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SPIN THE BOTTLE MEME

1. Post your character(s).
2. Go around to other people's threads and get your character to kiss theirs.
3. Use whatever excuses you need (actual spin the bottle game, drunkenness, or just because they feel like it) to make the kiss IC.
4. Everyone cries hideous shipping tears.

(stolen from capeandcowl with love)

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[…Blame Mitsuru for making him study so much these past few years.]

…!!

[His concern instantly kicks in, and he leans toward Minako, grabbing onto her forearms to steady her. He’s completely unfazed by the feel of her hands on his shoulders, and figures she needs to use him for support.]

Minako…? What’s wrong?

[Right where she wants you!

Minako rocks onto the tip of her toes, grabbing hold of Akihiko's elbows and hoisting herself up to catch his mouth with hers in a sloppy kiss.

Don't move. Don't move, she's not done yet. Just give her a moment...]

[His body’s first reaction is to freeze. Instantly. It even takes his eyes a moment to realize they’re actually capable of movement, and then they widen with clear shock. There might have been a muffled noise lodged in his throat, one that can’t escape with her mouth sealed over his.]

Edited 2013-06-12 20:30 (UTC)

[Once it wears off, natural instincts save him from drowning. His hands tighten around her arms, holding her in place. His lips start to move, slowly, hesitantly, testing the waters with nothing but shaky inexperience lingering between them. His brain is still trying to restart, to give Akihiko logic and reason, which would only get in the way right now.]

[Tightening is certainly better than pushing away, and Minako was going to take that moment's hesitation, that tentative return of Akihiko's to take a little more, loosening her lips and parting them slightly to offer that promised taste of her slapped-together protein shake that lingered still on her tongue.]

[Whoa! Was that-?

…Yes. Yes, it was.

He’s still unsure of himself, completely confused as to why Minako is kissing him of all people, but now isn’t the time to think. His lips barely catch a taste of that strong mixture, and his tongue pushes forward to steal more.

Akihiko realizes – long, long after the fact – that he has his tongue in her mouth and she tastes so warm and sweet. He doesn’t know when this is going to end – does it really have to end? – but he’ll ride it out as long as he can.]

[Well, guess that means that the flavor isn't objectionable. Loathe to break the lip-lock, Minako tries to breathe through her nose instead of needing to come back up for air--

--except, yeah. Ok--maybe it's better not to push her luck too much, right? She'd probably already used up her good will for the day by stealing a kiss from him in the first place, so...]

[He isn’t quite in the right frame of mind to realize that he can breathe through his nose, and eventually backs off with an audible gasp, when he starts to feel lightheaded. His cheeks are woefully red, and his hands can’t stop trembling, still grasping her arms.

Akihiko ducks his gaze in the initial moment, finding himself unable to look her in the eyes. All he wants to do is ask why, how, what, ~~can they do that again~~ and yet, he only manages to utter the following words in a breathless whisper.]

Th-the taste is… fine… [But which taste is he talking about? Hmm…]

[Oh Akihiko, your embarrassment only makes her more self-conscious. She pulls her gaze to the side for a moment herself, and she starts to nervously chew on the side of her lip.]

G...good. That's good. [Goblet, where's the goblet...] Then maybe you could be sharing this with Ryoji-kun, then...

[The shake. Not the...not that other bit.]

[One hand swiftly moves up to her cheek, this thumb lazily tracing the curve of her lip.] Don’t… don’t do that. [It makes him want to… lean forward and kiss her, this time.]

H-Huh?!

[Of course, he’s going to misinterpret what she said.]

Y-You think I should kiss Ryoji?! [His voice might be a tad too loud right now.]

[WHAT? NO!!] W-where did you get that from this?!

['This' being the goblet of muck she'd just pushed down your gullet with her tongue.]

O-Oh! [She means the shake… of course! Augh open mouth insert foot]

S-Sorry… [Oh crap, she looks mad. Think think think… How to distract her from this…]

Um… don’t get mad at me for this… okay?

[Before she can ask him anything, he moves forward and presses their lips together. There’s no pretense, nothing to hide behind, except the pure desire to be close to her.]

[Had her lips not been occupied, perhaps she would've asked over what she'd be angry--but she wasn't about to break away if he wasn't. No, sir.

This time there wasn't the mildly unpleasant flavor of the shake to muddle the taste of Akihiko's actual lips, so maybe if she closed her eyes for a bit he wouldn't read too much into her taking a moment to enjoy it. Maybe she could even get away with it.]

[He's probably supposed to ask for her permission first, so he was apologizing for that, but right now? He honestly doesn't care about it. Not when he's here with Minako, like this. Moving his lips against hers with feather-soft shyness, and yet always, carrying a hint of aggression behind the carefully-constructed mask. He doesn't intrude into her mouth this time, having lost that edge of boldness in favor of initiating their second kiss.]

[That totally counted as permission before. Besides, what's the saying? 'Easier to ask for forgiveness than ask for permission?' Not that there was anything going on here to forgive. Especially since his lips were a lot more timid this time around.

What's worse, it only made her feel more timid. It was a conscious effort on her part to hold herself back, let him decide just how far to push.]

[He pulled back before he could get too out of breath, but that did nothing to ease the lightheaded part. He exhaled shakily and finally opened his eyes when his mind was able to grasp some semblance of coherency. Twin gray depths were darker than their usual shade. Naturally, Akihiko was unaware of the change himself.

He stayed close, his curious gaze searching her face as he asked.] Um... was that okay...?

...you're very good, actually.

[That was an uncomfortable admission.]

...or wait. Did you mean kissing me, or the kiss itself?

[Not that her answer would change.]

[That answer pleased him, even as he denied.] N-No way...

Um... kissing you. [He ducked his head down a bit, feeling unsure of himself.] I-I didn't ask for your permission first... [He started mumbling absentmindedly, as though he was still processing what they just shared.] You definitely taste better than the shake...

[It was a compliment, and not one she's expected from Akihiko's lips. She pressed them together self-consciously and pulled her gaze away, hoping that focusing on the mixture instead of the contact would perhaps dull the tingling in the place Akihiko had just moments before occupied.]

So...the shake could use some work...

W-Well... it isn't that bad...

[Subconsciously, Akihiko ran his tongue over his lips, licking them. Definitely not a taste he'd forget anytime soon.]

Hey... you wanna go run it off? [He asked while rising to his feet, extending a hand toward Minako in invitation.] Then maybe we can try another shake... afterward.

[Like a sneeze, the gesture is contagious, and before Minako could realize what she did, her tongue swept across her own lips in a similar fashion.]

Sure...[Luckily with the camp uniform as it was, they could really run at any time they wished. She took his hand and stood, looking over the lunch table.] Maybe you can come up with something better.

[Though frankly she was more interested in tasting something else of his entirely...]

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