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[There's a soft, deep humming of I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas coming from the kitchen, coupled with a delicious aroma of gingerbread cookies. Inside, Ted, appropriately dressed in an apron and with some kitchen gloves, takes out a tray full of misshapen cookies. Undeterred by their unfortunate looks, he continues to hum as he places it on some hot pads, then turns around and takes out another two trays, one at a time.

He takes off his gloves and deeply inhales the scent, giving a refreshed and satisfied sigh. Give him a few more moments, and he'll have a plate full of cookies in his hands as he steps into the lobby. Actually, he has the plate in one hand and a half-eaten cookie in the other.]

Anyone want some gingerbread cookies? I swear, they taste so much better than they look.

((I think you know what this means! KISS TIME C: Planned/Unplanned welcome ofc.))23

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[The kiss is gentler, this time. Less fierce, but not necessarily less passionate. His hands are against her back, not pressing her into him, but simply lightly supporting her.

All the tension Ted didn't even realize he had melts away with this, and for this moment, he selfishly hopes that it will go on forever, even if he knows that's impossible.]

[Eventually, her roaming hand rests low on his waist and Vivian tilts her head, slowly deepening the kiss, a soft sound emanating from the back of her throat.

She plans to keep it going for as long as she could, shifting her body closer and settling comfortably against him.]

[It goes on like this for awhile, and they must be quite lucky, as no one comes to use the staircase.

It's Ted who finally, slowly, moves his head back, and just looks into Vivian's eyes for a moment, a small, placated smile on his face.]

That was nice.

[She's pleased that nobody came along and disturbed them while they kissed; Vivian enjoyed the stillness that surrounded them both.

When he pulls back, she takes a quick breath before smiling at him, fingers playing with the ends of his hair. Her eyes are now a darker shade of green.]

Mhm, it was. Really nice.

[If it'd been any other guy, and even a different situation, Ted wouldn't have noticed. But the fairy dust just had them staring so obviously into each other's eyes, commenting on how pretty they were, even if they were love-drugged.

He tilts his head slightly, a puzzled expression on his face as he speaks gently.]

Your eyes...

What about them?

[Vivian asks, unsure as to why he was puzzled about them. She felt okay so she thought he didn't have to worry. Then it dawned on her and Vivian would have to tell him.]

I'm fine, it's just that- [She pauses, a blush appearing on her cheeks before she drops her voice.] I'm kind of turned on right now.

[Hence the reason for her eyes changing. Just slightly.]

[Oh, was that all? Ted gently runs a hand down her side, exhaling gently. Maybe that fairy dust hadn't worn completely off, or maybe it was the heat from the moment, but god, Vivian look so pretty to him right now.]

I'm kind of turned on, too.

[He found it charming, how she'd blushed when she'd admitted it. Like she was embarrassed, even after he'd just had the most wonderful make-out with her. He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on her lips.

In the back of his mind, he was wondering. Should he be ashamed, embarrassed, like her? They'd literally only just met in person, hardly knew each other over the journals, and yet, here they were, sharing an intimate moment long after the effects of the fairy dust had faded. Something had to be going very, very right, because even as he took this into mind, even after they broke off the kiss, he didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable.]

[The fairy dust had played a part in prompting this. Well, technically, it was the cookies but Vivian didn't dwell on that too much now. There was definitely an attraction between them and she was acting upon that, not minding so much that they had only met not so long ago.]

That's good. I'd be worried if you weren't.

[Vivian laughed slightly, feeling a little bit embarrassed because she didn't normally act this way. Back home, things were different and Vivian didn't really have the time to act so impulsively before. She smiled into the kiss, keeping it soft.

They could get to know each other; not like they were going to leave the castle anytime soon. She just hoped that he didn't think badly about her because of her admission because she didn't want to give off a bad impression.

When the kiss was broken, Vivian reached down to take the hand that was on her side into hers, brushing her thumb over the back of it. She didn't say anything for a few moments. Then-]

Should we go upstairs?

Hmm. No need to worry, then.

[He falls silent along with her, wondering what was going on in her mind. Her eyes were deep and emotional, and the way they flitted to the side hinted at some deep thinking.

But then, she speaks, and Ted looks at her for a moment. It's not a very meaningful look-- it's almost as though he's letting a few moments of silence flow in between their voices just to magnify his following statement.]

We should.

Then let's go.

[Vivian smiles and begins to lead them up the stairs, still holding onto his hand. She soon realises that she doesn't know the way to his room which is why Vivian decides to walk beside him instead of leading. She was in the Ira tower herself and hadn't seen this part of the castle yet.]

How long have you been in the castle for?

[There's other questions she could ask but Vivian was quite curious. She knew that some people had been here for years.]

[A little grin plays on his face as he allows her to lead him. When they get to the floor, he walks alongside her until he gets to room 310, at which point he simply opens the door. He only locks it when he's inside, and yet, even then he doesn't do it too much.

This time is different; he has company. So he locks the door once Vivian is in, taking time to calculate his response.]

Well, let's see. The castle brought me in on my birthday, which is the twenty-fifth of April... annnd today is theeee fifteenth of December, so, almost eight months now.

[He was more bothered by the fact that this didn't bother him too much than actually being bothered by having been at Paradisa for two-thirds of a year.]

[Once they're inside his room, she takes a good look around, curious about what was in it and the decor. Her own room in the castle was like the one she had back home; something familiar so that she could feel more comfortable here.]

On your birthday? Quite the surprise present. [Okay, so she's joking.] I've been here since the third week of May, so about seven months.

[Sometimes, Vivian couldn't believe that she had been here so long. A lot of things had happened in that time.

Turning back to him, she smiles.]

Happy belated birthday by the way.

[Ted's gone along the same line of thinking; the room is his own, somewhat messy, enough to be noticeable, but not enough to be too much of a nuisance.

He strolls back up to her, a smile lingering on his face.]

Happy belated birthday, indeed.

[He moves in to kiss Vivian.]

[Her smile grows when he approaches her again, completely focused on him.]

Mm, I think so.

[The kiss is light at first, slowly building up to something more. It wasn't as hurried like it was downstairs. Vivian slips her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer.]

[And Ted responds in kind, leading them into a deeper kiss. A bit less energetic, but no less passionate than the kiss they had before.

This was nice. Ted had missed the physical contact he could have with another woman. Perhaps if he hadn't been stuck in a haze about Paradisa for so long, he'd have been in this kind of relationship sooner.

Or, at least, something like this relationship. He... hadn't been expecting to enjoy kissing a woman he'd just met so much, after all.

Then again, he supposed there was a reason Barney had made that his hobby.]

[She murmurs softly into the kiss as a hand moves into his hair, fingers threading through it as her other hand journeys down his back. Vivian wants to touch, feel anywhere that she could but at the same time, she didn't want to rush.

Back home, Vivian wouldn't have done anything like this. There was so much going on in her life that being intimate with someone was the last thing on her mind. So, she was going to enjoy this for what it was.

Remembering to breathe, Vivian continued to kiss him, blocking out anything else.]

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this thread has prompted me to make ted some kissy icons for DW

yay icons! i need to upload some myself into her dw account :3