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[centurybaby]

seven minutes in heaven meme!

❤ post as your characters. ❤ ❤ other characters OR anon reply with another character's name! ❤ ❤ your character makes out with that character for at least 7 comments! ❤ ❤ underage characters can awkwardly hold hands. ❤

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[waiting]

[ at this point, he's not really sure what to do next. the pliancy is a surprise, given how uncompromisingly aggressive she is in all other aspects of her life, but then perhaps that should be why it's not a surprise at all. madison didn't seem like much of a kissing person.

shit, and thinking about a girl's boyfriend-who-isn't-here is probably the last thing he should be doing right now, so he wrenches his mind away from it and concentrates on the warm body under his lips and under his hands. if he shuts his eyes, he can forget about how alien she is for a while, just treat her like he would any other girl on her first time.

he presses a little harder, lips slightly parted, and his fingers tighten into her hips, waiting for a cue about what exactly he's supposed to be doing here -- because she'd said to allow her to try again, instead of him taking the lead. ]

[heartlessglitch]

[ if she were mechanical still-- if she were a robot-- the literal gears would be turning, her computerized brain would be taking everything in, all the little details, from the exact temperature of his skin to how many times he respires. she'd be calculating the best way to do this, like solving a mathematical equation, organizing all her data and executing a plan.

but she's soft and as human-like as she'll ever be right now, so it's instinct that wins over logic, and her kiss becomes exploratory first, then bold-- and perhaps without entirely meaning to, she catches her teeth on his lower lip, biting. ]

[waiting]

[ it gets her a startled grunt, but he doesn't pull away. his fingers twitch on her hips before they settle again, like he's caught off guard but not unpleasantly, and his cheeks flush a little with a warmth he sure as hell hopes she doesn't feel. he hadn't thought he could blush any more than he already was.

he goes along with it, though, taking a breath before moving close again, letting her know he's just fine. ]

[heartlessglitch]

[ and she's a little fascinated by it, that response, and it shows in the attentiveness of her eyes, how focused she is on him, the way he exhales and moves back close, the color in his face.

she lifts one hand to brush her thumb over his lower lip where she bit him before leaning in again, trying the opposite, kissing him soft instead of hard, with the sort of controlled gentleness a machine just shouldn't have. ]

[waiting]

[ the softer kiss gets a better response, if the way bradbury's shoulders relax is any indication. he still feels awkward as hell about it, no getting around that, but this would be awkward with anyone.

if anything, it's a relief that she doesn't seem to care, at least not in the way a human would. it's somehow less embarrassing.

he's probably getting too bold for his own good, here, but after a moment, he responds by letting the tip of his tongue run along her bottom lip -- a motion almost as controlled as her own, and then it's gone. ]

[heartlessglitch]

[ it makes her pause with her lips just slightly parted when she feels the brief sweep of his tongue, as if she's a little caught off guard by the sensation, leaving her uncertain for a moment before she licks her own lips, moistening them before leaning to kiss him again. it's soft still, like she's learned already from the way his posture eased before, and she lingers close for a few long moments more.

it's mimicry, maybe, or curious when she lets her tongue dip just past his lips, catching smooth teeth before she leans away, speaking quietly but steadily: ]

Perhaps that was sufficient.

[waiting]

Guh. [ bradbury answers, intelligently, and then he scrapes his brain where it's clearly splattered all over the floor, clears his throat, and adjusts his coat lapels. ]

Hold on, lemme see.

[ when he turns to push at the door, he doesn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved that it swings out so easily. ]

[heartlessglitch]

[ her eyes narrow a little in the light, adjusting as she lingers in the door way to glance around briefly before she finally steps out. pausing, she glances over her shoulder at him.

at length, a bit unreadably: ]

Your assistance is appreciated. Thank you.

[ as if they hadn't just kissed their way out of a closet at all. ]

[waiting]

Uh -- sure, anytime.

[ it takes him a bit for his brain to catch up with how that sounds. ]

I mean--

[heartlessglitch]

[ the shape of her mouth changes just a little. it's almost wry-- almost amused? it wouldn't be so hard to tell if she would ever just smile.

maybe it's her idea of a joke to respond the way that she does. ]

Perhaps without the closet, in the future.