"3, 2, 1..." (all the ships you can manage man)
Send “3, 2, 1…” for a New Year’s kiss from my muse.
otp: all in the open
Puckered lips made goofy expressions as the count down started, trying to make Phillip laugh until it neared one and he leaned in, serious, then pressed his lips to his boyfriend’s gently, lingering before pulling back to say it. “Happy New Year.” But before Phillip could speak, Justin leaned in again, continuing the kiss.
otp: baby it's cold outside
Unacceptable. She had rules against this, rules against him showing up at her door nearing the middle of the night. Yet there he was and all he had to say was the countdown and her lips were on his. As torrid as always, the kiss brought her in, him to as she pulled him into the empty room, door shutting behind him as they stumbled to the wall and she braced it. This should not…. This was not okay, but she could not bring herself to stop as she hitched up her leg. “Mm.”
otp: playmates and lovers
Of course he was over. It was a holiday and they were both at SMBA rather than at home, but not only that, they have been growing closer to each other ever since Halloween, dating, no labels, kissing, and enjoying one another’s company. And tonight was no exception. As the countdown neared on the TV, Melody watched him, then leaned in at one, kissing gently before pulling back with a blush and bit lip. “Happy New Year.”