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[orangetoughguy]

Action!

[Mr. Orange is running a couple errands around town on his very nice and easy and open off-work Sunday. There's mistletoe out around the City but it's like two weeks before Christmas so that's not unusual at all, right?!]

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[deadly_legacy]

[Oh, oh... Well, it's not the worst thing she's ever been wrong about. And there could have bee snow. This is safer and warmer. Such a gentleman, really. She'll have to thank him by returning that kiss.]

[orangetoughguy]

[It's soft and chaste at first. Then it turns a little more heated when Orange introduces his tongue to the princess's mouth. Idly he's reminded, she kind of looks like a pink haired girl he once dated, in the 80s.]

What am I even writing?

[deadly_legacy]

[Her tongue is eager to make his tongue's acquaintance and wastes no time showing him around. Today has made her no stranger to the kiss of someone who is almost a stranger. It becomes something that is both familiar and new and exhilarating at least for however long the mistletoe deems it to be so.]

something for which you have no regrets?

[orangetoughguy]

[Mmff. Hope she doesn't mind the taste of ash because he does have a smoker's mouth. After a moment though Orange finally, finally, leans back just enough to look at Euphie.]

...You got pink hair. [Because that's the only thing that comes to mind when he's dumbfounded. His hands are still on her too.]

Exactly.

[deadly_legacy]

[Yes, it surprised her at first, but it's not the first time she's tasted that today. And he is a better kisser than some of them.]

Ah...I do. It's natural. [Sometimes people ask. And she doesn't seem to question the hands, nor is she moving much just yet.]