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WHAT in person
WHERE ALL OVER
WHEN day 7, evening -> night
NOTES it's just a mingle really

[ Maybe you're getting off work now, or maybe you're just heading there. Or maybe you don't even have a job? Either way, it's a nice quiet evening to be outside in Quiet Mounds. Out on the streets, there's no sound at all. No birds or crickets, no murmur of crowds, no traffic. Isn't it peaceful? ]

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[mentally key-smashing again, actually gasping audibly a tiny bit in surprise before he reaches out to touch her face, brushing her hair back]

I suspect you have some ideas.

Of course. But I don't need to be the one calling the shots, hm?

[slides her hands up his thighs, squeezing lightly]

Come here, then.

[rests his hand on her back to guide her up into his lap]

Mmh . . .

[smiles a little, pleased, crawling up over him]

[JEEZ YOU'RE REALLY HOT THIS IS UNFAIR. he drapes his arms over her shoulders once she's settled in, leaning up for a slow, exploring kiss]

[eases into that more than happily, humming softly, lips catching at his]

[his hands trail down her back, smoothing down the curve of her spine, and, you know, it's been awhile, but he's really getting into this kiss, the level of what is even happening in this situation just giving him more energy to pour into it. he drags her lower lip between his teeth, breaking the kiss after with a soft huff but not pulling away at all.]

[Tristan. Loves. Kissing.]

[this is super obvious as she just relaxes into it completely, arms draped around Medren. her body is palpably warm wherever it's pressed up against him, knees tightening on his thighs]

[sounds like a great time to keep kissing, then, dipping back in to slide his tongue into her mouth, hands going lower to find the bottom hem of her shirt and start absently tugging it up]

Mmh—mmh . . .

[leaning with that to make it easier, raising her hands above her head, though not really interested in breaking away from the kiss]

[pulling back just long enough to get her shirt over her head before leaning back in, laughing softly against her mouth]

Oh, you didn't want to look?

[grinning against his lips]

[bites her lip in protest, not super hard, before drawing back]

You know it isn't that.

[smoothing his hands down her sides]

[raises her arms up, stretching a little, letting him have an eyeful]

Oh, yes?

Yes, hello—

[going ahead and taking a good look, appreciative and not shy even though he's blushing a bit, hands sliding up her ribs to cup her breasts]

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