towerofanimus | (no subject)

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Characters: Terezi and you!
Setting: Fourth floor!
Format: Action, but I'll match!
Summary: Terezi is entertaining herself.
Warnings: Terezi is dumb. ALSO I'M SICK so my tags may be slightly nonsensical.

[Terezi has pulled a majority of the cushions off of the couches and has made a little fort for herself. She has a red cape on with a hood shaped like a dragon head with holes for her horns, and it appears that this cushion fort is supposed to be a dragon's cave. She hasn't crawled inside just yet, and is putting the final touches on this masterpiece.

The room is also now a mess. Curled up on the floor in an almost cat-like fashion, around ten feet away is a white dragon. She's large, but not enormous - about six feet tall if she were standing and almost three times that in length. She's surveying Terezi in what can only be described as in a motherly way.]

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[A shudder runs down his spine that he can't stop in time, so she gets the pleasure of him making a disgusted noise.]

[She makes a face as she pulls away.]

Nope! She wouldn't touch you.

[STOP KICKING HIS PRIDE. His head whips around to look at Terezi.]

Oh please. Not that I'm saying we should test the theory, but you can't get enough of me.

Wrong! You are so full of yourself.

You've been slobbering on me for days.

[She rolls her eyes, pulling away.]

Maybe I'm just playing with you.

[Rubbing his cheek dry, raising an eyebrow softly. Knowingly.]

Oh, is that all?

[HE IS SO INFURIATING. She's not even going to both responding.]

Didn't catch that, Terezi.

[Now he's smirking.]

Ugggh, shut up!

[He chuckles and leans in to press a rather tender kiss to her cheek, staying close to exhale a soft breath through his nose across her skin.]

[Oh okay, that makes it better. Now she's blushing again, though. TONE IT DOWN, HEARTBREAKER.]

[Nope, its how he rolls. He just chuckles again and leans back on his hands.]

[This time she moves with him, curling up in his lap and leaning against his chest.]

You are so lame.

[He tries not to chuckle again with her resting against his chest, but he doesn't quite suppress it.]

Oh well.

[She rolls her eyes, but doesn't complain.]

So you're out of the infirmary permanently?

Until someone else tries to kill me, yeah.

No one else is going to try to kill you, stupid.

Yeah? How do you know?

Because I am going to protect you!

I can take care of myself.

Are you sure?

Absolutely positive.

[She reaches up, trying to tangle her fingers in his hair.]

[He doesn't realize until its too late and goes rigid with discomfort, trying to duck away from her hands.]