Not cheating. Maybe the tea cup could just be made of glue! :D
((But how do you shape it while the glue is liquid-y? Pascal has some experimentation to do…
Hmm, I don’t really look like either one of these girls. Maybe the one on the right a tiny bit more.
@Daniel
“That was a kind of kiss that a man who loves a woman shares..” He said with a smirk and pressed his lips on hers, slanting them gently, capturing her bottom lip gently and tugging on it. You’ve got to control yourself, Ferdinand. You’ve got to. He braced his arms on the wall and slowly, pulled himself away. He was short of breath, as was she. Taking her hand in his, he slowly pulled her with him, up the stairs to her chambers.
At first, she thought maybe he’d missed, but then he seemed to want her lip, and suddenly her bodice felt very tight. He moved away - that was bad, definitely bad - but took her hand, leading her upstairs. She was vaguely aware of a couple of servants standing dumb-struck in the corridor; there’d been one or two in the hall as well, hadn’t there? She couldn’t be entirely sure; the world seemed very hazy just now, her small hand held securely in his larger one being the only thing clearly in focus.
Her room was just as she’d left it, except Rapunzel had gone - where? she wondered idly. The tea tray was still sitting on the rumpled sheets where her friend had explained so much to her. Snow paused, looking at Danny expectantly. He would know what to do next.
airplanned: Maybe several layers of elbows. It’d be a really thick tea cup. Oh! Or one layer of lasagna! And I’m not sure they could put hot water in in afterwards or the noodles would cook and then it’d get all floppy.
((Greg suggests extra glue - it could fill in empty spots and maybe line the inside. Is that cheating?
@Daniel
Daniel paused on the winding staircase and slowly let her down, letting her body trail along his. He thought the way she felt was amazing, but he was too gentleman-like to say it out loud. Instead, he smiled and slowly pressed her up against the cold, stone wall. “You like neck kisses, Hmm?” He leaned in more closely, letting his breath tease her neck until he finally pressed a chaste kiss on her skin. “Yes.. Snow. I like neck kisses.” He whispered against her skin, and pressed another kiss on her. He let his tongue flick her skin, waiting to hear a response from her.
What—-oh! It was a small sound, more breath than actual noise, and she blinked rapidly, grasping his biceps. Her back was cold, but her front was warm, very warm. “But that wasn’t a kiss - what - what did you do?”
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((Boo!! Also, this morning in the shower I was thinking about Eugene and Pascal doing macaroni art. WITHOUT Rapunzel. XDDo you think they could make a tea cup just out of macaroni? If they glued things together real tight and didn’t leave any holes? That would be so classy that Pascal would die.
((Hmm, that would take some careful work, making sure there weren’t any holes. But if they put a cup inside that they didn’t glue the pasta to, it’d give them a good shape and base to work from. And I think there would have to be multiple shapes - don’t know that just regular elbows alone would work… Hmm…
@Daniel
What is she doing? Oh — He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment as she kissed his neck. He take a take in a sharp, deep breath and slowly let it out. He needed to get a control over his body before she saw what she was doing to him. Not yet, Daniel. Not yet. It’s too soon to be — but I can feel her against me and, no. Snap out of it.
“Y-Yes..” He mumbled, getting tongue-tied. “I know how it works. Do you?” Either I put her to bed and show her I know how it works or I let her go now and hide away in the study for a bit to calm down. Daniel decided he’d just take her to her room and keep a distance; he had to or his fingers and lips were going to find her and leave the both of them wanting for more.
“And.. I like babies. I have a feeling I’d like your babies more than anything.”
Hmm, he was acting kind of funny - oh! Maybe this was part of what Rapunzel told her about being able to tell when he liked something!
She nodded, especially glad he couldn’t see her face right now. “Yes, I know how it works…” Well, mostly. She wouldn’t tell him that part. Too embarrassing. Maybe she could get away with it for awhile. She smiled into his tunic when he said that he’d like her babies. She just felt like giggling all the time now. Oh, but she’d better ask her question before she forgot. Especially since they were inside now, and heading up the stairs - he was probably going to insist that she lay down for awhile. Hmpf.
“Rapunzel said I should ask you about things you like: do you like neck kisses? Because I do.”
@Daniel
Daniel bit his tongue. He didn’t interject and he didn’t allow himself the space to even think twice about her outburst about kissing that other man. He just held her more tightly, knowing fully well that now, she was his. It didn’t matter what happened in the past—whether it was six months ago or six minutes ago. The moment she said that she loved him, nothing else seemed to matter. He pressed another kiss on her forehead. “We can leave the connecting door open, Snow.” He whispered. “You can sleep in my room for all I care. I don’t care about the servants or the Council or what anyone thinks about me being with you.” His voice was hushed—just for her ears alone. “And perhaps we should talk about this baby thing.. Hmm?” Daniel smirked at her, raising his eyebrow.
Snow lifted her head, just enough to look up at him; he was making that raised-eyebrow face - she liked that one, it was one of his expressions that made her feel sort of extra-wiggly. Then again, she liked his face all the time. She flushed and tried to snuggle against him more tightly, which was a little difficult while being carried, so she slipped her arms around his neck. Hmm, yes, much better, she thought, pleased by the press of her breasts against his chest. It also left her face in a lovely spot for nestling; she kissed his neck lightly and rubbed her nose under his chin. Silly, maybe, but she was enjoying herself. And on the plus side, she could hide her face from him when she said, “Do you like babies? I like babies. But maybe not for awhile. Do you know how that works?”
