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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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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.]

[ Hey, if her cheeks have to color, so do yours. This is an equal partnership.

Haruka smiles, encouraging Michiru to continue. There's not much more shifting she can do, pinned as she is, but she still scoots as close as she can. All of the above has been quite nice. Do keep at it. ]

[she hardly needs the encouragement, judging by the way her mouth is otherwise engaged. She'll shift though, leaving a trail of nips and kisses to give some attention to the other one. Equality, huh?

And while she's at it, her hand is steadily, stealthily drawing patterns in her skin that all seem to lead down your torso.]

Mmmmmn.... [ Haruka likes where this is going. She lifts her own hand to place it back on Michiru's body.

Very low on the other woman's hips. But even that is kind of hard to reach and grip, so she'll have to settle for soft stroking. Haruka doubts Michiru will mind. ]

[that might be a smile against your skin. And that's a satisfied hum in response to yours, even as she takes her sweet time reaching for your belt.

That's one last nuzzle, and then she's sitting up again and undoing your belt.]

[ Things are getting serious. Haruka exhales, trying not to crane her neck too much to watch. It'll be more fun if she doesn't see things coming...but at the same time, she wants to watch Michiru. Should she help, though?

She'll only lift her hips if Michiru seems to have some issues handling that belt - or shows an inclination to slide her trousers down. Their current position is somewhat tenuous, and she'd hate to disturb it. ]

[she's certainly showing an inclination to do just that, from the way she's (unfortunately) moving out of the way and tugging at your trousers.

Still. The benefits outweigh the costs, judging from that smirk on her face.]

[ Haruka adopts a long-suffering look - you're going to make her move, good grief - and obliges. She doesn't quite roll her eyes, but she thinks it very loudly.

The grin is sort of ruining the effect here, though. ]

[trousers, belt, underwear and all get tossed blithely to the side and she's settling in again. A hand is placed low on your hips, while the other presses patterns onto the plane of your stomach.]

Lazy.

[ Oh, it's going to be much harder to think of a comeback now. This doesn't mean that Haruka can't try, though, despite most of her attention being on what's happening with Michiru's hands, not coming out of her mouth. ] Completist.

[ Then again, that's a compliment. ]

Am I? [she certainly is a tease, seeing how she's moving back a little, fingers trailing and studiously avoiding anything important. If your leg is propped up, she'll kiss that knee, but little will stop her from lightly drawing her fingernails across your inner thigh and your calf.

What's the point of learning new things if you don't apply them?]

[ Haruka tries to nod and ends up just moving her chin. ] Overkill, real--

[ And there would be those nails against her skin. Against her leg, but the sensation travels up through her body, spreading as it moves until even her fingertips can feel what Michiru's doing down there. Dammit. A weak point.

She does her best to chuckle, but there really is no recovering from seizing up with a stifled moan, is there? ]

[mmm. That sound you made shouldn't affect her this much. She can almost feel her own heart rate ratcheting up.

Still, it's almost lazy, the way she's wrapping a loose arm around your leg and brushing patterns onto it.] I didn't quite catch that.

It wasn't important. [ Not like what she's feeling right now. Haruka is dimly aware she should be more upset with herself for having easily-exploitable vulnerabilities, but if the person exploiting them is Michiru, and if it makes her feel...this....

This time she sucks air in through her teeth, breasts and hips feeling warm. Michiru is merciless. That kind of nerve is also attractive. ]

No? [she isn't really expecting an answer, from the way she's leaning down to kiss a spot on the inside of your leg, right above the knee. The fingers on your calf keep right on moving, alternating between the calloused pads of her fingers and the nails.]

Aahhhnn... [ Replying is not possible right now. Haruka needs to breathe through her mouth instead. But she can't help but smile. Adagio, huh....right. Michiru is always reminding her to slow down.

So instead of wasting her breath, she tries to nudge Michiru's face with that leg. She'll relax, already. She trusts you. See, there she goes. Tension dissipating.

Mostly. ]

[that's a quiet chuckle and she responds with a nuzzle and another kiss. This one, however, is marginally closer than the first. And another one. And another one. And when it's too awkward for her to reach for your calf anymore, she's hooking her wrist around your leg and letting her tongue flick against the skin of your inner thigh.]

Mmmn... [ Haruka's head tips back. It's funny how her chest can get tender again even with Michiru nowhere near it. The same for between her legs, but Michiru's only getting closer, there...

She's no longer bothering to keep from calling out, though, so pretty much every one of those licks gets a reaction. This is what makes it fun for you, right? She doesn't want to be the only one feeling good. ]

[it's certainly encouraging to hear, and that's a pleased hum in response.

But whether or not those sounds are making her go any faster is still up in the air. She's taking a long moment, thoroughly kissing your thigh. Eyes flick up to you, and then she's finally moving.

The lightest flick of her tongue against those folds, an exhale, and then she's moving again and latching her mouth onto the inner thigh of your other leg. It's probably unfair, how her tongue is laving patterns onto the skin there.]

[ Tease. Haruka shivers, free leg bending slightly. If she calls Michiru a tease, though....that'll only goad her......which, really, Haruka's not complaining, but appreciation for someone's style doesn't always align with what her body is telling her it wants, and soon....look at her, Michiru even made her fingers tremble, that's amazing...

She manages to fit a few words around tiny moans anyway. ] Having fun?

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