#he'll break trance cuddled into her chest and murmur 'good morning' with a sweet little kiss on her breastbone?
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and! and! and!!!!! once they get actually comfortable enough to accept this new and exciting trait of themselves that they didn't even know about, they revel in it, even if they continue to play at reluctance.
"oh, alright, if you must~" (their arms are already spread wide, ready to Receive the Hug, smile playing on their lips)
"my, you really are just obsessed with me, aren't you~" when asked for a kiss (it comes with a playful poke to their partner's belly) (and no acknowledgement of the fact that they too are a little bit obsessed with them ofc)
"hm, and what have you done to deserve it, I wonder~?" as they are actively leaning in for a kiss already (you've been yourself, that's what you've done. But that part is unspoken.) (also, whispered against the other's lips with their shared breath? hot)
"😒" "what." "😒" "what's wrong." "😒😒" (what's wrong is that their partner is not reading their mind. they should be kissing them, not doing whatever other unimportant nonsense they're doing.) (oh, saving the world? that can wait. kissies, however, can't.)
and still insisting that they're not some cuddlebug. yes, while actively holding their partner. oh, this? this means nothing. this is a coincidence. my arms snug around them, that's a trick of the light. you're seeing nothing. (they're also smiling, and making no effort to hide it.)
going slightly feral today for characters who don't think of themselves as being "~into~" touch and physical intimacy suddenly discovering that they actually are, in like an embarrassingly huge way
"oh fine, I'll indulge you, but I'll have you know that I'm not exactly cuddly, darling. 🙄" (proceeds to wrap themselves around their partner in their sleep like a boa constrictor) (yes this becomes a regular occurrence)
"no dear, I don't like hugs" (does, in fact, melt into each embrace with a soft sigh and eyes sliding shut, all gooey inside like a person-shaped fudge brownie)
"how juvenile. I'm not ticklish, I'm not a child. 😒" (starts convulsing with stifled laughter if their partner as much as wiggles their fingers in their general direction) (no they are very cool I promise)
"don't touch me 😒" (secretly pouts when their explicit wish is respected. no wait come back i didn't mean don't as in don't, i meant it as try harder. yes i know that's counterintuitive. no you should read my mind exactly. how is that even hard--)
"*makes a longing 🥺 face every time their partner is doing something just out of their reach, wanting to touch them but not wanting to come off as ~needy~*" (scoffs and turns away when asked if they want a hug) ((that means "yes please"))
"ugh, fine, but if you ruin my hair--" (all but tears up at having their scalp gently scratched. finds that they do not give a solitary shit about their hair now, actually.) (yes, they will now regularly plop their head in their partner's lap as a silent request for scritches. they're not cuddly, though.)
will not hold hands. will, however, knock shoulders while walking. (it means try again. it means please never stop trying.)
#iona is also such a shit about it herself#he'll break trance cuddled into her chest and murmur 'good morning' with a sweet little kiss on her breastbone?#she'll just grin and say “are you gonna say hi to me too or just my breasts”#and he's a shit back to her; “hm... just your breasts. we are such good friends; them and I- they deserve it.”#“darn; foiled yet again by my own excellent tits”#(listen their dialogue in my mind is so stupid but i love it so)#(like there are these occasional bouts of beautiful poesy and occasionally raw seduction)#(but most of it? just feels really playful in the exact way I like)#self-reblog#squirrel speaks#or is this one more#squirrel writes#because it's almost kinda like a prompt list?#idk all i know is that it's#oc: iona raedir
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