[ there's a video that does follow. it's ivy's hand pressed to the glass of her bedroom window, the plant on the other side crawling up to meet her at the wiggle of her fingers. ]
[ and so they meet, ivy almost cordial in her presentation of a purple and blue bouquet of flowers from the many plants that found their way into her apartment after that strange magic took over. it's a nice arrangement – ivy has a pretty good eye when it comes to such things, even if she knows that the flowers won't matter in the end.
in fact, they're sitting a chair away from the two of them, settled in the back of a movie theatre. she's nearly forgotten what they meant to see.
actually she has entirely forgotten what the meant to see. she's kind of busy being wrapped up in octavia. it's nice that this is actually familiar to her, familiar lips and skin and touch. it's far too warm now, and she's already regretting the sweater she pulled on before leaving. they've lifted the armrest between them to settle in close and she's pretty sure they have enough privacy in the dark. it's perfect. ivy can't help but giggle against octavia's lips. ]
[ octavia, in the meantime, is completely comfortable with what she is wearing on the date, especially because the air between them is heating up even in the slightly chilly movie theater.
ivy brought flowers which are now sitting on the seat next to the cute, cheap teddy bear octavia had picked up on the way. and when ivy speaks, octavia hums against her lips, thinking for a moment...]
You did, [ she murmurs, kissing her again, slower this time, deepening it after a moment. movie? what movie?]
Guess you've gotta up your game next time. [ is she presumptuous? maybe. maybe not. she has a feeling there will be more next times since every time she hangs out with octavia, something good tends to happen.
her flowers are pretty awesome, but the teddy bear is sweet. she'll bring it to bed later.
ivy's moved on from fervent kissing to getting handsy, fingers curled into her skirt, moving up to her waist. it's not really an ideal position to be in, since movie theatre seats only have so much give, but she has always enjoyed the thrill of being caught and doesn't suggest moving. ]
[ oh, there will be more next times. octavia likes ivy. not just because she likes kissing ivy. she thinks ivy's not like any other girl she's ever met. not that she has much to compare it to, given the way the first seventeen years of her life was like but still... ivy.
she lets the kissing go on for a bit longer, lets ivy touch her while doing the same, moving her hand to slide up along ivy's arm and throat, thumb brushing along her jaw. but she breaks the kiss a moment later, speaking softly.] I could up it right now... my game.
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are you okay now? did it make you sick?
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I'm okay. I guess it just made me feel weird in a way. I don't know how people with actual powers deal with that all the time.
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idk like armageddon and top gun.
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Thanks though. I have a video from the other day.
[ there's a video that does follow. it's ivy's hand pressed to the glass of her bedroom window, the plant on the other side crawling up to meet her at the wiggle of her fingers. ]
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but you ARE okay, right?
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[ so things are good! ]
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[ things are very good! ]
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in fact, they're sitting a chair away from the two of them, settled in the back of a movie theatre. she's nearly forgotten what they meant to see.
actually she has entirely forgotten what the meant to see. she's kind of busy being wrapped up in octavia. it's nice that this is actually familiar to her, familiar lips and skin and touch. it's far too warm now, and she's already regretting the sweater she pulled on before leaving. they've lifted the armrest between them to settle in close and she's pretty sure they have enough privacy in the dark. it's perfect. ivy can't help but giggle against octavia's lips. ]
Did you win or did I win?
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ivy brought flowers which are now sitting on the seat next to the cute, cheap teddy bear octavia had picked up on the way. and when ivy speaks, octavia hums against her lips, thinking for a moment...]
You did, [ she murmurs, kissing her again, slower this time, deepening it after a moment. movie? what movie?]
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her flowers are pretty awesome, but the teddy bear is sweet. she'll bring it to bed later.
ivy's moved on from fervent kissing to getting handsy, fingers curled into her skirt, moving up to her waist. it's not really an ideal position to be in, since movie theatre seats only have so much give, but she has always enjoyed the thrill of being caught and doesn't suggest moving. ]
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she lets the kissing go on for a bit longer, lets ivy touch her while doing the same, moving her hand to slide up along ivy's arm and throat, thumb brushing along her jaw. but she breaks the kiss a moment later, speaking softly.] I could up it right now... my game.
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