graveyardsmash | MISTLETOE MEME

[A bold, almost forceful laugh. That's sad. Rio truly thinks that? Oh. How cute.]

You say that as if I was targeting you.

How should I know? You seem to be having enough fun implying something unfortunate as it is.

[She may not be able to move, but she can certainly turn her back to him and glare at him from over her shoulder, at least.]

Well, why else would you conveniently bump into me under the mistletoe?

[That look that Rio gives him is hilarious. The sheer effort she puts into turning around just so she can glare over her shoulder - it's admirable. He just laughs again.]

The fact you think it's convenient for me is a result of your overinflated ego. It's quite the opposite, I assure you.

[She remains with her back to him, obstinate.]

Well, I don't see you attempting to get away.

[How much can he push her with words alone? He's not offended, but clearly she is by the way she deliberately tries to turn away from him.]

I can't, genius.

[Turning to keep him from anything ill-advised is the best she's got right now, although she's not about to say that.]

Unless you'd like to demonstrate getting away? I can't imagine you're all that thrilled, either.

[At this moment, AM does try to step back, but finds that his legs are mostly bolted in place. Rio didn't do this, surely, because she's not clever enough, and she clearly wants to leave.

But if she wanted to wipe that smirk off his face, she certainly did.]

So you've gotten us stuck!

[He grits his teeth now, fist clenching as he attempts not to fly off the handle.]

Took you long enough to figure it out. Not so high and mighty anymore, are you?

[It's hard to help that she starts to smirk a little at how distressed he seems by this revelation. Can't put his money where his mouth is, huh...]

Shirk the blame onto me all you want, but it takes two for this kind of thing to happen.

[Her smirk just makes him even angrier. Did she cause this? It's possible, but even so, she shouldn't delight in this.]

Oh, and you're enjoying this?!

[His fists clench up at his side, but he doesn't do more than that because he knows it would just be a bad idea at this point. For now.]

Now, get us out of this mess if you don't want me to remove you myself.

Oh, now you want me to kiss you?

[The quirk of a brow, and then she turns her face to the side again, crossing her arms tightly.]

Do it yourself if you want it that badly.

Kissing? That's what will get us unstuck?!

[Now he's even more convinced this is her fault. Then again, the perception of AM in a romantic sense seems to vary from different extremes here, so he's honestly not sure who would want to steal a kiss.

If that's what will get them unstuck and she refuses, though, that doesn't matter. AM will grab her and force it if he has to.]

Stop playing coy. If that's what will get us out of this and you refuse to participate, then clearly you have no issue being stuck here.

You cut right to the chase, don't you...

[She can't really argue that, though. It was fun pissing him off a bit, but there's also the fact she'll need to suck it up and deal if she wants to move again.]

Fine. Infuriating though you may be, I'll give you permission this once. At least make it worthwhile, will you?

[Nothing about kissing her bothers him. It's just a stupid motion of locking lips. She looks to be about Eponine's age, so that doesn't bother him either.

No, he's bothered by being stuck here and being forced to do something against his will. He's bothered by the fact that she thinks she can give him "permission" to kiss her. How silly.]

I don't need permission.

[He growls and proceeds to grab her, attempting to twirl her around to face him. If successful, he'll simply mash his lips against hers.]

You absolutely d-- mmph!

[Almost angrily, she curls her hands over his shoulders, eventually fisting them into his shirt, and kisses back with bruising force, hoping to at least hold him there for long enough to get that twisted form of revenge. It's petty, but he deserves it for that remark.]

[It's funny that the two seem to be kissing fiercely given that neither one likes each other. It would almost be a scene out of some poorly written romantic comedy. But for AM, no, it's a battle for dominance and superiority, to prove he can do whatever he wants without any human attempting to control him.

He lets her curl her hands into his shirt, and at the same time harshly wraps his arms around her. Kissing battle, commence.

But if she insists on doing this, AM will up the ante. Thanks to the Fog God, he has a very long tongue, so now he aims to force that into her mouth.]

[The initial reaction to his tongue in her mouth is disgust; her hackles rise instinctively, and she has to clamp down on the urge to bite. But that would be... Rio wants to say against the rules, but she seems to be the only one going by any rules here in the first place.

So, in an effort to get the upper hand, she fights back with what tools she has, shoving him back now that they're free of the mistletoe and pinning him against the wall -- a poor decision, perhaps, considering just how much larger he is than her. She is stronger than she looks, for sure, but body mass is what counts here.]

[Anyone watching might think that her shoving AM against a wall is an indication of her attraction to him. It surprises him, at least, but he goes with it, knowing he can easily work with it.

How much can he get away with before she does bite his tongue? Before she kicks him? It's a silly little game they seem to play.

However, at least he pulls his mouth away for a moment, just to take a breath. Or two. In between those breaths, he speaks:]

Oh my... I didn't... know you liked me... that much.

[Regardless of the state of her tongue, Rio manages to make a displeased noise at the sarcasm -- it is sarcasm, isn't it? It better be sarcasm. She pauses for long enough to allow for coherent words, although language seems to be slipping from her right now in favor of core irritation and pride.]

How far do you intend to take this game of chicken?

[Because Rio will take it perhaps further than he might expect, but there's one proverbial line in the sand she won't let him cross specifically. If he intends to toe it, she's better off shutting him down now.]

[Well, AM does not intend to take this any further beyond kissing, at least not here. This is a competition simply based on contact and goading, seeing which one will crack first. Unfortunately for Rio, AM is entirely depraved and won't hesitate. However far she takes it, he'll go with it... As long as he remains in control.]

That's not a question you want to be asking me, dear.

[He smirks before grabbing her, wrapping arms around her waist and pulling her in once more to press their lips together. There's no romance or anything in AM's gestures. Passion, yes, but not the kind that one would associate with romantic activities.]

[She doesn't have a chance to answer, but it doesn't bother her as much as she's expected; it just means she has to translate her reply into action instead. If he's going to continue the charade, it means she can't very well drop it, either.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, the claws pricking a bit while she nips challengingly on his lower lip. None of it is hard or painful, only enough to introduce a bit of roughness into her gestures. She won't let it be said she can't keep up when provoked, after all.]

[AM doesn't mind her feeling his shoulders; his spikes mostly protect him from anything awful there. But he still feels her fingers digging into his scales, attempting to get between them.

She bites his lip in a playful manner, and immediately AM takes it as another challenge. How much can they push this? If she wants to do more than mash lips together, so be it; he's the one gifted with a very long tongue from the Fog God, after all. So he presses his tongue against her mouth, attempting to slide it in.]

[Adding tongue to the mix doesn't seem like a problem... until she realizes just how long his is, managing to tickle the back of her throat, and nearly chokes, yanking her head back.]

Do-- Do that again and I'll bite it clean off!

[That's the fun thing about this tongue - he can make people choke. ~~He can make people choke on other parts of his body too I mean--~~ Once Rio's gag reflex is tickled, she reels back and AM is quick to withdraw his tongue, laughing as she threatens him.]

Oh, I'm sorry. Isn't this how humans exchange kisses?

Humans typically don't have tongues the length of a small serpent!!

[Finally catching her breath, Rio straightens up, reassembling her dignity.]

Do you get off on petty pranks? Is that it?

[He laughs again at the comment about his tongue. Yes, he's proud of it. He could have asked the Fog God for a different modification, but this one seemed to have the most potential for fun.]

"Petty pranks" is one way to put it, I suppose.

[Yes, they're incredibly petty, but it's that or nothing.]

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