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Because there needs to be something fun among the angst...

Because kissing under the mistletoe is an ancient and festive tradition... and because I feel there can always be more kissing about.

Two ways to play:

Request kisses.
If there's someone you'd like a kiss from, repost the picture above in a comment. Please be considerate--tag the muse's in-character contact post, or an old meme post, something like that. Don't tag a prompt response, a fic, or an RP thread. You may also post the picture to your journal, and mark the entry locked to whomever you want the kiss from.

Offer kisses.
If you're feeling particularly bold or adventurous, post the picture in your journal, note that it's open to all, and let people ask for kisses from you. Give them at least a sentence or two in response, though--none of this "*kiss*" nonsense, that's no fun.

When you post, kindly either repost these rules, or link to this post of Shelley's.

Consider this an open offer for kisses to anyone who would like them from me, and utterly and totally meta with no binding on either muse without full consent of both writers involved.

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His eyes are full of conviction. "I trust you."

Adam lifts his head, giving him a look. "After where we were just an hour ago, why in God's name would you do that?"

"Because I always did. Even after you chose White Beard. I would have saved you, Kensei, even from yourself, if you had let me."

"That does not equal trust, carp. Not now, not here."

"You gave it up, Kensei. You could have done it but you didn't. I was afraid, but I am no longer."

Adam shakes his head in something like wonder or bemusement, before settling over him and kissing him again.

Adam's weight is welcome. It anchors him to this man, makes him feel like a part of him. Adam may be taller than he is but slimmer. He can handle it easily and the heat only serves to make him even more pliant. His legs go around Adam's waist, wanting more.

Adam slides his fingers over skin almost lazily, though his kiss takes on a hungry, almost desperate edge, as always expecting Hiro just to disappear from under him, a figment of his imagination or a teasing mirage.

Hiro begins to tremble from the teasing touches. His heart is beginning to speed up as Adam's hunger calls to his own. So much time wasted. Too much time lost.

Adam shifts again to slide his fingers lower tracing down the back of his thigh, tugging Hiro's leg up as he shifts to settle more against him.

Hiro groans as Adam caresses him. One hand sneaks into Adam's hair and pulls him into another kiss.

Adam murmurs his name against his lips, kissing him deeper, wriggling free of the rest of his clothes, sliding against him with a soft chuckle.

Hiro smiles at his chuckle. It's fun when they can be so relaxed. He moans deeply in pleasure as he arches up against Adam. His body is highly charged.

Adam smiles back, lips trailing down to tease over Hiro's jaw, even as he shifts to press against him, hot and urgent and wanting, looking around the unfamiliar room for something he can use to ease his way.

Hiro sees him looking around, confused at first. Then he understands. "There should be lotion in the bathroom."

Adam grins a bit. "Stay here, then." He's to the bathroom and back to the bed with gratifying swiftness, stretching out over Hiro again and kissing him fiercely.

Hiro's arms go around his neck. He's matching Adam's hunger, happily anticipating the main event. "I'm not going anywhere," he whispers.

"Good," Adam murmurs against his lips, slicking himself, then Hiro, easing a finger into him gently.

Hiro shivers in pleasure as Adam breaches him. It's such an intimate thing to have any part of him inside. He's not a virgin to sex, but he hasn't done this before. The sensation is a little strange, but good.

Adam nips lightly at his lower lip, caching it, then kissing away any sting. He slides a second finger into Hiro, still gentle, aching to just take him, but wanting it to be good.

Hiro squirms when the second finger goes in. He's hard, leaking. "Please."

Adam stretches him just a bit more, smiling and watching him, before easing his fingers out and shifting to press lightly against him, then easing just a bit in with a low moan.

Hiro whimpers as the fingers pull out, then moans as Adam presses inside. It feels so good to be under him, feel his weight as he sinks deeper inside. When he hits Hiro's prostate, he groans in pure pleasure. "So good. So good."

Adam kisses him, stilling for a moment to let him adjust to the sensation, hands and lips sliding over him, touching lightly. He moans at Hiro's words, feeling himself flush with heat from sensation and emotion both. "God...carp..."

"Onegai, Kensei. Own me." He is trying to impale himself on Adam.

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