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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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[ Still not there yet. Fine. Haruka almost laughs, but considering her breath is coming in puffs now, it's just ragged. If that's what Michiru wants...that's what Michiru will get...

She turns on as much of her smoulder as she can manage, soft and intimate and almost smiling. On her terms, Michiru. She always yields on her own terms. ] Finish me.

[with pleasure. That's a full blown smirk, and then Michiru shifts, bracing herself against the mattress, and leans in for a taste.

It looks as if she's given up on the teasing though, from the way she's going straight for her prize. The pacing might be andante for the moment, but hey. Your terms, right?]

Hhhhh--- [ Both Haruka's legs twitch, wanting to prop themselves up on the bed. She keeps letting herself moan - holding back only distracts from where she ~~has no choice but to~~ would like to focus. Soon, sparing thoughts for that kind of thing won't even be an option...

She wets her own lips, since her mouth has suddenly gone dry. It must be from all this heat. Everywhere. Inside her body.

Her fingers curl into the sheets. ]

[Michiru makes a pleased noise, even as her arm moves, fingers digging into your hips as if that would allow her to get closer. She certainly likes an appreciative audience.

That's a long, slow lick, nothing but her breath for a precious second, and then she's sucking gently.]

[ Oh gods Michiru. The rest of Haruka wants to be touched, too, but that would involve Michiru stopping what she's doing, and that mustn't happen. Her eyes close, the better to focus on her partner. ]

Nnnn. [ Her hips twitch again, appreciative. ]

[those reactions spur her on, continuing in the same vein for a few short endless minutes.

Mm, Haruka. That's the tip of her tongue again, and then she's tracing slow, deliberate patterns with it. It's the same ones she pressed into your thigh earlier, but she'll forgive you if you're not thinking straight enough to recognize it.]

Mich-- [ No, the connection isn't consciously being made. She might sense something here is similar, but couldn't specify if asked. She couldn't do a lot of things right now if asked.

Though. Hmm.. ] D'you still... [ Mmmnngh. ] take requests?

Hmm? [she's listening, though she's going to take this opportunity to increase her pacing a little.]

[ Ah - that's - you read her mind, it's like you're psychic....Haruka waits a bit before replying to better enjoy this development.

But reply she eventually does, lifting a hand to graze Michiru's hairline right behind the other woman's ear. She's probably going to regret not having this hand to support herself with, but she'll deal with that when it happens. ] Don't hold back.

[well, since you asked so nicely. Michiru hums with pleasure, fingers pressing into your hips as if to keep you right here.

And that is definitely a jump in tempo. Nothing fancy now. If anything, it looks like she is intent on relentlessly driving you to the edge.

You can take it, right?]

[ ~~Who the hell do you think she is?~~ Always. And she'll do it without moving that hand, too.

Even if her fingers curl around Michiru's hair and moans turn more into grunts, barely able to voice one before another starts. When it's Michiru, Haruka wants to take everything. Anything for Michiru.

So she's pushed to said ledge...and lingers there. Her chin snaps down. ] Rgghh....Nn..

[she doesn't let up, focusing only on the moment. The taste of you, the sound of your voice, the heat, the pounding of her blood in her ears, the fingers in her hair. You. Them. Just them, in this moment.

A swirl of her tongue. Come along.]

[ She's here, Michiru. She's here, she'll follow, she - ]

Haaahhh......

[ When the tension finally snaps, she doesn't yell so much as just....exhale with her entire body, energy draining, flowing, slipping into Michiru through her fingertips, as she waits for the waves to stop roiling in her head. Once the sea is somewhat calmer, she combs those fingers through her partner's hair, and her hand only trembles a little bit.

A shaky laugh, and she's trying to sneak a peek at Michiru. Well done. ]

[she's slowly shifting. One last taste, eyes flick up to you, and she's sitting up, just to look at you.

She definitely looks pleased with herself, as she slowly licks her lips.]

[ Oh, you. Haruka's not sure if she's cracking up from absurdity or fondness, but she can't help but smile as she cups Michiru's head in her hand. Compliments aren't really necessary right now, are they.

She starts trying to sit up. Those lips deserve something nice after what just happened. Maybe, if she goes slowly, she'll be able to reach them sooner or later... ]

[and she's leaning in, hands against your shoulders as she slowly presses you back into the bed and settles on top of you.

Hi.]

[ Hi yourself. Are her legs free now? If Haruka can move even one, she's embracing Michiru with it, even as her free arm comes up to do the same.

Her fingernails play with Michiru's cheek, and she smiles softly. ] Gloater.

[it's silly, how secure she feels in your embrace.]

Am I? [that's a returning smile, and then she's closing that distance for a quiet kiss]

[ You took the (lack of) words right out of her mouth. That embrace tightens as Haruka deepens the kiss, keeping things simple, but intimate. She's terrible at "thank you", but.....being pampered was nice.

So's this. ]

[mm. Her hands at your shoulders tighten. Being all wrapped up in you is just so...

Either way, she has no complaints about this method of communication, no.]

[ Haruka seems disinclined to change her position even after the kiss ends, making a pillow out of her shoulder for Michiru. She turns her head to keep looking at her partner. ] Another year.

[ They're going to keep spending all of their Salvations and New Years like this, right? Assuming the world doesn't end. ]

[this is the second New Years they spent together, isn't it?.

That's a nuzzle against your shoulder, and she's settling in, looking fondly at you.]

Let's make it a good one. [she'll take that as a reference to the year ahead of them]

Mm. [ Good plan. Except for right now. Can they just lie here, like this, right now? And pretend time doesn't exist for the rest of the afternoon? The baby's being watched. Nothing's exploding or falling down the stairs. The world isn't ending just yet, either.

Haruka cuddles closer. Things are good. ]

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