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Movie Night Meme!!

There’s nothing like watching a movie, is there? It’s a chance to relax and have fun for a few hours. Whether it’s a romantic date with dinner and a movie or an outdoor film festival, it doesn’t matter.

That’s up to you.

So pick your genre, pick your location, and pick your season. Above all else?

Chillax.

The Deets:

- Post with a character.

- Like ‘The Support Group Meme’ and ‘The Adventure Meme’, post your preferences. Want a romantic date in the middle of winter? Is the Cannes Film Festival more your style? Or, do you just want a lazy afternoon in the living room with a Bond marathon going? It’s your choice.

- If you want something steamy or gory, note that too. We don’t want someone wanting a romantic tryst stumbling upon a zombie apocalypse!

- Join other film venues.

- Have fun.

[Inspired by the famed Support Group Meme and its offspring, The Adventure Meme. Special mention goes to Agent Phil Coulson here on D_M. That post is beautiful and you should feel beautiful.]

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[she...isn't too sure where her hand should go, so she rests it to the back of the couch. she likes being close like this, but she's nervous again that she's going to mess everything up with her words so she stays quiet and keeps her eyes down.]

[Santana bites her lip, brushing her fingertips over Brittany's shirt where her abs are. She can still remember what they feel like...

She reaches for Brittany's hand, hesitating slightly before pressing it to her side, right above the hem of her shirt. It was only fair]

[she lets her hand settle there, a little surprised, and looks at santana. she seems to know what she wants this time around, so brittany just waits]

[Santana gives her a small smile and licks her lips. She tilts her head up and brushes her lips against Brittany's bottom lip]

[she keeps her eyes open for a moment before closing them and letting her teeth lightly scrape santana's top lip]

[Santana kisses back a little harder, taking her hand off Brittany's and puts it on the other girls shoulder instead]

[brittany returns the kiss, sliding her hand up to the back of santana's neck to pull her in closer]

[Santana sighs, digging her fingers into Brittany's shoulder. She's already starting to feel warm, and comfortable, loving the way Brittany's hand curls around her neck]

[she tries not to make any sounds at the feel of santana's grip on her shoulder. instead she focuses on opening her lips more to the kiss and moving her tongue to find santana's.]

[Santana groans, brushing their tongues together. Her thumb brushes against the side of Brittany's neck, and she feels so soft and warm that Santana has a hard time thinking of anything else]

[brittany lets her fingers slide up the back of santana's neck, into her hair as she kisses her back. she wants so badly to move her knee against santana's hip and push her body closer, but she knows she shouldn't. her fingers grip santana's hair tightly as though she's holding on so she won't do anything else.]

[Santana reaches up and gently tugs Brittany's hand away from her hair. She rests it back on the hem of her shirt, and lingers there]

[she's not too sure what this means, but she lets her hand rest there. her fingers stretch and recoil a couple of times as she tries to figure out what to do with them. she can't think about that and kiss at the same time very well, so she pulls her lips back and rests her forehead to santna's]

[Santana keeps her eyes closed and tries to catch her breath. Somehow Brittany always takes it from her]

You can...[She presses gently on Brittany's hand, but doesn't say anything else. The words get stuck in her throat]

[her lips turn up, just barely, towards a smile. she circles her thumb against santana's side for a moment, then slowly slides her fingertips against the edge of her shirt and pushes it up a bit. she runs a light touch against the skin there, and leans in to kiss santana again.]

[Santana's back instantly arches at the touch and it feels like she's on fire. Her groan is muffled by Brittany's lips, and- god why didn't she let Brittany do this earlier?]

[she wraps her hand more firmly around santana's side and moves the hand up slowly, her thumb running over santana's stomach. she stops when she gets halfway up her ribs.]

[Santana breathes sharply through her nose, trying to calm down her racing heart. Her muscles tense under Brittany's hand and her brow furrows as she tries to focus on breathing and kissing at the same time]

[she continues to kiss santana for a bit, but then pulls away to look down at where her hand is. she tries to catch her breath as she looks at santana's torso, and her fingers tap playfully there.

her voice is quiet]

Your skin is so pretty. I always wanted to taste it and see if it tastes like caramels...

Don't think I do, B. [She pants, her eyes still firmly closed.]

[she has this look in her eye like she doesn't believe her]

....can I try?

[Santana bites her lip, and nods before she knows what she's doing. Her hand grips onto the side of the couch as she waits]

[she grins all excited. she's really not thinking anything sexual of this, which just goes to show brittany for you.

she moves down the couch slightly and pulls santana's shirt up a bit more, then leans in close and flicks the tip of her tongue against santana's stomach. a quick taste test.]

[Santana's breath hitches in her throat, and her back arches off the couch a little. One hand tangles itself in Brittany's hair, and her other grips the couch harder]

[she hums, her lips still close to santana's body, then lets her tongue drag against her a little slower and longer.]

Mmm, not caramel. A little salty.

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