MAKEOUT MEME REDUXX

[featheryasshole]

❤ COMMENT with your characters.
❤ COMMENT to characters with who they should makeout with or just comment to people you want your character to makeout with.
❤ Everyone makes out with everyone else in the comments. They are magically compulsed to do so! CAN'T ABSCOND.
❤ BE HIDEOUS.
❤ LATHER, RINSE, REPEAT.

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[fight4theusers]

[theuserabides]

Greetings, program.

[Tron, I am home now and I am looking so handsome.]

[fight4theusers]

[Ooh Mister Flynn ooh...!]

Flynn... [Two steps forward and he's in your personal space, now. Remember that thing you taught Yori all those long cycles ago? Tron's been practicing.]

[theuserabides]

[Personal space? Flynn has essentially no concept of personal space around frie--okay, friends don't usually say hello with tongue.

It's possible this one of those occasionally hilarious program misinterpretations of User culture, but Flynn doubts he'd be getting this much feedback from Tron's circuits if that were the case. As he decides he can live with this and returns the kiss with intent, he's dimly aware that programs don't have to breathe.

Cross that bridge when he starts to black out.]

[fight4theusers]

[Yep, Tron's basically lit up like a neon sign right now, all his visible circuits glowing bright blue-white as he pours all his attention into the kiss. One hand slides up into Flynn's hair, stroking lightly, while the other roams over his back, pulling him close.

He'll try not to suffocate Flynn, despite his enthusiasm...]

[theuserabides]

[There'll be all kinds of unattractive flailing before asphyxiation sets in. Flynn's just not into that, man.

He's also not used to being the shorter party in a kiss. It's far from unpleasant, just...different. He lets Tron pull him closer, more than willing to meet enthusiasm with enthusiasm, even if his own is tinged with bemusement.

It's hard to slide a hand up a program's back--the disc gets in the way--but Flynn manages, feeling the current flowing through circuits that don't show under Tron's armor.]

[fight4theusers]

[Those circuits under Tron's armor are pulsing bright now, reacting to Flynn's touch. A moan escapes between their lips as Tron presses closer, fingers curling into the soft fabric of Flynn's robes. Breaking the kiss momentarily, he rests his forehead against Flynn's, not wanting to pull away just yet.]

Wanted to do that for a long time.

[pouncedeleon.livejournal.com]

[Did someone order a large cat?

I think so.]

[fight4theusers]

[Oh hello, what are you? Have a curious program blinking at you.]

[memorymodus.livejournal.com]

[ Uh. THEY ARE KISSES ON THE CHEEK. ]

Hi....um.

[fight4theusers]

[Kissed unexpectedly!]

Ah... hello. I don't believe we've met.

[memorymodus.livejournal.com]

Oh! I'm Jade, it's nice to meet you.

[fight4theusers]

[He smiles, touching his cheek where he was kissed.] Nice to meet you, Jade. I am Tron.

[double_discs]

[As if it's never awkward enough whenever he runs into you normally... rrr.]

[fight4theusers]

[Oh, this is not going to end well. Tron stands his ground and fixes Rinzler with an emotionless stare.]

Did you want something?

[double_discs]

[He starts to shake his head, stops mid-way through the action, becomes still for some time... then tilts his head curiously and stares at Tron like that.

He moves closer until they're nearly touching, head bowed over Tron's shoulder and just stands there. He rumbles quietly, soft and un-antagonistic. Oddly settled. He lifts one hand up to trace, in the air, the T pattern on Tron's chest.]

[fight4theusers]

[This is... different. Tron freezes, hands at his side, watching Rinzler move closer, not touching, but his hand... he can almost swear there's an electric-like current that passes to his circuits from Rinzler's fingertips, so close to him now.]

Rinzler...?

[He remains still a moment longer, just... watching the other program, his double, his dark half, eyes focused on the red-orange T-shape below Rinzler's helmet. Finally, he brings his hand up, curling his fingers around Rinzler's, white-blue circuits brushing red.]

What is it?

[double_discs]

[Rinzler's hand flinches in an automatic reaction to the touch but he doesn't pull away. After a hesitant moment he reciprocates, red-tipped fingers wrapping around blue almost possessively.

He leans in closer to Tron until his helmet is resting gently in the crook of Tron's neck and shoulder.

He doesn't answer; doesn't know how.]

[fight4theusers]

[Tron hesitates, but slowly relaxes, letting Rinzler rest against him. His hand tightens around the other program's, thumb rubbing in an instinctive, comforting pattern.

After a long moment, his other hand comes up to rest lightly on Rinzler's shoulder.]

All right. Just... okay. Stay if you need to.

[double_discs]

[The enforcer instantly tenses as the arm goes around his shoulder but--subroutines, deep and subtle, force him to relax as the gesture is too familiar from another, golden program's actions. Besides, he had initiated the contact in the first place for some reason. It would be counterproductive to move away now. And... for some reason, he didn't really want to anyway.

So he relaxed, and he brought up his free arm around Tron's back to rest just under Tron's disc port, arm wrapped all the way around so that he clutched Tron's opposite side with his hand. Clung to the other needily.]