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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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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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[So snarky. A little thing like love confessions is nothing to their relationship. Now, in continuing being unbearably sexy, Riku's going to curl her arms around his neck and
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[He trails off with a grin, letting her take the lead for the moment. He is definitely going to have her legs over his shoulders at some point, but that's a little ways away yet.]
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[Win/win situation? I think so. Both for Riku's 'experience' and wherever her legs end up. He's getting climbed on.]
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[Well hello there, pretty lady. He's not going to make it difficult for her, but he doesn't exactly seem to be trying to help things along either.]
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