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!

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

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[introuble]

[ oh bahh, so much for saving face through this. of course it could be worse, there are much worse things than being stuck under mistletoe with a knight who's actually pretty charming in a medieval way and it's so absurd that she can't help but duck her face for a second, eventually reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear before she nods and looks up again ]

It could be, certainly.

[ except there's this ( not-so ) tiny voice that sounds an awful lot like Peter Parker in the back of her mind which is kind of rocking her with guilt. but it's not like that! they're stuck. so. what else can they do? oh god, she'll have to tell Peter later. that's going to be awkward. ]

So, um. Do you have any objections to the female making the first move?

[ SO SHE'LL KEEP THINGS LIGHT. HA HA HA SEE HOW EASY THIS IS? no big deal! none at all! ]

[king]

[ Arthur pretends to think about it. ]

Yes.

[ And then he puts a hand at her hip, slides another to the back of her neck, and tugs her in to be kissed. ]

[ It's not as though he doesn't have his own Gwen, with whom things are uncertain but also steady enough that he knows this isn't quite this side of honourable. But surely there's no true harm in a kiss, when it's nothing more than a way to free themselves. And if he makes it sweet, if he parts his lips for her, it's surely only to make the whole experience more bearable. ]

[introuble]

[ oh!

it takes her a second to respond - sort of like being pushed when she's not ready for it - and she reels a bit before she manages to kiss him back. if she favors his bottom lip, it's not because she means to sort of rush along exactly, it's just that he's taller and when his lips part it seems natural to do so. her hands end up sort of holding onto his arms, one near his shoulder, the other gripping his forearm, because it seems wrong to not do anything with her hands, but also kind of tricky because pulling him any closer would be. bad. most likely. so his arms! right! arms are safe. right?

thinking is hard when you're kissing someone new, that's her final conclusion here. ]

[king]

[ for all that it's a nice kiss, he also makes it a relatively short one, pulling back with a soft exhale. ]

Well.

[ abruptly he thinks to let her go, and does so, taking his hands back and stepping away from hers. ]

Thank you.

[ he says it very gravely. it's probably the most awkward and unnecessary thanks in the whole universe. ]