singularityderp | baby's first meme

What. She's like. Ten or something, I'm not--

[ York makes a little noise against her, lips curved into a pleased smile as he kisses her again, a slow touch of lips, and then with more surety behind it, a finger under her chin to tip her head up ]

Hey, just saying. I -

[suddenly cut off, but she's not complaining. She makes a pleased noise of her own, parting her lips against his, pressing against him slightly.]

Mmmhm?

[ C: Oh, he knows it's difficult to talk while kissing, and he doesn't really care. York's finger traces up over her jaw and his hand fans out against her cheek, cupping her face lightly while he brushes lazy kisses over her lips, until he finally dares to deepen it, thumb grazing her jaw as his tongue flicks over her bottom lip lightly to see if she'll part her lips for him. ]

[Sarah doesn't bother trying to reply, just grins and shakes her head slightly, running her fingers lightly up and down his back.

She makes a tiny noise and shifts slightly against him as his tongue flickers over her lip, parting them easily for him.]

[ A little less dipping and a little more easing her against the wall to kiss her, honestly, well aware Red's behind them, but he's half hoping she'll lose interest when she realizes they're actually doing what she wanted them to.

He doesn't deepen the kiss right away; when she parts her lips, he only pulls back, kissing the corner of her lips, giving them both a moment to breathe before he dips back in and actually goes for it, a little less sweet and a little more of the making out Red had demanded, curling a hand slowly in her hair. ]

[If Red is watching, well, at least Sarah can't see it. She opens her eyes briefly when York pulls away, watching him a moment, her breathing a little faster than normal before he moves in and her eyes slide shut again.

She grips his shirt tightly in both hands, holding him in place, tilting her head slightly and leaning forward to meet him just as enthusiastically.]

[ Making out with a dinosaur voyeur possible.

DEFINITELY NOT ON THE LIST OF "WAYS I THOUGHT MY DAY WOULD BE."

Regardless, he is very okay with this situation, all things considered, and even though she can likely tell he's enjoying it, he never over-steps his boundaries. The hand at the small of her back slips up a little, stroking faintly under the edge of her tshirt, rough fingers tracing warm little circles on bare skin, but that's it. The hand in her hair just combs through gently, and he doesn't try to slide it down and grope anything.

There's no end to his enthusiasm, but there's a very clear unsaid line he's drawing, all the same.

His name is Kyle and she has a son and this place brings everyone back. ]

[There's no question that he's enjoying it, and Sarah's enjoying it just as much. It had been a long time since, well, this, and she genuinely likes York, to boot.

But she doesn't press him, or do more herself than skim her hands along his back and arms, reaching one hand up to cup the back of his head and stroke his hair gently.

She's not going to push him, or even think about moving faster than he's completely comfortable with, because her name is Carolina and he was in love with her and it hasn't been long at all.]

[ There's no doubt that he likes her; it's clear in the way he looks at her sometimes, the way he takes an extra moment, the way he smiles-- all of it.

York makes a low, pleased little noise at the hand in his hair, easing his lips over hers gently, slow and sweet, nipping playfully after a moment; it's just the barest little press of teeth, and he draws back. If anything, this isn't making out so much as it is the kind of kissing you do in high school- exploring, tentative, a little like he expects her to tell him to stop at any moment, and he understands that. ]

[Exploring is just fine with Sarah; it's more than fine, it's nice, and though there have been a lot of guys since Kyle, she's never felt quite like this about any of them.

She grins at the sound she draws out of him, irrationally pleased with herself, and runs her fingers up through his hair, scratching his scalp gently, then sliding her hand down to cup the back of his neck -

- where her fingers brush against something that isn't human skin or soft hair, just a tiny slot less than an inch wide, a hard little nonorganic thing she wasn't quite expecting.

Delta's chip.

Sarah freezes, gasping slightly before she stops breathing altogether, her fingers automatically curling, pulling York close against her.]

[ He's always had a thing for girls with long hair; Sarah's no different. York runs his fingers through it gently, running them over her scalp, careful not to pull or tug on accident, tracing his thumb over her jaw gently.

It's when her hand dips down too far that he tenses just the faintest bit, making a little noise of worry when her fingers ease over Delta's chip and she freezes, then pulls him close ]

--Sarah--

[ York curls his arm around her waist, hugging her gently, the kiss broken as he just presses his lips to her forehead. ]

[Slips out. Closes the door. MAKE WITH THE CHICKS.]

...Sorry.

Forgot he was there.

[awkward pause, as she resists the urge to ask if Delta's there now or if he'll remember this later or -

Maybe she doesn't want to know.

There's a faint click as the door closes and Sarah looks up to an empty room, fingers easing but not letting go of York quite yet.]

...Guess Red got what she came for.

...ah.

[ He doesn't apologize for it; Delta's not something he's about to apologize for, honestly, but he does reach back and slide her hand away from the chip.

He doesn't normally let people touch it-- it's a strangely intimate move and it's one of the few places he's honestly scared might break or get hurt. ]

Ten bucks says she comes back in in a few minutes to make sure we aren't coloring in coloring books instead.

[ f-fffffffffff sob his life. ]

[She doesn't resist as he moves her hand away, just lets him guide her, her fingers curling into a ball under his hand.

But she relaxes slightly as he speaks, snorting faintly in amusement.]

We could tell her it's a mating ritual.

[...not that this is a mating ritual or anything uhhhhh...]

Super secret mating ritual, mmmhm.

[ He's not exactly moving away, either, slipping his hand down from her wrist to her hand itself, curling his fingers with hers gently. ]

Dunno if it'd work.

[She'd have to either step back or look up to look him in the eye, so she does the latter, tilting her head back, looking almost straight up to meet his gaze.]

I guess it wouldn't be very nice to trick her.

Mmm, suppose not.

[ he leans in a little, grinning. ]

It'd be awful mean if she came in and we weren't doing what we were supposed to, though.

[ C: C: C: ]

Can I kiss you again?

[Sarah just looks at him a moment, a smile spreading slowly across her face.]

Well. I'd hate to disappoint Red.

[She uncurls her fingers, finally, threading them through his and squeezing gently.]

That'd be awful.

[ He leans in when she smiles, grinning himself, and kisses her lightly, sweetly, far too pleased with himself right now ]

We'll just have to suffer through it. For Red.

[It's hard to smile and kiss someone at the same time, but hey, there are worse challenges. Sarah peppers York's mouth with quick, light kisses, unable to stop her grin from returning in between.]

It's very [ kiss ] difficult [ kiss ] to keep [ kiss ] kissing you [ kiss ] when we're both [ kiss ] grinning like idiots.

[Annnnnnd that's it, Sarah can't even try to keep this up any longer. She breaks away, doubling over slightly in a sudden attack of very un-Sarah-like giggles, still hanging onto York with one hand as she brings the other to cover her mouth.]

[ York breaks into laughter, too, still holding her hand, curling his free arm around her when she breaks into giggles, rolling his eyes. ]

You're bad for me, y'know that.

[York's laughter only encourages Sarah's. She leans against him slightly, wrapping her arm around his waist, and the laughter she can feel rumbling through his chest just makes it harder to stop.

She presses her face against his chest briefly, trying to stifle the giggles.]

Don't know what you're talking about.

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

they cannot escape the angst and I love it

/wiggles happily

/ruins everything

HAHA

gj gaiz

LOL

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

rofl what even is this anymore

ADORABLE.

RIDICULOUS.