( CLOSED ) I JUST WANT YOU FOR MY OWN.

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Who: Stefan Salvatore + Katherine Pierce | Amos Burton + Wanda Maximoff.
What: December things! Katherine bullies Stefan. Wanda bullies Amos.
When: December.
Where: Places.

Content Warnings: Mentions of mind control, suicide. NSFW.

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[ chuckling low in her throat, she thinks to deny him. but katherine has always had a very bad track record in denying stefan salvatore. talk about a big and handsome achilles heel. ]

Yes.

[ she turns to face him, lifting her hand to stop him if he thinks he can simply dive towards her for a smooch.

tilting her head up, she states playfully, ] But make it good. You only get one kiss.

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I only get one kiss?

( what's that about? that doesn't seem very fair. he gets all kinds of kisses on any other day but one kiss tonight? no no, he doesn't like that at all. )

And then, what? I can't touch you the rest of the night?

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If you give me one good kiss, then perhaps you can give me twenty more.

[ she smiles at him. he needs to earn his good kisses, doesn't he? katherine already knows he'll get one hundred more and then some.

glancing above their heads, she nods towards the sprig. ]

It's what the mistletoe wants.

[prescind]

And what constitutes a good kiss?

( stefan crosses his arms, not about to just let her have this. )

What I think is good might not be what you think is good. Or you might say something's not good just to be...well, you.

( you would, katherine. )

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One that makes my toes curl.

[ she wants one that will make her toes, which have remain uncurled for five hundred years (ignoring some of the moments over the last one and 1864), curl. that's the sign of a the best kiss imaginable.

she holds out her pinky. ]

I promise I won't lie.

[prescind]

I don't know, I think I might be a little hurt that not all my kisses make your toes curl.

( he frowns at her. )

That's what your kisses do to me.

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Your kisses do many other things, Stefan.

[ she shakes her head, finding him to be not only adorable, but an adorable nuisance. peering down, she takes a look at his feet. toes currently uncurled, as expected.

resting her hand against his chest, she slowly glides it down. ]

Kiss me so my toes curl and I may tell you what those things are.

[prescind]

( stefan knows what she's expecting him to do and he's bound and determined to do something different. so, he snags her hand off his chest and turns it so he can kiss the top of it very gently. )

I love you, Katherine.

( maybe it wouldn't be a toe curling kiss but he thinks it will get some kind of reaction from her. )

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[ she rolls her eyes and smiles. incorrigible, that's what he is. absolutely and utterly incorrigible. he's very lucky he's so handsome and funny and broody, or else she'd tear him apart for ruining her mistletoe scheme. ]

Oo.

[ she curls her toes on purpose as she mock gasps. ]

I think that did it.

[prescind]

Did it?

( he'd wondered if she'd let him get away with that or if she'd call him on it. but, he smiles when she says her toes curl and laughs. )

Who would have known you'd like such a small, chaste, romantic kiss so much?

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It's from you.

[ a simple, honest answer. did he expect that one? sometimes she thinks she's still capable of surprising him. ]

It's going to make my toes curl no matter what. But some of your kisses will make them curl a lot.

[prescind]

And this one wasn't one that made your toes curl a lot?

( he chuckles. )

Or was it one that made your toes curl a lot?

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Hmm. I don't know.

[ katherine smiles and shrugs innocently. how can he ask her that without a demonstration? poor form, stefan. didn't school teach you to give examples? ]

I think you'll need to do it again.

[prescind]

( of course he would, of course. he holds out of his hand to her, arching an eyebrow. )

I'll need your hand back, then.

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[ with a happy noise, she places her hand daintily in his and wiggles her fingers. it's almost as if she's showing off her lapis lazuli bracelet. ]

Be gentle.

[ she doesn't try to suppress her smile. she likes it when he dotes on her and gives into her silly things.

he's the only one she wants to be silly with. ]

[prescind]

Have I ever been anything but?

( yes, yes he has. he's definitely been other than gentle with her but overall, he thinks he's gentle.

he takes her hand in his and then brushes his lips against here each and every knuckle before moving onto the tips of her fingers. )

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Sometimes you're not.

[ katherine smiles happily at that. it's not a bad thing, the moments where he's ungentle.

she doesn't look away from him, watching him tend to her fingers in the only way he's ever tended to her—gently. ]

Oh. [ she pouts, furrowing her brows. ] I think I know somewhere else you can kiss.

[prescind]

Oh, this should be good.

( he kisses her fingers again before he peers up at her, grinning. )

So, what place should I kiss, Katherine?

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[ arching her brow, she regards him with a pointed look. she doesn't move quickly, liking that he's touching her fingers. but her fingers are only one part of her, and possibly not the most fun part to kiss.

she taps the fingers of her other hand against her lips. ]

Here. Don't you think it'd be a good place to kiss?

[prescind]

I don't know, let me take a look.

( stefan reaches for her face, fingers brushing her thumbs before he hums. )

Your lips look a little dry.

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[ her pleased smile falls as she regards him with a rather unimpressed look. her lips are not dry! she's applied the nicest red lipstick that makes her whole attempt to look nonchalant and not at all dressed up work for her! ]

Then maybe you should do something about that.

[ kiss them! ]

[prescind]

Do you want me to get you some chapstick?

( yes, he's being an ass. she's rubbed off on him in so many ways. )

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[ smartass with a flat ass.

she slaps his chest lightly and crosses her arms against her chest, peering out at the yard. she doesn't care that she's pouting. she wants to pout! her perfect mistletoe plan is falling apart thanks to him! ]

You're not having my lips on any part of you ever again. [ she peers down at his crotch pointedly. ] Ever again.

[prescind]

Are you pouting?

( he doesn't believe her either. she's done this before, she'll do it again. )

Is Katherine Pierce, six hundred year old vampire, pouting?

[manipulative]

I invented pouting.

[ she only continues to pout. she doesn't even bother to stop, nor does she turn to look at stefan. stubbornly, she looks out at the front yard, avoiding his gaze.

he doesn't get to look at her pout head-on after ruining her mistletoe plot! ]