I don't believe your blob has anything that even counts as lips, to be perfectly fair.
[Not that he wanted to kiss Pyro either- it was first and foremost improper, with her not only being a coworker, but also over a decade his junior. Secondly, he wasn't fully convinced Medic was indeed gone, and having seen the doctor's reaction to an accusation of jealousy? Or the way he interacted with her at the party? Another man had his eyes on her, one RED wasn't interested in crossing.
On the other hand, Pyro was admittedly intimidating. He was still in no physical condition to argue too much, and she had shown she was capable of getting what she wanted whether he liked it or not. As he turned his eyes from her, he found his communicator in the room. It was sitting on the nightstand, but calling for help with her right there was ten bad decisions in one. He wasn't sure how a kiss was punishment to anyone but him, given his definite avoidance of other people, but perhaps that was why she insisted on it. I occurred to him she knew what she was doing more than she let on.
He sighed. Somewhere, he was sure that he'd be laughed for his indecision: here, he was presented the chance for some intimacy with a girl— not even a bad-looking one— as some kind of bizarre punishment he couldn't quite wrap his head around, and as usual, his own reservations held his leash. Most would have just kissed her and been done with it rather than still looking for ways to avoid it altogether. Then again, he wasn't like most people he knew- he wasn't interested in any sort of attachment with another person. It complicated matters that didn't need to be complicated, especially when it involved a coworker. He was a professional, and this was improper.
Another breath. This wasn't anything personal. It was just one quick kiss, and she'd hopefully be off him. It was nothing more than that.]
You could always get off me without a punishment, you know. Maybe I've learned my lesson this time.
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Date: 2012-01-07 03:13 am (UTC)[Not that he wanted to kiss Pyro either- it was first and foremost improper, with her not only being a coworker, but also over a decade his junior. Secondly, he wasn't fully convinced Medic was indeed gone, and having seen the doctor's reaction to an accusation of jealousy? Or the way he interacted with her at the party? Another man had his eyes on her, one RED wasn't interested in crossing.
On the other hand, Pyro was admittedly intimidating. He was still in no physical condition to argue too much, and she had shown she was capable of getting what she wanted whether he liked it or not. As he turned his eyes from her, he found his communicator in the room. It was sitting on the nightstand, but calling for help with her right there was ten bad decisions in one. He wasn't sure how a kiss was punishment to anyone but him, given his definite avoidance of other people, but perhaps that was why she insisted on it. I occurred to him she knew what she was doing more than she let on.
He sighed. Somewhere, he was sure that he'd be laughed for his indecision: here, he was presented the chance for some intimacy with a girl— not even a bad-looking one— as some kind of bizarre punishment he couldn't quite wrap his head around, and as usual, his own reservations held his leash. Most would have just kissed her and been done with it rather than still looking for ways to avoid it altogether. Then again, he wasn't like most people he knew- he wasn't interested in any sort of attachment with another person. It complicated matters that didn't need to be complicated, especially when it involved a coworker. He was a professional, and this was improper.
Another breath. This wasn't anything personal. It was just one quick kiss, and she'd hopefully be off him. It was nothing more than that.]
You could always get off me without a punishment, you know. Maybe I've learned my lesson this time.