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.
[ she tilts her cheek into the brush of his fingers, a hand coming up to curl over the back of his. her lips brush his wrist, eyes sliding shut briefly as she enjoys the simple contact. she's missed this closeness, the light gradually returning to his heart and spirit. ]
And are we not cut from the same cloth? [ her eyes drift open again, lifting to meet his. ] Has any soul ever burned as brightly as yours? If I am the dawn, then you are the blaze on the horizon before dusk, when all the sky burns.
[ she presses a second kiss to his palm, smiling against his skin. ]
[ Reflections, really. He is the dark to her light; one warrior, the other healer, and such a force to be reckoned with when their objective is the same. As it has not been in centuries. He stands there, bound by her touch, each brush of her lips sending shivers down his spine. What Nuada wants is the one thing he is forbidden to have by royal, parental decree.
But it won't stop him from enjoying her company. ]
I burn brightest only for you, my sister.
[ He dips his head, lips brushing as lightly as a fairy's wing against her nose. ]
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And are we not cut from the same cloth? [ her eyes drift open again, lifting to meet his. ] Has any soul ever burned as brightly as yours? If I am the dawn, then you are the blaze on the horizon before dusk, when all the sky burns.
[ she presses a second kiss to his palm, smiling against his skin. ]
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[ Reflections, really. He is the dark to her light; one warrior, the other healer, and such a force to be reckoned with when their objective is the same. As it has not been in centuries. He stands there, bound by her touch, each brush of her lips sending shivers down his spine. What Nuada wants is the one thing he is forbidden to have by royal, parental decree.
But it won't stop him from enjoying her company. ]
I burn brightest
onlyfor you, my sister.[ He dips his head, lips brushing as lightly as a fairy's wing against her nose. ]