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Salvation Meme!

The holidays are upon Union, bringing an event (and plenty of snow) in their wake...and in the midst of the excitement, some characters may have gifts they wish to give others. That's where this meme comes in!

If you just want to post an OOC list of the Salvation gifts your character got their CR (or their Pokémon, or their CR's Pokémon...), there's an OOC top-level comment for that. If you'd rather surprise someone ICly, however, there's a section for that as well.

Happy gifting! And happy OOC holidays to everyone in the game. Let's make the seasons bright. :)

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[that's noise of protest - either because you're grinning or she would like more. Not that the two are mutually exclusive, to be honest.

That's another kiss, lips opening and tongue flicking out. Maybe if you were doing something else with your mouth...]

[ Ah, true. Haruka presses up with first her hips, and then her mouth, tongue following suit. Her eyes close, narrowing her world to Michiru's body alone. Being in a compromised position's pretty nice when it's like this. ]

[a muffled groan, and she's pressing in close, brushing chest against chest. Free hand against your shoulder for balance, while she flips her other hand, trying to lace her fingers with yours.]

[ You got her again. Haruka's fingers dig into the back of Michiru's hand, and she hums in response to that groan. You're good at this...

Her fingers caress Michiru's hairline even as her face presses closer. Should she lean back or remain upright(ish)? ]

[she squeezes back, other hand moving up, fingers light against your cheek. She chases that with a quiet murmur that could be your name.

Whichever way you go, she'll follow.

[ Given her current position, down seems better to Haruka. So down she goes, arching her back into her partner in the process. She doesn't want to be separated from Michiru for even an instant.

When her head hits the mattress, she sighs. ]

[that's a smile as she settles fully on top of you. From that wiggle, she certainly seems intent on making herself comfortable.

Sorry if her hair tickles, but she's going to go back to kissing you now.]

[ The only thing possibly more comfortable than that position is this one. Or this one. Or this one. They might have to keep moving against each other to investigate. Particularly Haruka, pushing up with her legs.

Though she also has no problems with returning to kissing each other. She's getting rougher, though. ]

[she kisses right back, but moves herself slightly off center, shifting against you. Her knee is planted on the mattress, right between your legs while she herself seems to be straddling your thigh.

Clothes are a bit overrated right about now.]

[ They are. They really are. Haruka tries to help Michiru with her shirt, but that involves looking up to see what she's doing, which in turn involves running right into that knee and hnnnn this might take some maneuvering.

She grins, though. Do your worst. She can take it. ]

[that's a sly look, and she's arching over you, leaning in to nuzzle and nip at your jaw. The buttons on her blouse are easily within reach, but she's also pressing up with that knee.]

Ngh- [ You're making this difficult on purpose, aren't you. Haruka would glare, but she's too madly into you for it to be convincing. So instead she just keeps smirking and ignores the way her fingertips are trembling as she works with these buttons. There's one. Two - mm, she's tempted to nuzzle back. Three.

And she's found something nicer to nuzzle now. ]

[there's a sharp intake of breath as she freezes for a moment, and mmf. She knew that was coming, but still.

She breathes out. It's almost a shaky breath, if you're paying attention.]

[ Haruka feels that exhale more than hears it, her own breathing soft against Michiru's body. You were nipping before, right? She'll do the same, and kiss the spot once she's finished.

Below her head, her fingers feel their ways to button number four. ]

[and that's definitely a shiver at that nip. Michiru is almost frozen in indecision, mind vividly tracking the spots where your breath seems to just caress her skin. She should...probably move or something or at least.

Haah. That's a quiet groan, and then she's pushing down with her hips and pressing up with her knee.]

[ If you're enjoying her breath, Michiru, Haruka did just have to exhale sharply. She almost flubs the last button, but performing most tasks automatically does have its uses. Now she has a full strip of bare skin to press against, trying to summon some cheek. ] Is that all?

[pushy. And she's sliding back down and sitting back up a little, so her hands are free to tug at your shirt. She's already missing the warmth against her skin.]

Is what all? [looks like she has every intention of making short work of these buttons]

[ Good, because she misses you too. The cool air's just not the same, even though it's making her skin prickle, sensitive. ] Telling would be cheating.

[she's working those buttons from the bottom up, and then taking her sweet time in tracing those oft hidden curves.]

Are we making up arbitrary rules now? [even though they always do that]

Maybe I think you can figure it out. [ Such belief. Very trust. Haruka tries not to move too much, so as not to interfere with Michiru's exploration. Yes, she's an....extremely competent young lady.

Her face flushes as Michiru's fingers round a curve. This is nice. ]

I'm touched. [well, technically you are.

And she's leaning down, taking up that trail with her lips instead, taking her time visiting landmarks that she seems to know intimately.]

[ The trail rises to meet Michiru's lips on occasion, as Haruka's finding it increasingly difficult to behave. She shifts a little under Michiru's touch, too. Those are all wonderful places, but....is there anywhere you've never explored before? Perhaps they'll discover one together. ]

[that might take some creativity, but she can play along. As it is, she is making every effort to...appreciate your chest. Slow, lingering trail of kisses, topped off with a swirl of tongue and heat.

Somebody has to, after all, and she will take on that duty with relish.]

Ah..... [ Haruka's thighs move together (even if there's a knee in the way). Count on Michiru to make her feel this tender, but she's trying not to be impatient since the pace is one of the best parts of this.

She does have that knee pinned now, though. That thought makes her smile. Maybe she can do something with that....She presses her legs against it, also determined to go slow. ]

[that might be a surprised exhale when she feels your legs shift. And while her knee moves, it's because she's tightening that grip she's got about your thigh where she's straddling it.

Inhale, and she's forcing her legs to relax. Maybe if she pretends it didn't happen, she can ignore the flush in her cheeks.]

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