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.
[That's assent in his books, but even with it, he takes it slow. She moves like one of Stefan's woodland creatures; slow so as not to draw attention to herself and capable of bolting if she does.
His hand cups her cheek, eyes flicking down to her lips as he leans in and presses his mouth gently to hers. It's not an invasive kiss, not passionate or deep or heavy, but there's almost a tenderness there. Damon's reactions to the fairer sex always depended heavily on theirs to him.]
[ it's been a very long time since she's kissed anyone, and even then, it wasn't like this. it doesn't overwhelm her, and it's gentle, almost, as if he knows. even so.. even though he's a stranger, she finds herself leaning into it slightly, even the tips of her ears growing warm. ]
[So maybe he draws it out just a little. It's been a while since anyone's reciprocated a minimum of affection towards him and he's enjoying it more than maybe he should.
Still, there's a moment when he has to draw back or deepen the kiss and he draws back, though not too far away.]
[ she blinks, looking just a bit dazed for a moment before lifting her hands to her cheeks as if to hide the blush. ]
.. Oh. I-- I should think so. I mean, it only requires a kiss, is that not so?
[ she guards her heart as much as she can, but even so.. sometimes she picks up impressions. this person.. he's not quite what he appears, she can't help but think.
giving him a slightly curious glance, she gathers up her skirts in a hand, taking a cautious step-- and smiling with relief as she finds herself capable of moving away from the mistletoe. ] Thank goodness. That could have turned out quite differently had someone else come along, I believe.
[If she's reading into his heart, then Damon is a complex individual who puts on a show of being more callous and uncaring than he really is. His core being is someone who desperately wants approval and love, but he's been disappointed and betrayed too many times for that to happen easily. So he puts on the facade of the big bad vampire, caring about nothing and no one but himself and his own needs and pleasures.
Most of the time people believe it and it keeps him from having to be vulnerable and get hurt again, or be good and have people look at him like they're expecting the best from him when everyone else expects the worst.
That's all muddled up inside him and he keeps it carefully tucked away, shown only to a few, but... he's also unaware of her little gifts, so he's not making an effort to hide anything.
Her reply has him smiling and moving to step away a bit, giving her space and letting him get a better look at her as a whole. The coloring, the markings, the garb. It's an interesting result.]
So, do I get a name to put to that, or should I just pine over an anonymous kiss?
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His hand cups her cheek, eyes flicking down to her lips as he leans in and presses his mouth gently to hers. It's not an invasive kiss, not passionate or deep or heavy, but there's almost a tenderness there. Damon's reactions to the fairer sex always depended heavily on theirs to him.]
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Still, there's a moment when he has to draw back or deepen the kiss and he draws back, though not too far away.]
Think that did it?
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.. Oh. I-- I should think so. I mean, it only requires a kiss, is that not so?
[ she guards her heart as much as she can, but even so.. sometimes she picks up impressions. this person.. he's not quite what he appears, she can't help but think.
giving him a slightly curious glance, she gathers up her skirts in a hand, taking a cautious step-- and smiling with relief as she finds herself capable of moving away from the mistletoe. ] Thank goodness. That could have turned out quite differently had someone else come along, I believe.
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Most of the time people believe it and it keeps him from having to be vulnerable and get hurt again, or be good and have people look at him like they're expecting the best from him when everyone else expects the worst.
That's all muddled up inside him and he keeps it carefully tucked away, shown only to a few, but... he's also unaware of her little gifts, so he's not making an effort to hide anything.
Her reply has him smiling and moving to step away a bit, giving her space and letting him get a better look at her as a whole. The coloring, the markings, the garb. It's an interesting result.]
So, do I get a name to put to that, or should I just pine over an anonymous kiss?