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mundaati ([personal profile] mundaati) wrote in [community profile] promuseboxing2017-02-22 02:42 am
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open smut post



OPEN POST
-my muselist is here
-mention who you want in the subject line
-leave me a prompt/picture/whatever
-???
-profit
00ne: (1matter of business to take care of)

[personal profile] 00ne 2017-02-23 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
[This was... unexpected. Different. A challenge. An opportunity. His first instinct of taking the escape route is quashed, not without a moment of consideration, and he glances down to the mug still steaming in his hand.]

[With deliberately paced movements, he turns back toward the kitchen entryway and set the mug down on the nearest counter, turning back to Relena with a more shuttered version of his previous apprehension, joined this time by seriousness. He raises both hands gently to her shoulders and then, after a moment of consideration, rests them on her waist, still fully over the shirt.]


You're sure. [It wasn't quite a question, but the hesitation waited for an answer.]
n0_w1nged_dove: (flirty)

[personal profile] n0_w1nged_dove 2017-02-23 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ She waits to see how things play out, knowing he needs that moment to decide whether he's going to take her up on her offer or not. And when he finally returns it's a relief that she didn't make a fool of herself for nothing. ]

Of course I am.

[ If she wasn't sure she wouldn't be standing there without panties on trying to seduce him. ]

Are you?
00ne: (1sad glance)

[personal profile] 00ne 2017-02-23 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[mission accepted.]

[Heero's eyes soften, although no less serious than before, as the question is turned on him. He gives that no small amount of consideration as well- was he sure? ...Yes, the voice of reason within him said. Was he prepared? Well, that was another question entirely. There were not many things Heero Yuy was ill-equipped for, but perhaps this was one of the most glaring holes in his breadth of human experience. Not that he didn't know how it worked in the mechanical sense, nor totally devoid of instinct, but...]


I'm sure. [He says, and then adds with a note of apology devoid of sarcasm] But may require --guidance.

[His hands moved slowly from her hips, steadily to take her hands clasped between them, and drew them to his mouth, laying an instinctual press of lips.]