[mistletoe continuations]

[inheritthewind]

[kissu kissu: Enjolras, Tatsumi, Takeuchi Sora et al]

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[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[glares]

So sorry that steel hurts worse than flesh and blood.

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*that mouth of yours has caused you a lot of trouble. I hope it was ready to be meeting mine right now.*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[a;sdlfkj not particularly given the circumstances but... also kissing back... given the circumstances]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*eases up a little off him to try to help with the awkward angle they have going there, though he doesn't let go of Spitfire's hair and his arm remains looped around his neck. and as tangled as they are, the kiss itself is surprisingly... tame.*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[that's a good thing all things considered -- manages to get a fist tangled in Sora's shirt but just uses it to hold on as he runs his tongue across Sora's lips]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*opens his mouth to kiss him more deeply, twisting so that he and Spitfire are more easily face to face*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[makes a soft noise, not really pressing into the kiss but returning it none the less]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*Sora does press it, the hand tangled in Spitfire's hair massaging his scalp and the arm that had been wrapped around his neck loosening to drape casually around him*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[groans softly and after a minute presses into the kiss as he slides an arm around Sora]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*lets it rest there, teasing kisses not pushing any harder, perhaps passingly curious as to how long this oddly comfortable arrangement can be maintained*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[well since you're usually the one who fucks things up... but... finally drops his head back to the ground face flushed and breathing hard]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*stays leaning over him, watching him with an almost thoughtful expression*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[is. not. looking at Sora. mostly keeps his eyes closed as he tries to slow his breathing down a little and let his brain catch back up]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

So how much've you been makin' out with that kid, anyways?

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

... Enough.

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

I was surprised, to be honest. He was actually less pathetic than I'd expected.

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

... What?

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

Guess at least that much is gettin' passed on.

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

Get. Off. Of. Me.

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

Make me.

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[lays there for a moment before punching Sora in the throat]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*choking, but like that's enough to distract him from jamming and grinding his foot hard into the lower part of one of Spitfire's calves. you know where I'm aiming for.*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[chokes, grabbing onto Sora as he writhes in pain, before SCREAMING in pain]

[inheritthewind.livejournal.com]

*...just lets him*

[foxinthefire.livejournal.com]

[biting on his lip after the first scream to hold any more back... probably hard enough to draw a bit of blood]