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THE MISTLETOE MEME

*post with your characters
*respond to others
* make it hideous.
*But nothin' too dirty with the kids.
*Seriously.
*Ceiling Superman is watching you.
*Remind Caitlin to go to sleep before 4am so these sorts of things don't happen anymore.

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[glance down at his crotch, and then she looks back to his face, cocking an eyebrow.]

Is a traditional kiss acceptable?

[pause, and then:]

Your name is Wade?

Duh to the second one, and 'only if you're boring' to the first one.

The only name I was given was Deadpool.

And I am not boring, I would just prefer not to have my mouth anywhere near your lower half.

You got somethin' against my lower half?

Yes. It is not to associate with my upper half.

Wow. Who'da thunk Immortals would be prudes about the number before 70?

I've never been called a prude before. I simply don't know you well enough for our opposing halves to mingle.

Look, I gotta healing factor, so I don't get Social Diseases. Don't worry about Immortal Itches.

Where are you on our matching halves, then?

[raises an eyebrow.]

I'm not opposed to matching our matching halves--our upper matching halves.

Wouldn't that leave our lower matching halves all lonely and cold?

[Deadpan.] They'll survive.

Ah, but there is more to life than mere survival...

[she decides that's enough of that, and takes half a step closer to him, doing her best to be face-to-face with him, though alas, she is short.]

Am I to kiss you, or not?

I'm down wit dat, although I could go get you a stepladder first if you want. Or we could go get horizontal instead of vertical... although chances are I'd be at least perpendicular, tell the truth...

[ignoring him, she reaches up to place her hands on either side of his head and pull him down towards her.]

[He, instead, scoops his arms beneath hers to hoist her up to him, before locking lips together.]

[surprised, but not so much that she doesn't react. her arms go around his neck to hold herself up as she kisses him. watch out for those teeth, they're sharp.]

[Not a problem. Wade's never been afraid of a little pain or a little blood. But he spins a little and pins her back to the wall as he drags his tongue along those sharp teeth. Seeing if she's prepared for something beyond the 'traditional.']

[She lets him move her around at first, but the second his tongue goes towards the points of her teeth, she snarls deep in her throat and grips him tight. Then she's the one flipping his back to the wall, holding him there.]

[tricky mynx, getting leverage when not even on her feet, but snarls are always hot. His tongue still probes - fangs like a vampire, or just sharp dentures like a shark?]

[That's what walls are for. Anyway, she uses her own tongue to try and push his away from her teeth. They're real, promise. And really sharp, too.]

[his tongue finally obeys, if only to draw hers between his lips. And when exactly did his hands find her tush?]

[That's okay with her, at least it's better than the possibility of tasting blood, ick. And she feels those hands there, don't worry. One hand goes up to cup the back of his head, holding him in place. You know this is getting less and less traditional by the second.]

[Which means it's time to test her adamance about the lower halves with a grind up against her]

[Have another snarl. She locks her knees around his waist, trying to stop him from grinding more because she does not want.]