WHO: Wu and Orson WHERE: Fisting House WHEN: Tonight? WARNINGS: None Kissing. Adorable, saccharine kissing. SUMMARY: All heroes in the City liked Christmas a lot
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He's sitting in a mockery of the lotus position, back slouched, legs folded, and a half-empty beer bottle resting on his thigh. Orson arches his eyebrow and shrugs, universal language for 'yeah, so?'.
"//Not possible,//" he replies briskly, capping the thought with a swig of beer. "//He is powered by sunshine and good will toward men. He could use some toughening up.//"
It's only half a joke. He feels that Wu should understand his position, being his elder and all.
Wu feels like a million lanterns just lit up inside her heart, glowing soft and warm and strong. This means that Orson really wants her, right? That maybe he even... loves her?
With that thought singing inside of her, Wu sighs into the kiss. If she closes her eyes, she can let it carry her away and drown in joy.
"//Orson...//"
She murmurs his name against his lips when she breaks briefly to catch her breath. She wants this to work and she's willing to throw everything she has in to make sure it does.
"//Not possible,//" he replies briskly, capping the thought with a swig of beer. "//He is powered by sunshine and good will toward men. He could use some toughening up.//"
It's only half a joke. He feels that Wu should understand his position, being his elder and all.
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With that thought singing inside of her, Wu sighs into the kiss. If she closes her eyes, she can let it carry her away and drown in joy.
"//Orson...//"
She murmurs his name against his lips when she breaks briefly to catch her breath. She wants this to work and she's willing to throw everything she has in to make sure it does.
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