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Adorable. Smut. Adorasmut

ADORASMUT

Smut is great. And, to go hand in hand, kink is good. Angst is good, romance is good, sexy sexy sexy is grand, the whole nine yards. Some days, though, you just want to play adorable smut - where "cute" wins out over smoldering sexiness - and nothing else will scratch the itch. Whether it be a first time, canoodling between lovers, an awkward rendezvous, friends to more, someone learning the ropes, an attempt at showing true feelings, amusing "messing around," or anything your mind can come up with, the only rule is that things must be absolutely cute...at face value or in a twisted way.

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Gansey can't put into words how relieved he is.

Spending so much time without Blue Sargent around felt wrong. He had gotten used to her not being around, sure, but that doesn't mean he didn't pine for her, or think about her most nights when he would otherwise be dreaming of her instead. And so it feels like a miracle with her standing inside his bedroom, telling him that one of her powers was a nullification of the ancient magic that prevented them from kissing.

This doesn't feel real but his hands are on her shoulders and she feels solid and real. All he can do is grin.

"I've missed you."

"I...didn't?"

Well. It's the truth.

Without context, Blue knows she sounds like an awful girlfriend. But really, she'd just been back home with him, and now she's in a weird Ronan-shaped farmhouse in a weird Virginia where Henrietta should be but isn't, and the truth is really all she's got right now. Well. She's got the truth and her Raven Boys, and isn't it strange how those to clash so often? You know, the raven boys and the truth of how the world works. The Raven Boys and the truth of her feelings. The Raven Boys and....Ronan, just always.

Blue reaches out to take Gansey's hand and tries her hardest to look totally Cool™ and collected about what she's planning on doing. Inside is a screaming, wriggling mess of nerves and a lifetime of promises from her family, but she thinks she's ceeping it on lock pretty well. His hand is soft and warm, and thankfully dry. She laces her finger with his and pulls him forward until she's almost cleaning her neck to look up at him.

"You know, most people wouldn't consider kissing a cool superpower."

[Cast mates and cross canon welcome.]

He laughs brightly. He missed how candid she is. Gansey allows himself to be reeled in, giving her hand a small squeeze.

"Most people are not us," he points out, grinning. He can hear his heartbeat it's pounding so hard. Even if for some reason it doesn't work, at least you don't stay dead for long.

Worth a shot.

He leans down, free hand moving to cup her cheek as he finally, finally presses his lips to hers, warm and soft and unreal.

[When the exploration ship known as the Sparrow returned the first time with news of first contact with an alien race, it had been celebrated in some circles and feared in others. Another ship had been sent, traveling the eight years it took to the small moon surrounding a gas planet to bring some of the aliens back home with them.

The first visitors had been difficult to put into human society due to the large groups and humans protesting the camp-style accommodations. So future visitors were spread out all over the globe and put together with foster families or hosts. Those volunteering were compensated with salaries and apartments when needed, making it a lucrative deal for everyone.

This, together with the kiirik family-unit mindset created a much better environment for both humans and aliens.

One certain young adult kiirik had been assigned to Max, and Miin had been living with him for nearly six months now. Shy but curious, they were still trying to do their best to bond with their new friend.

That was why, today, Miin had cooked for the first time. Exactly what they had cooked, however, was a really good question. At least it's not moving?]

[ Max getting his own place was a huge deal. Unlike his pseudo-brother James, he'd taken the allowance given to him by Mr Martin and figured out how to invest it wisely enough that he could more or less pay rent off it. With no debts (again thanks to Mr. Martin...), whatever side writing projects he could fathom up would pay for pretty much anything he needed. He was better off than most in their generation. Without him having any partners (and James's house now being full with Roger, Leah, and baby Gwen on the way), it wasn't any wonder that he would get this assignment. He was glad for it. He was so used to living with James, having the James/Leah/Roger OT3 in his life and coming and going, or living with his siblings back home... Having an empty house felt fuckin' weird. And Miin? Miin was pretty good so far!

Max drags out of bed, looking sleepy and with bedhair sticking up on only one side. He plops down in the chair without much grace. ]

Wuzzat smell?

[ Articulate. Give him until after he's had his tea, he'll get there. ]

[ Miin swivels a long ear in Max's direction, their large eyes on the frying pan as they flip a pancake(?) with a spatula. It looks a little lumpy and weird. ]

I have made pancake for you!

[ They smile, baring their little fangs in joy and looking quite proud of themselves. ]

It was a little hard, but I have followed recipe in the saakr.... the tablet.

[ Moving over to the table, Miin puts down a stack of misshapen pancakes, some syrup and a cup of tea that at least looks decent. They pile some pancakes for themselves, tapping their capped foot claws against the floor in expectation.

They're wearing blue ones today, which clashes a lot with their natural coloring - not that they cared. A t-shirt with cut holes for their kiipa stones and a pair of sweatpants complete the look, with the feathery hair in its standard braid. ]

I wanted to give you a good morning, for it has been three stones since I came to you, and I am very happy here!

[ Tea was most definitely the first thing that Max taught them how to make once they were living in the same flat. Food was... a slow progress. He wasn't exactly a master chef himself? He perks up once there's food in front of him, his eyes softening like a dying child who's just had their wish granted at what they have to say. ]

Dude! Miin, this is amazing! Thank you so much.

[ He pauses as he gets his fork, and the syrup. Y'know, all the stuff you need for eating them. ]

You're really that happy here, huh?

It is the best! I very much like Earth, and this city, and you!

[ Miin flushes a bit and then smiles excitedly, getting some juice for themselves and joining Max.

