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Sunday Smutty Sunday

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SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR NSFW/SMUT PROMPTS INSTEAD

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ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.

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[The kiss makes him start, enough that he can't stop himself from snapping his head around to actually, properly, face her for what feels like the first time since they'd sat down there, mismatched eyes widening an impossible amount. He makes himself look away just as quickly, clearing his throat to hide his obvious embarrassment -- if she can't hear the mantra of "act natural" going through his head, he'll consider it a miracle.]

Y-Yeah, yeah! It's like... [Natural...] We can do whatever we want out here without havin' to worry about anyone else...

[So -- so maybe he shouldn't be afraid of being a bit more open about how he feels, either. She's right; timing as nice as this is the sort of thing you need to take advantage of, just in case you're never lucky enough to have the chance again.

Mika swallows thickly, smiling inwardly. It takes a long, silent moment to get the words out of his mouth; a moment that he spends staring down again at the grass, at a few distant blooming flowers that are only half as beautiful as she is.]

... I... I like ya a whole bunch, Ayase-chan. So much it's like I'm gonna die if I don't get it out somehow. And -- I know I ain't the most talented or good-lookin' guy in the world, and I'll probably never be as good as you at bein' an idol or performin' or anything like that, but...

[He licks his lips, trying to ignore the way he can feel his cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red with every second.]

If... If all that's okay with you, then... Since it's so romantic here, like y'said...

[God, words are always hard. How does he manage to make himself sound sillier and sillier every time he opens his mouth? Maybe it would be better if he just. Got right to the point, embarrassment be damned.]

Can I... hold ya a little closer? If that's not too weird...

[Save him.]

[ His feelings—heartfelt and unabashed words spilling out of his mouth—paint her cheeks a shade of red she didn't think possible. She blushed when u's praised her or Nozomi teased her, but listening to his awkward confession makes even her ears burn up. God, he's cute. Nevermind that he's awkward. Eli's into that. It doesn't matter.

So she tugs on his tie, locking his gaze on hers. His mismatched eyes make her pause and revel in their brilliance, quieting her voice, now soft and warm: ]

Hold me.

[ She meant to ask, but it comes out a command. Wait, is she going too fast? But he asked too, and she's so impatient. ]

I know it's not like you, but... I was waiting for you to say it. I've never thought about being in love before, but with you... I think I have.

[ Her hand thumbs his tie before sliding over his chest, where his heart is. Her lips barely brush against his as she speaks, breathing his air and imagining what he would do if he leaned in an inch more. ]

You're wrong, though. You're cuter than I am... Your demeanor, your pretty eyes and your shy smile; those make you the most good-looking boy in the world to me. But it doesn't matter if you are. Er, no, it matters, too... What I mean to say is, um.

[ She lowers her head, uncharacteristically shy herself as she works up a smile. ]

You're my idol, Kagehira-kun.

[ There. She didn't think she could one-up him in this, but at least they're both embarrassing now. She wants that hug. ]

Edited 2016-05-24 06:05 (UTC)

[Oh, she... Oh. She thinks his eyes are pretty. If that had been the only thing she'd said, he'd still be over the moon -- and just as embarrassed, because he knows that there's a reason she needed to say that, specifically. As much as he'd like to tell himself that she's just trying to make him feel less like everything about him was created wrong from the get go... Her words make him tingle just as much as the warmth of her hand in his had. It's not the first time someone's complimented them, but when has he ever felt so happy to hear it?

Doing just as she says, because there's no way he could ever deny something that's asked of him, command or not, Mika's hands come up to gently rest against the sides of Eli's shoulders, still half-covered by his oversized sleeves.]

God, yer really... Really damn cute, you know that?

[There's really no being eloquent when you're Mika Kagehira, let alone when you're Mika Kagehira with the girl you really like more than you ever thought you'd ever like anyone only a few centimeteres away, breaking out the 'l' word and making your heart more or less soar directly out of your chest. It would make him laugh if he didn't mean it so completely; he's rough around the edges and not all that good at finding the right words but god damn if he doesn't adore her to pieces.

Partly because he still can't quite look her in the eyes without feeling terribly self-conscious about it all and partly because it's so distracting that he really can't help but risk a glance, Mika lets his eyes fall down to where her lips are, so close to his that he can just about feel the warmth of her breath against his own. This must be what the people in movies mean when they say that their partners look really kissable.

God even knows what 'kissable' is supposed to look like, but he's starting to get a pretty good idea of what it might be.]

I, um. You can -- you can slap me or somethin' if I'm no good at this, okay?

[He means it only half as a joke, but it's a light enough preamble that it helps to soothe over his nerves as he draws a breath and finally, finally, closes the distance between their lips, his fingers gripping tightly onto the fabric of her sweater all the while. Everything about her is so soft and warm that it's almost too much to bear, his pulse hammering in his ears -- but he feels like he's wanted nothing more than this for the longest time already that even that scarcely matters.]

[ She squeaks. ] Cute? But I... [ am not cute. Apart from being told that she's beautiful and diligent, she doesn't know what would make her stand out from the rest of the girls. She's not very energetic like Honoka or charismatic like Nico. Was what she said cute? It was so embarrassing to admit... but if Mika likes it, maybe she'll let loose around him a little more. Just for him.

She closes her eyes as he leans in, and their first kiss gets her heart pounding. There were other places she imagined it would be: at the beach, at the top of a ferris wheel, or under the night sky. But with Mika, anywhere is fine too. Her hands grip his sweater as she hums and tugs on his lower lip, wanting to taste his candy a little longer. ]

Ehehe... You're the only one who could ever make me feel good.

[ That's one thing he's good at. So she continues, plush lips dotting him with kisses from his mouth to his jaw. Does this make him feel good? She's just applying what she's seen in dramas or read in books... Against his ear, she whispers. ]

Besides, you're the cute one.

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eli is so precious oh my god i'm sorry for selling so many of her cards for seals

LMAO between you and me i have no idea what i'm doing I'M GLAD U LIKE HER