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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[vecellio]

[She's adorable, let's be honest.]

I suppose you have a point.

[Francesco, for his part, tips his head down and gives her the sweetest, most inoffensive and gentle kiss he can manage, a chaste press of his lips against hers.

That seems to do the trick!]

[birchcore]

[ and he is quite sweet. ]

[ oh! that was rather nice. bethany is pleasantly surprised once it's over, and she finds herself smiling. it's amazing what a break in the ice and the ability to move can do to relax her. ]

That was.. [ wonderful? yes. ] Thank you.

[vecellio]

[O-oh, now he's the one feeling shy. Was that sort of a compliment? He'd like to think that it was, so he'll just go ahead and... think that. Yes. And now he's the one feeling shy.]

You are most welcome.

[birchcore]

[ that is exactly what it was. her cheeks are still tinted with a little bit of color. if this is what indulging in this tradition is like, it's not so bad at all. ]

I didn't know it would be as nice as that. But it was.

[ as can be easily surmised, this has been bethany's first. ]

[vecellio]

[He is... he is definitely starting to catch on to that. Oh dear. He hadn't ever given anyone their first kiss. Always second fiddle, Francesco. And dear darling friend to the courtesans as well.

So, yes. This is quite new.]

Normally they are a little bit... more.

[birchcore]

[ for them both. not an unpleasant kind of new by any means, though. ]

What do you mean?

[ why is she so curious? ]

[vecellio]

That was hardly a kiss.

[Look, how does he tell that innocent, adorable young woman that whores taught him to kiss?

He doesn't.

But he leans back in, aiming a kiss for her cheek.]

For example... This is how we greet people in Italy.

[birchcore]

It wasn't?

[ that might not entirely surprise her. she knows a pirate queen who's send her wicked letters and novels for six years in the gallows. but reading something and putting it into practice with no experience to speak of are quite different matters entirely.

her cheeks redden again at the 'greeting' he gives her. this isn't a member of her family doing it, which is different. again, not in a bad way. ]

Are there any words spoken along with it?

[ if she's to learn how to greet him in the manner he's used to, she might as well do so properly. words and all, if there are any. ]

[vecellio]

[Hey, scantily clad women with hearts of gold definitely have a place in his heart. He'd understand.

But, still. It's a gentle enough kiss.]

No, not particularly. People simply greet each other, say hello. And where you are from? How do people greet each other?

[birchcore]

[ in hers, as well. ]

[ since there's no verbal greeting to go with it then, she leans forward and gently places a kiss upon his cheek. ]

Well, hello then, I suppose. [ her eyes sparkle with good humor. ]

We say hello and sometimes shake hands.

[vecellio]

[Well, a little kiss returned makes Francesco shy up slightly. It's just a cultural exchange program over here, isn't it.]

Shaking hands is normal where I am from, as well, though a hug is suitable as well.

[birchcore]

[ right! she can notice a slight change, and is puzzled. ]

Most folk don't hug strangers where I'm from. It's something for friends, or family to express their affection.

[ but she's just kissed him! she can be a rebel and hug him. ]