Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman. Status: Closed. Where: Around places. What: Cid and Benedikta follow a lead and sneak into a fancy holiday party. Event stuff TBA. Warnings: it's them, what do you want from me
[Normally he would help, but he is far too busy laughing. He continues to laugh even as she storms up to him, and it will take a few moments more before he wipes his eyes and looks at her.]
[She softens in his arms, practically melting at the warmth that wraps around her when he hugs her, all of the tension and the frustration washing away only to be replaced by absolute bliss.
Bliss that is short-lived when she hears that kupo, and the sound of a moogle coming closer.]
Oh, here she comes...
[It's murmured into his ear just as Kupli appears in front of them, flying upward and flapping her wings with so much exertion that Benedikta fears her pom might pop any moment.]
She has been trying all night.
["You left me down there, kupooo~ hrrrnnng..." She hoists herself up and sits on the railing to catch her breath.]
[It has to be on the lips or else it doesn't count!!! But with him being so close and his scent starting to mingle with that of the peaches and ale is making it increasingly more difficult for her to resist.
She pretends to ponder for a moment, and while she is pouting heavily at him still, there is no shortage of amusement shimmering in her eyes.]
Alright, fine.
[Giving in, she huffs her most dramatic sigh.]
Please.
[But just because she's saying it does not mean she's giving in and letting him win!!!]
[Not much longer... Except she'll take a moment to fix him with an irritated stare because she knows what he is doing. She is simply too full of alcohol to care much more than a stare and a noise in the back of her throat that sounds very much like a whine.]
["Wait, wait, let me... hrrnng..." Kupli struggles to get her wings flapping again, but when their lips don't touch, she gives another frustrated groan and sinks back onto the railing, almost as disappointed as Benedikta feels right now.
[He'll feel that laugh, likely taste it as he tempts her closer.]
Something that I would not dare say in front of aβ
[Her words are cut off when she turns around to Kupli, who continues to groan and grumble and sigh, and is most certainly begging for their attention.]
βMoogle. Is there a problem?
[Kupli just frowns at her, and then jabs a fuzzy little paw at the mistletoe that is now hanging above them, with Puksi there to hold it up.]
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You look no worse for wear.
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I am [...hiccup...] alright, thank you for asking. Are you quite finished?
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Aye, I am.
[And now he just stands there, one arm leaning against the railing as he just smiles roguishly at her as if waiting.]
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...
....
Before she caves and falls towards him, her arms thrown around his shoulders.]
No more running.
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I wasn't running.
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[She nudges herself into him even further, arms tightening, her breath smelling of sweet peach wine and cider as she nuzzles his cheek.]
Hold me.
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Like this?
[And in the distance not too far away there is a faint kupopopo...]
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[She softens in his arms, practically melting at the warmth that wraps around her when he hugs her, all of the tension and the frustration washing away only to be replaced by absolute bliss.
Bliss that is short-lived when she hears that kupo, and the sound of a moogle coming closer.]
Oh, here she comes...
[It's murmured into his ear just as Kupli appears in front of them, flying upward and flapping her wings with so much exertion that Benedikta fears her pom might pop any moment.]
She has been trying all night.
["You left me down there, kupooo~ hrrrnnng..." She hoists herself up and sits on the railing to catch her breath.]
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So have you.
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[She pouts with that protest before she's pulling back to stare at Kupli, who is busy fixing the two strands of mistletoe tied around her.]
Well, have you come to get that kiss you've been wishing out of us all evening?
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"Yes!! You always kiss all the time, why are you being so difficult!!"]
Don't look at me, she's the one who hasn't said the words yet.
[Smirk.]
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[Her brow furrows as she looks between them, Kupli's frown a stark contrast to Cid's stupid smirk.]
Hang on, what words? There are a lot of... magical words... that get you to do what I want.
[Kupli looks at them, disgusted, and tries to cover her ears. "Yuckkkkk, kupo..."]
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That's for you to figure out.
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I love you...?
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Oh that's a good one...
[And he leans in a little closer...]
But not quite.
[Smile.]
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Benedikta, meanwhile, ignores her and kisses his cheek.]
You are the most handsome man in all of these caves?
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While true, still not it.
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She pretends to ponder for a moment, and while she is pouting heavily at him still, there is no shortage of amusement shimmering in her eyes.]
Alright, fine.
[Giving in, she huffs her most dramatic sigh.]
Please.
[But just because she's saying it does not mean she's giving in and letting him win!!!]
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Please...?
[Because he's going to drag this out as long as he can.]
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Please... Give me a kiss.
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And if I don't?
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She huffs against his lips.]
Then you shall have your due punishment for it.
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[With each word his breath and lips brush so tantalizing close to hers.]
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Something that I would not dare say in front of aβ
[Her words are cut off when she turns around to Kupli, who continues to groan and grumble and sigh, and is most certainly begging for their attention.]
βMoogle. Is there a problem?
[Kupli just frowns at her, and then jabs a fuzzy little paw at the mistletoe that is now hanging above them, with Puksi there to hold it up.]
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All right, all right. Since you did ask for it first, proving my win.
[A smirk.]
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ππ fin.