Dec 14, 2018 8:54 PM
James meets his mate
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She giggles, then gently kisses him.

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He kisses her back very gently, then pulls away with a smirk. "I might need to use the handkerchief again if this keeps on."

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She eyes him. "A bit. Don't worry; I'll run out of lipstick eventually. Or possibly I might need to use the handkerchief and spare you the trouble."

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"It is indeed so much trouble."

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"Poor man. Faced with the horrors of smudged lipstick." She presses another kiss to his cheek, this time attempting to get as much lipstick on it as possible. It... doesn't really work. Most of it's been rubbed off by now.

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He grins. "My poor marble face, desecrated by lipstick."

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"Careful, you, or I'll reapply it, and then where would you be?"

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"Even more desecrated, one assumes."

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"Presumably. It would also persuade me to cover your face in kisses, which would just be so terrible."

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"Oh no, spare me the torture! I shall close my eyes so I do not have to bear witness to it." He closes his eyes.

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She forgets to reapply lipstick before kissing him. The travesty.

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Then he has closed his eyes for no reason! No reason at all!

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And whoops now they're distracted kissing again, how ever did that happen.

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It's entirely her fault.

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Yep. She admits to this. Or would, if she had the brain space for it. As it is: nope.

But they cannot kiss forever, and even when distracted, this is apparent to her. So, she eventually has to pull away.

"I like you," she sighs fondly, caressing his cheek. "But also if we just stay in the middle of nowhere forever kissing like I kind of want to, we are going to worry people."

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"So perhaps we should return."

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"Yeah." She presses another kiss to his lips, then pulls away to start making herself something resembling presentable.

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And when she's done he can be a method of transportation again!

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Hooray! It's so nice to be portable.

 

"Can you cook?" she wonders out of the blue, on the way there.

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James smirks a little. "You're asking if the person who hasn't eaten anything other than blood in decades can cook?" he asks with a raised eyebrow.

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"Are you capable of following straightforward cooking instructions so your frail human mate can have you over for dinner with the excuse of making you do the cooking so she can be lazy for once in her life? I think I'll need my next Sunday off. If we just stick with those it'll be a whole two weeks until you see me again, unless we think of something else."

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He laughs his unfairly pretty musical laugh and says, "I can try."

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"That's the spirit!" she agrees, brightly.

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They can get back to her place in no time.

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She lingers in front of her home's threshold, hand still entwined with his.

"So," she says with a bit too much smoothness to properly imitate being casual, "I had fun, and want to keep seeing if I have fun with you for the foreseeable future." She hesitates, trying and failing to get the wording the way she wants it and fidgeting her fingers against his.

".... So, uh. Dating now?" she finishes lamely.

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