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i said i wanted to rp smooches
1. first kiss 💘 the classic. maybe you've wanted to kiss them since you first met, or maybe you're just now realizing how you feel toward them. either way, the time is finally right... 2. mistletoe 💘 it's the most wonderful time of the year, and what better way to spend it than under that one holiday plant with someone special? the mistletoe can be either normal or the wacky "you're stuck together until you kiss" variety, whichever you feel at the time. 3. new years 💘 another favorite tradition. there's something magical about ringing in the new year with a kiss, whether you're in the crowd watching the festivities, out for a late night dinner, or curled up together at home. maybe you could come up with some resolutions together, too. 4. spin the bottle 💘 a party game that everyone knows, even if they've never played it before. it was all fun and games until your turn to spin ended with it pointing at them. if you guys are dating, it's a lot less awkward. if not... well, the bottle has spoken. 5. in the rain 💘 a light rain starts to fall during the middle of whatever you two were out doing. maybe there's something about the droplets in their hair that sets something aflutter within you... or maybe you just really liked that one scene from the first spider-man movie. an umbrella is optional. 6. just friends 💘 you don't always need to be in a relationship to kiss someone! if you're the physically affectionate type, maybe a friendly kiss is just your way of showing you care about someone. 7. seven minutes in heaven 💘 the premise: you and your partner have been stuck into a closet, whether by your friends during a party or by some unseen magical force. the condition: the door's not supposed to open unless you kiss for at least seven minutes. what do you do? 8. farewell 💘 sometimes things must come to an end; sometimes they were never meant to be. whether one of you is moving, things didn't work out, or...well, something more tragic, there's a very real possibility that you won't get to see them in a while... or ever again. try and make it count. 9. wildcard 💘 got something in mind that doesn't quite fit one of the above prompts? totally fine! just toss something up and i'll be more than happy to play whatever smooches you want ♥ |
gs forgive me for my transgressions (i'll get to the others after work)
a hand slips from Fang's cheek to cup the hand over Vanille's own, her body tensing as she feels the older Pulsian's fingers pressed against the tender skin of her neck. it's such a foreign, almost dreamlike feeling to know she's sharing such a vulnerable, intimate moment with Fang... and to have her affections returned in kind, with no room for uncertainty in the exchange.
as much as she'd like to keep kissing Fang, though, she can't resist whispering a quiet tease, just as she's always done,]
How long've you been waiting to do that?
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[Fang could answer that teasing whisper with one of her own, as is almost natural for her. Instead, after a beat, the older Pulsian opts to break their teasing cycle with something significantly more candid. Her smile quirks a little more towards amused as she closes her eyes for a few seconds, shoulders shaking with a silent little laugh. The closest Fang ever got to sheepish was 'not very,' but elements of it were there.]
That one's... hard to put my finger on; it sorta crept up me. Guess I first noticed it... two and a half years ago? So, sometime before then.
[It seemed silly to add that 'and a half' bit, but Fang remembered the moment in question vividly: in the early hours before dawn at the end of the winter solstice holiday, sitting in front of one of the fire pits with Vanille half-asleep on her shoulder, absentmindedly stroking the smaller girl's hair and watching the firelight play off of it...]
[Aside from the memorable sense of happiness and serenity, it came as a bit of a shock to realize she had something of an attraction to her (admittedly younger) best friend.]
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she begins to wonder how long it had been since she'd realized she might have had something more than just a friendly crush on her lifelong partner. perhaps it was after one of the festivals vanille had loved so much growing up, when fang had let her take home a baby chocobo; the older girl claimed she didn't want it stinking up the place, but vanille would bite her tongue to stop herself from giggling in the moments she'd caught a genuine smile on fang's face, when she ruffled the bird's feathers and thought vanille wasn't looking. or maybe the time a half-amused, half-irritated fang had taken the time to comfort her when a nearby group of imps and ahrimans had cast enough thundaras to make her think she was going to die in the worst thunderstorm to ever hit gran pulse, endlessly switching tones between soothing and admonishing.
oerbans—gran pulsians in general, to be honest—always placed much more emphasis on family than romantic partners... maybe that's why it had taken vanille so long to notice?
for as much as she'd like to respond to fang's heartfelt recollection in kind, she cannot help but playfully fire back with,]
If I'd always known how good of a kisser you are, I wish I could have noticed sooner.
these stupid emotes made me laugh, noted here for posterity
[Still, her honest smile slips into a playful smirk, and she runs her thumb along Vanille's jaw.]
Damn shame, right? Guess makin' up for lost time's all we can do.
[It's a risk, of course, staying out here with their attention so diverted, but Fang figured there'd be fewer creatures on the prowl with how damnably hot it was. That, and knowing moments alone with Vanille would be few and far between once they returned, swept back into densely populated buildings and too-busy routines.]
casts raise on everything
love is a dangerous thing, but right now, vanille could not feel any safer than being here with fang.]
Soooo... why waste any more, yeah?
[and with a giggle even more girlish than the ones she is already known for among all the villagers of oerba, in one swift movement, vanille straightens up, grasps fang's face between both of her hands, and presses her lips against fang's once more.]
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[But that wasn't the case. Fang's heartrate hadn't slowed any, spurred on by excitement and anticipation and calloused hands and soft, warm lips. She's always been an extremely passionate person, and she's easily swept up in the rush, humming low in her throat and deepening the kiss before too long.]
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Ooh, you naughty girl, you...
[and after that, her lips are on fang's just as quickly as they'd left. the thrill of fang returning her affections lifts her spirits higher than anything else ever could. the villagers of oerba have always been a close-knit family... but this bond between just the two of them means so much more than that, doesn't it?
now that she's sitting upright, she takes a gamble and attempts to shimmy her way onto fang's lap, hoping her partner does not react in an unkind manner to the gesture. who was she calling the naughty one, again?]
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[Her partner's forwardness surprises her a little. Fang leans back on one hand, the brush of her weapon's worn metal under her fingers—remember where you are—grounding her a little, as her other arm curls around Vanille's waist. Even so, she's not entirely successful in staving off the thoughts of Vanille's too-familiar touch; Fang's no stranger to it, either from comfort or working a knotted muscle or cleaning her wounds to a dozen other things, but it's alarming easy (and not for the first time) to imagine those hands, gliding over her skin for once without a purpose.]
[If she'd been in control of the pace of this lazy afternoon—remember where you are!—Fang certainly wasn't now as she presses more eagerly into the kiss, her arm pulling the younger woman closer.]