Meet Me Under the Mistletoe
There was mistletoe hung over the rec room doorway. Saffron had noticed it the first day of the snow. She didn't exactly need an excuse to kiss someone, but she did like a fun little game now and again, and in a place where she couldn't cook up her usual grand schemes it worked nicely as a small, amusing thing to pass the time. She was sitting in the rec room with a book, some trashy romance novel, and was only half-reading it as she kept a surreptitious eye on the door. She'd made sure to sit herself close enough to the doorway that if anyone lingered for a moment, she'd be able to catch them in the right spot.
Between Cassie's arrival, the growing tension in the treehouse over Bart and Tim's breakup and his and Tim's whatever they're doing, plus Jill feeling displaced and him waiting for the other shoe to drop, always, Dick could use a little R&R. That leads to thoughts of Jack and Helen, of course. They both elevate recreational to an art. Pleasant thoughts of Jack and Helen warm him all the way to the compound from the gym where he's already worked off more than a little steam. Maybe he'll find something to read or watch and curl up on the couch, with the right person, cuddling can go a long way.
Even out of the corner of her eye, she knew who it was, thanks to the distinctive walk, and Saffron immediately abandoned her book as Dick passed beneath the mistletoe, looking for all the world like she only just noticed him after she'd stood. "Well, how about that," she said with a smirk, stepping forward smoothly to halt his progression. "Look what you're standing under."
Never one to miss a redhead, especially when he's been thinking about her, Dick starts tailoring his plans for the afternoon to suit Helen before she even sets her book aside. He's not 100% sure, but the perfection of her movements indicates she'd also had plans that she's just stitched him into. He lifts an eyebrow when she inserts herself between him and the rec room. Ignoring Bat-brain's how to of disabling, he glances up to see a spray of mistletoe over the door. Hemi-parasite. Viscotoxin. Causes intestinal distress, low pulse. But the Scandinavian-born custom of kissing under - not Bat-utility - provokes his playful smile. "Funny." He slides a hand around her waist. "Looks to me like you're standing under it too."
"How observant of you," Saffron replied, and slid her hands up his arms to rest on his shoulders. Idly, she wondered how many people she could catch this way. Probably a lot, since folks were in and out of the rec room near on constantly. "Maybe you should do something about that."
"Hm. You did catch me under the mistletoe," Dick teased, sliding his hand up her back to pull her flush. Whoever placed the mistletoe should be sainted. Nothing like an unexpected kiss to put a smile on someone's face. Huh. There's an idea. "Maybe you should do something about that." But he doesn't wait to see if she will, instead slants his mouth to cover hers and kisses her soundly.
Saffron returned the kiss in kind, her arms closing in to wind loosely around his neck. "Happy holidays," she said softly once they broke apart, a grin curving at her lips. "Kissing under the mistletoe really does wonders for brightening a person's day, doesn't it?"
"Same to you, beautiful," he answers, voice smoothed and softened by the comfortable intimacy of the kiss. His smile tips to a grin, bright mirth dancing in his eyes as he glances up at the mistletoe and back to her. On cue, the jukebox starts playing Christmas music, starting with Aretha Franklin's It Must've Been the Mistletoe, which is as good an excuse as any for a little mischief. "I was having exactly the same thought."
"You know," Saffron mused, mock philosophical, as an unfamiliar but undoubtedly appropriate song started to play on the jukebox, "being the holiday season, it really is now more than ever that we need to spread joy to others. And really, something every adult needs is to be kissed, by someone who knows how." She glanced back at the people milling around the rec room, then leaned into Dick slightly, conspiratorially. "And us being...well, us, I think we have an obligation to give back to the community." It was a bit of a shame it wasn't Jack she was doing this with, but she had a feeling Dick was on the same playing field as they were, and there were plenty of days left in the month.
It's got to be something about redheads. Roy probably would say pretty much the same thing. Maybe he'll drag Roy down here tomorrow if the weather sticks. For today, Helen's a great co-conspirator. Besides, between the two of them, they've got gay and straight both covered. "Community service, huh? I guess can kiss each other if we run out people to spread the cheer to." Dick grins down at her, hand still stroking up her back. "Hugs for kids and the chaste, or are we being purists?" In other words, only giving out kisses and only to those who wanted them.
"Well, I wouldn't want to kiss anyone against their will," Saffron replied. "And I don't do underage. I think hugs would work in those cases." She winked playfully. "Shall we get to work spreading the holiday cheer?"