Finally, they cut their own stack of pancakes and takes a bite. It's... crunchy? Apparently nobody told them you don't put the whole egg in the batter.

Their ears fall a bit and they cock their head to the side like a confused puppy. ]

That... is not right.

[ Aw geez... He's not used to compliments like that. Hey, it's been a while since he's tried the whole dating game. Most people didn't want to put up with the waiting game for sex. And-- yeah anyway. He's gonna ignore his own cheeks turning red as he takes his first bite.

The next one is... much slower. Way slower. He's trying so hard to get through it. Oh god he can taste so many things wrong with this besides just eggshells. The flour isn't mixed all the way, little pockets of it just waiting to explode. He brings a hand up to hide his mouth as he chews. ]

Yeah it's uh-- Good first try--

[ But then he bites on a particularly huge lump of flour and starts coughing, reaching for his tea. He smiles anyway through the tears forming at the corners of his eyes to give a thumbs up. ]

[ They look so embarrassed, ears drooping down to their shoulders as Max coughs. Miin didn't quite mind the crunch and the pockets of flour, as grain in general was pretty damn good and crunch was just... part of food when you usually ate giant bugs. They have, however, eaten enough pancakes since they got here to know that this was a big fail. ]

I am very sorry! I read whole thing, I promise! I must have missed words.

[ They sigh, leaning to the table and half-hiding behind their juice. ]

Is this now I say 'nailed it'?

[ Oh no! He quickly swallows as much as he can and moves to sit in the chair next to them. ]

Aw, hey! You tried your best and you gave me a nice gift. [ He rests his hand on their forearm, eyes softening. It's... probably about as touchy as he's gotten beyond friendly hugs but he's getting braver. ] You ever heard the phrase 'it's the thought that counts'?

[ Their large eyes watch Max as they move to their side, and Miin seems to relax a little bit. heir friend was not upset, at least. ]

I have heard of that. It is very good phrase.

[ They look down at the hand on their forearm, and then leans down to butt their head against it like a cat. ]

[ He instinctively starts petting their hair like he would a cat. They're just... so pretty and so fucking cute and try hard and. Fuck it.

With hesitance and pink cheeks, Max asks. ]

Hey Miin? So uh. How does like. Dating and stuff work for your people?

[ asking for a friend ]

[ Petting that feather-hair makes them rumble a little, almost like a small purr. At his words, however, Miin glances up at Max and smiles. They always liked talking about similarities between their worlds. ]

Dating? It is like humans, I think. We find things about each other and make happy memories.

[ Their ears perk a bit, standing straight with a little wiggle of the sprouts at the ends. ]

You are curious?

[ Oh no. They're the cutest thing to ever exist. Fuck. He keeps his bashful smile, though, after the shock and wide eyes settle. ]

Um. Yeah, about you.

[ He can't quite look them in the eye. He shrugs. ]

I dunno, just been thinkin' a lot lately about how I want to kiss you and stuffl.

[ For a moment, they look a little surprised - but their ears stay up and their tail tip wiggles a little bit back and forth, as if they couldn't quite contain their excitement. ]

You have? You want to kiss me?

[ That little pleased rumble increases from somewhere in their chest. ]

I would like that very much, too.

[ He. Didn't expect that to go so smoothly but do you think he's gonna question it? He just smiles wide and leans in closer and closer to them. That little pleased rumble of theirs now audible. It's just so fucking soothing, y'know?

He brings a hand up to their cheek to keep them close and press his lips gently to theirs. He can't purr, but he can make a soft little noise at how nice it was to be kissed by a pretty and nice person. So. That's pretty amazing. ]

[ They is happily leaning into the kiss, a little amused at that pleased sound from Max and upping their own joyful rumble. Their taste is alien, of course - very sweet with slightly sour and a little fizzy undertones, almost like sour candy. (Hopefully Max was a sour patch kids fan.)

Breaking the kiss, Miin leans back and beams at their friend, their tail wagging for real now. ]

That was very nice!

[ Oh, he does. He fucking loves it. To the point where he pulls back he kind of gives them a look of pleased surprised. ]

You taste like fucking candy???

[ That's wild. And cool. ]

[ They can't help but laugh a little at that, and it's both embarrassed and happy. ]

Humans say we do! You like it?

[ They really hope Max does, because they liked the taste of him as well, and doesn't want to make their friend uncomfortable. ]

Hell yeah, who wouldn't! But it makes me wonder what other parts of you taste like.

[ It's only after he says it that he realizes that he just fucking said that to them. Holy shit, Max. Seriously? This isn't James or Drew or Roger or someone you can fuck around with.

He tries to awkwardly laugh. ]

Sorry uh... Just used to being gross with the guys, I guess..

[ They look at Max, both a little confused and interested at the same time. ]

It is not for sorry, I am not offended.

[ Miin couldn't help wondering if Max wanted to kiss other places and if he would like how kiirik worked - and it send a tingle down their spine. ]

I do not know what 'gross with the guys' is, as I am not a guy. But if you are curious, then honest, I am too.

It's uh. You're usually more like crude and sexual for jokes with your friends. So.

[ Yeah that's the only real way he was going to explain that, huh. He glanced over them. Wondering how-- thinks worked down there. Not that it really mattered to Maxie. ]

You uh. Wanna come to my room and we'll find out?

[ They still look a little confused, but it is quickly blown away by Max's offer. Miin smiles, the faintest hint of a blush under their thick skin - and then they stand and take the human's hand in their own. ]

I would like that very much!

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