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kingdomdressing2012-12-24 07:49 pm
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[ At this point holiday parties are to be expected, just as much as spells and mistletoe. Four years of routine and tradition aren't often broken, especially by the DR, and the annual Christmas Eve party is here. There's not a big ballroom this year, or a large snowy landscape. Just a large room, decorated with soft couches and sofas, a large, warming fireplace with stockings hung up, and an enormous fresh Christmas tree, decorated in red and green and silver. It's nothing huge, but there are candles on shelves and the table, wreathes on the doors, and two other doors. One is a sliding glass door on the opposite end that leads to a pier over the water, lined with icicle lights, and the other leads to a snowy outdoor area filled with mysteriously docile and friendly reindeer. Who knows? Maybe some of them can even fly.
There are probably a few people who only come for the food, and they won't be disappointed. There are two tables lined with party foods. Sweets, cheeses, sausage and mini sandwiches. No matter how much is taken they never seem to run out, and there's a smaller round table of drinks, including punch and eggnog.
Formal wear seems to be a given, even with the comfortable atmosphere, and anyone who didn't at least try to dress semi-formal will find themselves in something more festive. ]
There are probably a few people who only come for the food, and they won't be disappointed. There are two tables lined with party foods. Sweets, cheeses, sausage and mini sandwiches. No matter how much is taken they never seem to run out, and there's a smaller round table of drinks, including punch and eggnog.
Formal wear seems to be a given, even with the comfortable atmosphere, and anyone who didn't at least try to dress semi-formal will find themselves in something more festive. ]

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[And dust. It was gross. Didn't she stay with Red that night?]
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[Shrug! Tough luck, Riku. Speaking of staying the night, can she guess where he's headed now that every other room has been checked on?]
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[Now she's just imagining what it all might have looked like. She's not really bitter about him not being forced to clean up the place, and is actually pretty glad for it. They have better things to do. And yes, she can guess. His hand is getting squeezed.]
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[He squeezes back once before dragging her into the bedroom. To be honest, he's not even necessarily wanting sex, just to be close to her.]
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That's fine, I can think of more important things.
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[He kicks his shoes off and promptly flops onto the bed, pulling her with him so she'll land on the bed and not him. He wouldn't her landing on him, he's just, you know, kind of bony.]
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What?
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What happens now?
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[Emotions? Relationships??? Complete mysteries to him. A part of him is nervous he'll find a way to mess this up before they've even really gotten off the ground. The rest of him is pretty sure that's fucking moronic, considering the shit they've already been through as friends and friends with benefits, but he just can't help it. He takes a moment to shift and press his face against her hair.]
Probably go on like normal, I guess. Except with more PDA.
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PDA never struck me as your thing, but I guess I can deal with that.
[Obviously she's just teasing. She doesn't expect they'll be making out in public in the fashion of love-struck teenagers. Close, but not quite. She moves her hand to take his, eyes closed.]
So does that make us... what? What are we now?
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[He hums against her hair at the question, wondering that himself. They've gone into this... well, not backwards, really, but certainly sideways or something.]
No clue.
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[She turns her head to kiss... whatever part of him is closest. His cheek, his neck, something. She starts to say something after that and stops short, hesitating, just breathing against him.]
Would you want to say we're dating? I don't know if that sounds right.
[It's a weird word, when it's the two of them. They're not courting, they won't be doing any "dates" different from what they have been. It feels like something else.]
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I don't think there's a word for what we are.
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I didn't think so. Whatever, it's not like we need one.
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[Red moves to press a grinning kiss to her mouth.]
So, you know, I'm back to normal, we've got all that sappy bullshit out of the way...
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[Except she's grinning, too, blatantly teasingly, and even though she sits up like she's going to go she's just pulling her shoes off.]
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Well fine, if that's what you want. I mean, I was thinking more along the lines of seeing how many orgasms I can get out of you before you're begging me to stop as celebration for my return and all that, but it's up to you, obviously.
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Shut up.
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I think you're going to need to make me.
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