[Dick and Saffron are right by the door, but not blocking it. They're also not being obvious and/or acting like they're waiting to pounce. XD They won't kiss anyone under 16 and they won't kiss anyone without asking first unless it's someone they know will be okay with it. And of course, it's okay to say no! Order is your pup, Dick, Saffron if you want both of them; either of them individually is fine also, just indicate who in the tag. ST/LT welcome! <3]
Between Cassie's arrival, the growing tension in the treehouse over Bart and Tim's breakup and his and Tim's whatever they're doing, plus Jill feeling displaced and him waiting for the other shoe to drop, always, Dick could use a little R&R. That leads to thoughts of Jack and Helen, of course. They both elevate recreational to an art. Pleasant thoughts of Jack and Helen warm him all the way to the compound from the gym where he's already worked off more than a little steam. Maybe he'll find something to read or watch and curl up on the couch, with the right person, cuddling can go a long way.
Even out of the corner of her eye, she knew who it was, thanks to the distinctive walk, and Saffron immediately abandoned her book as Dick passed beneath the mistletoe, looking for all the world like she only just noticed him after she'd stood. "Well, how about that," she said with a smirk, stepping forward smoothly to halt his progression. "Look what you're standing under."
Never one to miss a redhead, especially when he's been thinking about her, Dick starts tailoring his plans for the afternoon to suit Helen before she even sets her book aside. He's not 100% sure, but the perfection of her movements indicates she'd also had plans that she's just stitched him into. He lifts an eyebrow when she inserts herself between him and the rec room. Ignoring Bat-brain's how to of disabling, he glances up to see a spray of mistletoe over the door. Hemi-parasite. Viscotoxin. Causes intestinal distress, low pulse. But the Scandinavian-born custom of kissing under - not Bat-utility - provokes his playful smile. "Funny." He slides a hand around her waist. "Looks to me like you're standing under it too."
"How observant of you," Saffron replied, and slid her hands up his arms to rest on his shoulders. Idly, she wondered how many people she could catch this way. Probably a lot, since folks were in and out of the rec room near on constantly. "Maybe you should do something about that."
"Hm. You did catch me under the mistletoe," Dick teased, sliding his hand up her back to pull her flush. Whoever placed the mistletoe should be sainted. Nothing like an unexpected kiss to put a smile on someone's face. Huh. There's an idea. "Maybe you should do something about that." But he doesn't wait to see if she will, instead slants his mouth to cover hers and kisses her soundly.
Saffron returned the kiss in kind, her arms closing in to wind loosely around his neck. "Happy holidays," she said softly once they broke apart, a grin curving at her lips. "Kissing under the mistletoe really does wonders for brightening a person's day, doesn't it?"
"Same to you, beautiful," he answers, voice smoothed and softened by the comfortable intimacy of the kiss. His smile tips to a grin, bright mirth dancing in his eyes as he glances up at the mistletoe and back to her. On cue, the jukebox starts playing Christmas music, starting with Aretha Franklin's It Must've Been the Mistletoe, which is as good an excuse as any for a little mischief. "I was having exactly the same thought."
"You know," Saffron mused, mock philosophical, as an unfamiliar but undoubtedly appropriate song started to play on the jukebox, "being the holiday season, it really is now more than ever that we need to spread joy to others. And really, something every adult needs is to be kissed, by someone who knows how." She glanced back at the people milling around the rec room, then leaned into Dick slightly, conspiratorially. "And us being...well, us, I think we have an obligation to give back to the community." It was a bit of a shame it wasn't Jack she was doing this with, but she had a feeling Dick was on the same playing field as they were, and there were plenty of days left in the month.
It's got to be something about redheads. Roy probably would say pretty much the same thing. Maybe he'll drag Roy down here tomorrow if the weather sticks. For today, Helen's a great co-conspirator. Besides, between the two of them, they've got gay and straight both covered. "Community service, huh? I guess can kiss each other if we run out people to spread the cheer to." Dick grins down at her, hand still stroking up her back. "Hugs for kids and the chaste, or are we being purists?" In other words, only giving out kisses and only to those who wanted them.
"Well, I wouldn't want to kiss anyone against their will," Saffron replied. "And I don't do underage. I think hugs would work in those cases." She winked playfully. "Shall we get to work spreading the holiday cheer?"
[Dick and Saffron are right by the door, but not blocking it. They're also not being obvious and/or acting like they're waiting to pounce. XD They won't kiss anyone under 16 and they won't kiss anyone without asking first unless it's someone they know will be okay with it. And of course, it's okay to say no! Order is your pup, Dick, Saffron if you want both of them; either of them individually is fine also, just indicate who in the tag. ST/LT welcome! <3]