Once again his strength surprises her a little, but she smiles into the kiss, arms sliding loosely around his neck so her nails can gently scratch at the back of his neck. The compulsion of the mistletoe breaks fairly quickly, and Mipha breaks the kiss not long after, breathing slightly ragged.
She blinks slowly, feeling a little like she's coming out of a dream] I...I'm not sure what came over me...
[Those nails on the back of his neck send a shiver down his spine that only leaves him wanting more when she pulls back. But he won't push for it, instead simply tilting his head forward to rest against her forehead, keeping the moment close and intimate.]
My, I wonder... have I proven to be a bad influence on you after all?
[Mipha sighs, a soft, content little noise as she rests her head against his.]
I think you know the answer to that quite well. [Don't be cheeky, Mephisto. We all know everything's your fault.]
But I think blame this time can fall to those plants. I wasn't aware one could be quite that dangerous. At least, not without eating it or touching it. [Sure Mipha, blame the innocent plant!!]
They do seem to be enchanted, don't they? [Nah he totally already knew that.]
It wouldn't be the only thing around here touched by a bit of magic. Why, I've already seen the effects of that glitter they've been... dusting everyone... ah.
[SUDDENLY AWARE THAT SHE IS COVERED IN GLITTER. Which means he is also now covered in glitter. Maybe not enchanted glitter, no, but... it's now very obvious just how close they were a second ago.]
[He has to bring a hand to his mouth to choke back a laugh.]
[His trailing off is met with confusion. ?? ?? Yes? Glitter, dusting everyone. She's following, go on-- Oh. She looks down at themselves.]
...Oh! Oh, no, this isn't from-- Well, I suppose that's not the point. [Mipha looks a grand mix of embarrassed, alarmed, and apologetic and she ineffectively brushes at his clothes in an attempt to dislodge some of the green glitter. It...it doesn't work. She looks dismayed, but damn if she's not trying.]
I, ah... I apologize. [Mipha laughs a little, sheepish] I promise to make it up to you, somehow. But, at least you can pretend it was the glitter they've been throwing around? [You know, in case he doesn't want anyone to know it came from her and all or something.]
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Once again his strength surprises her a little, but she smiles into the kiss, arms sliding loosely around his neck so her nails can gently scratch at the back of his neck. The compulsion of the mistletoe breaks fairly quickly, and Mipha breaks the kiss not long after, breathing slightly ragged.
She blinks slowly, feeling a little like she's coming out of a dream] I...I'm not sure what came over me...
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[Those nails on the back of his neck send a shiver down his spine that only leaves him wanting more when she pulls back. But he won't push for it, instead simply tilting his head forward to rest against her forehead, keeping the moment close and intimate.]
My, I wonder... have I proven to be a bad influence on you after all?
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I think you know the answer to that quite well. [Don't be cheeky, Mephisto. We all know everything's your fault.]
But I think blame this time can fall to those plants. I wasn't aware one could be quite that dangerous. At least, not without eating it or touching it. [Sure Mipha, blame the innocent plant!!]
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It wouldn't be the only thing around here touched by a bit of magic. Why, I've already seen the effects of that glitter they've been... dusting everyone... ah.
[SUDDENLY AWARE THAT SHE IS COVERED IN GLITTER. Which means he is also now covered in glitter. Maybe not enchanted glitter, no, but... it's now very obvious just how close they were a second ago.]
[He has to bring a hand to his mouth to choke back a laugh.]
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...Oh! Oh, no, this isn't from-- Well, I suppose that's not the point. [Mipha looks a grand mix of embarrassed, alarmed, and apologetic and she ineffectively brushes at his clothes in an attempt to dislodge some of the green glitter. It...it doesn't work. She looks dismayed, but damn if she's not trying.]
I, ah... I apologize. [Mipha laughs a little, sheepish] I promise to make it up to you, somehow. But, at least you can pretend it was the glitter they've been throwing around? [You know, in case he doesn't want anyone to know it came from her and all or something.]