Came from everywhere. Bring on the makeoutz!

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Hit me.

three kisses.
- give me one of my characters and one of yours.
- i will write three short snippets.
- each snippet will feature a kiss.

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Sasha + Nathan
Claire + Shane
Laura + Bruce

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Tony hates you.

Sasha & Nathan

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OOC: Set in Eldo territory."What're you doing here all alone

Claire & Shane

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OOC: Set in the 'real' world.

"So you're Sasha's..."

"Niece, I guess." Claire swept some hair behind her ear, and Shane found himself thinking this girl was definitely cute. Which was probably one of the worst ideas he'd ever had. She was just-- She looked way too young

Claire & Shane 2

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It'd started as a simple run in when he was leaving a bar, and she'd recognized him from a picture Sasha had apparently had. Hours later, last call had been declared, and Shane was startled into silence. It'd been that long

Laura & Bruce

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He was gorgeous, wasn't he?

Laura had gone through great pains, painful pains, to make sure Tony would not find out until the last possible second. Why would she put herself through the torture of telling him? The look on his face, with how insecure and ridiculous he'd been lately, would be too much.

And it really was ridiculous. Tony Stark, the man who supposedly had everything, was somehow terrified of losing it all to Bruce Wayne. Or, at the very least, losing her.

'Do you want to break up?' Was he serious?

He'd driven her to this. That was the problem. Laura'd wanted to spare him so badly, even though she couldn't really explain for the life of her why she'd wanted to do so. And he'd driven her to this.

But she wasn't about to give up a sizable donation to a children's charity just so Tony's jealous side would stay within its boundaries. She'd put herself through telling him a few days before it was in the papers. Then he'd just have to deal

Laura & Bruce 2

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She could also see that Bruce was hiding something.

There was a part of himself, a whole other half -- if that was even possible, for God's sake -- that he was hiding away. Something untouchable. Something she might not even want to touch.

That was different. That, she wasn't used to. Tony was a schmuck, but he was an open schmuck. There were parts of himself he hid, but for her, he'd laid himself bare whether he liked it or not. She knew his actions and reactions, his struggles and his desires, all the parts of himself others never got to see.

And she preferred it. She realized that now.

God help her, she wanted it