Mistletoe Meme

[godofthemachine]

Huh... There's a mistletoe right above you... That's weird, it's Decemb-- oh wait. December is the perfect time to get stuck under the mistletoe with someone. And look! There's a someone else stuck with you under there right now! And, of course, you both can't move until you kiss one another (Of course, not specifying where that kiss needs to happen).

Let's start off December with a little holiday cheer!

RULES:
»POST with your character.
»SPECIFY Prefs, if any.
»TAG all the people!

 

This was lovingly stolen from bakerstreet and I feel like AX needs to celebrate the holidays too.

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[deprecate]

[ World's fastest thread or world's fastest thread? Cillian trails fingers lightly over Noah's collarbone. ]

'Lo.

[skindeep]

[It's almost like cheating. Noah's eyes crinkle as he tries to shuffle closer. Surely the mistletoe will let them get closer.]

Hello. Lovely weather we're having.

[There is no weather. That was always just Noah's idea of a pick-up line.]

[deprecate]

[ Cillian just leans forward, resting both his arms on Noah's broad shoulders, but doesn't kiss him yet. ]

So the ship's wanting us to kiss people, now.

[skindeep]

Is it?

[Noah purses his lips thoughtfully, a broad hand hand appearing at the small of Cillian's back.]

What a coincidence, I was just thinking about kissing someone myself.

[deprecate]

Yeah?

[ Cillian's voice goes a little rougher. ]

Who'd that be, then.

[skindeep]

A certain beautiful Irish boy.

[Noah hums, leans forward to press his lips against Cillian's forehead.]

[deprecate]

Cheater.

[ Cillian snorts, fond, because that single kiss is good enough for the mistletoe, but not for him. He catches the back of Noah's head and draws him in for a proper kiss, soft mouth opening for it. ]

[skindeep]

That was just a warm-up.

[Noah grins before letting Cillian take control of him, pulling him in for a deeper, sweeter kiss. He lifts Cillian's lighter frame off the ground a little, touching their foreheads together when it breaks.]

Remind me to thank the ship for such an excellent idea.

[deprecate]

Mm.

[ Cillian's tongue darts over his lower lip, tasting the last of Noah as they catch their breath. His eyes are dark, voice rich with implication. ]

You'd better be willing to finish what you start, Noah.

[ They can move again, so he breaks them apart, links their hands together, and drags him off to get some privacy. Mistletoe sorted. ]