue forward against her lips.]

[hexappeal]

[She can only imagine what manner of things her friends must think goes on behind closed doors between her and James. They probably suspect things to be much more strange than they really are, but she would quite frankly enforce that notion, if only for the shock value.

Of course, they're all pretty vanilla. What may be worthy of a jaw-drop to them might be a rather normal, milquetoast evening for them.

There will be no mention of his miraculous new confidence as she'd rather not build those worries up again (even if she originally had -- perhaps! -- meant just a tiny bit to instill them in him). Her lips part and instead of inviting him in, she gently nips at his tongue with the force of one who has some practice; there will be no bruising or bleeding. As quickly as she'd started, she's stopped and is on him again, wickedly smiling against his mouth.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[Vanilla is a loose term for what they get up to, but they're both old and experienced enough these days to have got a lot of the crazy shit out of their systems long ago. Oh, James certainly likes to experiment, but a lot of that was done in his twenties. These days he can just enjoy the memories of all that he's learnt and put it into practise. Lucky Zee and lucky him.

The nip has him hissing out lightly in protest, his tongue curling back to avoid further abuse while his brows furrow heavily. Not a frown, not quite, just a mild sulk at her little game. It's not long before he's trying his luck again though, questing forward a lot more cautiously, while he distracts with wandering hands, dropping one to grope for dat ass. If he's going to look like Connery, he might as well keep up some of that misogyny while he's at it. Ass gropes and rough kisses are a staple for all retro assholes.]