singularityderp | baby's first meme

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baby's first meme

Stolen from

theposthumans shamelessly because it's amazing.

❤ 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. (edited: PS FUCK YOU IT'S IC HERE PRETEND THERE'S MAGICAL COMPULSION YOU HAVE NO CHOICE B(!! )
❤ BE HIDEOUS.
❤ LATHER, RINSE, REPEAT.

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Hey, beautiful.

[ York grins, curling his arms around her hips, drawing her in to kiss the corner of her lips, chaste and sweet more than anything else. ]

How're you doin'?

[Sarah leans forward to meet him, then draws back. She takes a deep breath and settles a hand on his chest, laying her palm flat so she can feel his heartbeat.]

I'm good.

[It's...strangely honest; she sounds almost surprised when she says it. She looks back up to his face and smiles gently.]

I'm really good.

Edited 2011-01-14 07:53 (UTC)

[ He lifts a hand to curl it around her wrist, lightly, letting her hand sit on his heart for a little while, and then lifts it up off and kisses the palm of her hand, setting it aside. _{Carolina did the same thing, falling asleep with her head on his chest or her hand on his heart, said it made her feel closer, and he doesn't want to think about that right now.} ]

Yeah?

[ He smiles right back, refusing to think of anyone else. ]

I'm glad.

[Sarah would have felt terrible if she'd had any idea that she was duplicating Carolina's habits ~~KIND OF LIKE HER MUN DOES~~; as it is, she just smiles as York kisses the palm of her hand, settling it on his shoulder when he lets go.]

Yeah.

...How about you?

[ ~~NO REGRETS!!!~~

York's a little relieved, internally, resting his hand in return over her hip, thumb smoothing over her stomach. ]

I'm glad.

--Haha, feel kind of dumb, though. Like a highschool kid with a crush.

[Sarah just grins, ducking her head.]

I know what you mean.

[She hasn't felt this way for a long time; she feels more like her old self - pre-John, pre-Terminator, pre-everything her life has become - than she has for a long time.]

--sweet.

[ LMAO KIND OF RELIEVED, he hadn't wanted to say anything so her agreeing with that is very much a relief.

York squeezes her side affectionately, relaxing back into the couch. ]

Could be worse, huh?

[Sarah grins; the relieved look on his face is kind of adorable.]

Usually is.

[...oops. That was meant to be a lighthearted quip; she's used to life being difficult, but she doesn't need him to feel bad about it like she's sure he's already getting ready to do.]

-- I mean. This is a nice change.

[ He kisses her when she smiles, just a light peck on the lips, and it's clear on his face he doesn't mind her saying that.]

S'okay, I gotcha.

It is, too. A nice change, I mean.

[She just nods, glad he understands, and moves her hand down to cover his where it rests on her hip, watching as she threads her fingers through his.]

-- So if Red hadn't physically picked me up and dragged me over here...

[ A-aaaa, he looks a little sheepish at that. ]

Then, uh.

Probably woulda been exactly the same as before.

[She's silent for a moment, pondering that.]

In that case...

[She grins, unable to stop herself.]

I'm really glad Red wanted to know what making out was.

[And she leans forward to capture his mouth with her own, reaching a hand up to press against his cheek.]

[ He snickers, lifting a hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, and then leans up, meeting her lips when she kisses him, no less sweet but with a little more enthusiasm, passion, maybe, the hand in her hair curling gently as he tugs her in with a little noise of pleasure. ]

[Sarah makes an eager little noise of her own, leaning in closer, tilting her head and darting her tongue out to run against the seam of his lips. She brings her other hand up to his face as well, holding him gently.]

[ Oh. C:

York parts his lips easily, quickly, deepening the kiss as soon as he feels the press of her tongue, running his fingers over her head, through her hair with a low, pleased hum ]

[Sarah hums against his mouth in satisfaction as York slides his fingers through her hair, and returns the favor, moving one hand to run across his scalp. She'll be careful to stop before her hand reaches his neck, this time.]

[ he noticeably tenses if she gets too close but he's almost entirely distracted by the kiss past that, fingers edging under her shirt so he can smooth them over the warmth of her back, tracing over her spine, though he doesn't dip too high or too low]

[As soon as she notices York tensing up, though, Sarah stops, moving her hand down to slip around his shoulders, smoothing her hand along his back. Things with Delta can get uncomfortable enough as it is; the last thing she wants is for York to worry about him more.

She shudders slightly at the feel of his fingers following the curve of her spine, flexing her back luxuriantly.]

--Sorry.

[ York manages the quiet apology between kisses, arm curling around her waist to bring her that much closer, fingers running over her back lightly when she arches against him.

He does his best not to think about too much- it's not hard to do that, though, when she's pressing against him, all softness and warm skin, shuddering when touched in a way that he's relieved isn't revulsion. ]

What - no.

[Sarah breaks the kiss, pulling back far enough that she can look York in the eye, shaking her head, though she keeps her arm wrapped around his shoulders.]

Don't apologize.

Well, I kinda am.

[ BC Protest!!

he should apologize for being so jumpy, he knows better than that. Regardless, though, he runs his fingers over the nape of her neck, lightly, easing her into another kiss before she can scold him any further about apologizing. ]

[Unfortunately for York, Sarah's not the type to capitulate that easily. She returns the kiss, sweet and gentle, but then she pulls back again, meeting his eyes.]

Well, you shouldn't be.

It's not - it's okay, okay? I understand.

[:(]

[ A-ah, mom, I don't wanna talk. ]

Well-- well okay.

[ :C He makes a face at her, kissing her cheek instead. ]

Okay.

[Sarah makes a face right back, then leans forward to rest her forehead against his.]

Good.

[She sighs, raising a hand to trace the outline of his jaw, fingers brushing lightly against the stubble there.]

[ He murmurs a quiet hi when she leans that close, tipping his head to kiss her again, lightly, trailing his fingers up her back, then back down.

He should shave, he knows, but he doesn't really care too much; he's lazy, and likes at least a little stubble. ]

/rolls in it gleefully

you'll get all sticky :(

:( more baww

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I do not have enough schmoopy icons for this stuff

I don't have many, most of my schmoop icons are sex icons

All of my icons are sad or angry

:C Lol well, Sarah...............

I LOVE HER but yeaaaah

sob

this is getting dangerously meta

hahaha.

WOULDN'T IT BE HORRIBLE IF WE HADN'T - oh wait.

ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff forever

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