Mistletoe Mingle!

[passingthrough]

Who: Those who are about to be kissed! OTA
Broadcast: Not likely
Action: On any ship in the fleet including the Iskaulit
When: Now until December 26

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

(Adventures in Mistletoe info post. Remember to mark your top levels with any boundaries you want to set! Enjoy!)

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[the_tailor]

[This wouldn't be the first experience he's had with this magical mistletoe. But upon seeing Keith standing in place under said plant looking more than a little annoyed in the hallway of the Huntress, he knows that this is going to be the best experience.

Lance can't help a grin from growing on his face as he walks over, pausing about a foot away from him.]

Having a little trouble there, babe?

[tempredmental]

[Keith had his arms crossed, but managed a small, relieved smile at seeing Lance. They'd found one of these this morning, in fact.]

Yeah... I didn't see it until it was too late.

[At least it was someone he enjoyed kissing...]

[the_tailor]

You've gotta be careful, you know. Get caught up in too many of these when I'm not around to save you and I might end up getting jealous.

[It's a tease, though, and Keith will be able to tell by the tone of his voice and the look on his face. He definitely trusts Keith not to just start macking on anyone else to get freed, and is perfectly fine with his boyfriend getting some hand, cheek, or forehead kisses.

(Okay, maybe there's a tiny bit of jealousy since Keith's social awkwardness makes them normally very rare for anyone but him and Shiro! But nothing that annoys Lance.)]

[tempredmental]

Maybe I like when you're jealous. [Keith smirked back, responding to the teasing.]

Another option would be just for us to spend the rest of the day together so that we can always be there to unstick each other.

[Keith crossed his arms, and leaned back against the doorframe he was stuck near, also crossing one ankle over the other in a casual stance. After a moment, he reached out and rapped his knuckles against the forcefield in question before crossing his arms again.]

Are you gonna help me out or stand there and make fun of me?

[the_tailor]

Wow, rude. I guess I'm just going to have to go kiss all the pretty boys and girls and see how you feel right back.

[He gives a little laugh before stepping beside him. Lance doesn't even notice the forcefield trapping him in until he knocks his knuckles against it.]

I gueeeess I wouldn't mind spending most of the day at your side, if you ask really, really nicely.

[tempredmental]

[Keith firmly placed his hand on Lance's chest and pushed him back against the doorframe on the opposite side.]

Ask nicely, huh?

[the_tailor]

[Oh.

...Hello there, Keith.]

Yyyyyep. Very...very nicely.

[tempredmental]

[Oh, yeah... Keith's smirk turn a little mischievous.]</small. And what would be considered nicely?

[the_tailor]

I don't know, why don't you give it a try?

[tempredmental]

[Keeping Lance pinned, Keith moved in really close, his face mere centimeters from Lance's.]

I don't know. I feel like I have the upper hand here now. Maybe I should be telling you to ask nicely.

[the_tailor]

[Heeeeeeeeello there. Lance can't lie-- Keith really showing a dominant side is a total turn on, okay. And he is not complaining about this at all.]

I don't have to take orders from you.

[tempredmental]

I don't know... what's that you've called me? Team leader?

[Keith brushed his nose against Lance's, teasing.]

[the_tailor]

Well... Yeah, but that's professionally.

[He'll just brush his nose right back.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith smiled, looking a little like the cat with the canary.]

You know... I still have those coupon books.

[They were close now... aalllmost touching lips.]

[the_tailor]

[Yeah. He likes that look.]

You do. With plenty of coupons.

[tempredmental]

I might have to cash in.

[Keith was starting to wonder just how much longer Lance could resist being this close without giving in. It was starting to get to him as it was, but he was determined to win.]

[the_tailor]

On which exactly?

[It's all he can do to resist, and he might be trembling juuuuust a little. It's hard to hold back right now, okay!]

[tempredmental]

I'm not sure, yet. I don't exactly have them all memorized, so... I'd have to go look and see what would best work for my mood.

[Keith licked his lips a little.]

[the_tailor]

And what is your mood?

[So...very close.]

[tempredmental]

Right now?

[Oh, yes... he was dragging this out on purpose.]

[the_tailor]

Yes, gorgeous. Right now.

[Yoooouuu bastard.]

[tempredmental]

Wait, so I'm gorgeous, huh?

That's definitely helping the mood...

[Keith chuckled, his nose touching Lance's.]

[the_tailor]

Always ever so stunning, darling.

[He rubs his nose against his.]

[tempredmental]

[Quiznak... he was running out of ways to keep this going without giving in. He would just... get in real close, his lips ghosting against Lance's, but not making a move to actually kiss.]

Definitely... helping the mood.

[the_tailor]

It's a...very, very, very good mood.

[He swallows, fighting the itch to just grab him and kiss the stuffing out of him just yet. This is mega hot, okay?]