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[inthemoodnow]

Happy December, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, everyone in between and on the outside. As you've probably noticed, this month has brought back that holiday camp tradition of mistletoe. Which, naturally, ain't your daddy's mistletoe, and let me tell you, it ain't your mother's either, and I would know

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[healingcock]

Help help, I'm completely ignorant of this terrifying and strange phenomenon.

[inthemoodnow]

You poor thing. C'mon over here and bump into me in a panic, that will really help you out a lot.

[healingcock]

[my face is very close]

Oh dear, Captain. I seem to have gotten lost in your eyes.

[inthemoodnow]

*my hand is in your hair*

Indeed, it's like the sudden forcible loosening of all of my self- and societally-imposed sexual hang-ups have left me unable to prevent myself from doing things I actually want to.

[healingcock]

How hard your life must be.

[inthemoodnow]

Couldn't have said it better myself.

*yeah, you can totally feel that*

[healingcock]

[slow smirk]

Well, maybe we can lick each other's wounds.

[inthemoodnow]

You're a healer, right? So I'm in good hands.

[healingcock]

Mmm, yes you are.

[hello Jack's hips how are you]

[inthemoodnow]

...am I ever.

*his face close, mouth hovering close enough to Raphael's that the movement of speaking brushes their lips together*

Is that all, though...?

[healingcock]

Just the beginning.

[kissing him full on, deep and firm]

[littlestsoldier]

Haha.

[healingcock]

Technically, it could be true. Technically.

[littlestsoldier]

Guess it could depend on who you have to kiss.

[healingcock]

What do you mean?

[littlestsoldier]

There are some people you might think that even camp wouldn't make you kiss....