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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[ 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. ]

Hi.

[Sarah smiles, kissing back. She rubs her fingers against his cheek, gently, enjoying the sandpapery feel of his stubble against her skin.

She presses her other hand against his waist, hesitating briefly before tucking it underneath his shirt, sliding her hand experimentally along the warm expanse of his back.]

[ He's grinning the whole time, just happy beyond all reason and relaxed, kissing at her fingers when he tips his head and they're close enough to do that to.

his hand spreads out over her back, rubbing lightly, while he leans in to kiss her again, murmuring his approval at the hand on his back. ]

[Sarah chuckles, tracing the outline of his lips with one finger.]

What're you grinning about?

[It's said teasingly; her own smile is more reserved, but there's a quiet happiness brimming just under the surface that she rarely feels, that she hasn't felt in years. Not since before Pescadero, before she was forcibly separated from John, at the very least.]

What, I gotta hot girl in my lap and I ain't allowed to grin? What is this.

[ York slides a hand up and cups her cheek, leaning up and in to press another kiss to her lips, light and just barely there, before he draws back. ]

[Sarah just raises an eyebrow at him as he pulls back, quirking her lips slightly.]

A hot girl?

[She's not actually annoyed with him; she's too content for that, but there's still an element of amused disbelief in her voice. Really, York? That's what you're going with?]

--woman?

[ LMAO SUDDENLY UNSUREFACE like oh god did I say something wrong. 8C

He raises his eyebrows at her, shifting to the side a little so he can sprawl out on the couch and settle her on his stomach so she's sitting on him, straddling his waist. ]

[She just snorts and shakes her head, rolling her eyes but grinning in amusement.]

Nice save.

[She lets him rearrange them, waiting until he's settled to lean over him for another kiss, bracing herself with her hands against his chest.]

[ He snickers just a little bit, hands resting on her hips, leaning up to meet her when she kisses him again, really, really hoping that Red really doesn't decide to pop back in and make sure they're still making out. ]

: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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lol I don't think Sarah is allowed to be this happy and relaxed

LMAO s-sob poor sarah

/waiting for the bomb to drop. Possibly literally.

LOL what bomb?

judgement day, terminators, cancer, take your pick

l-lol oh my god cancer would be the worst.