mistletoe meme comment with your character bam, now your character is under some mistletoe. no moving until you lock lips with someone. easy as it sounds.
[Wow do you think you're getting out of here with one goofy line of meta? THINK AGAIN. Because Jon is super used to kissing with a very cold face, because if your eyebrows and eyelashes (and super manly facial fuzz) don't have frost in them north of the Wall, that probably means someone set your furs on fire while you weren't paying attention. Literally the only explanation.
So suddenly there's fingers in Jack's hair, tangling and tugging (not hard enough to hurt, exactly), and teeth pulling on his bottom lip until his mouth opens. Then there's tongue, and hey look at that Jack actually warms up pretty nicely, we'll all understand if his skinny little knees happen to buckle. Jon isn't actually terrible at this despite his whole entire personality seeming like it would very much get in the way of him ever learning how to kiss. (Bless Ygritte.)
[He almost expects Jon to not really know much about the matter, considering his lack of experience with dealing with people socially in general (or at least being awful at it for the most part). But for a northern man who gloats on the cold, his mouth is plenty warm and much more welcoming than Jack happens to expect.
Those tugs to snowy white hair are all the more encouraging as he slips fingers over a scruffy chin, splaying traces of frost there, knowing of Jon's appreciation for some cold. It's a contrast to the temperatures where their lips meet, where Jack no longer has control of keeping it cool, too distracted with a decently heated tongue to think on it much.]
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So suddenly there's fingers in Jack's hair, tangling and tugging (not hard enough to hurt, exactly), and teeth pulling on his bottom lip until his mouth opens. Then there's tongue, and hey look at that Jack actually warms up pretty nicely, we'll all understand if his skinny little knees happen to buckle. Jon isn't actually terrible at this despite his whole entire personality seeming like it would very much get in the way of him ever learning how to kiss. (Bless Ygritte.)
Just. Blame the mistletoe. Yes.]
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Those tugs to snowy white hair are all the more encouraging as he slips fingers over a scruffy chin, splaying traces of frost there, knowing of Jon's appreciation for some cold. It's a contrast to the temperatures where their lips meet, where Jack no longer has control of keeping it cool, too distracted with a decently heated tongue to think on it much.]