"You're the one with the list, how do we know you're not making it up?" Liam asks, touching Taliesin's cheek.
"The internet never lies," Taliesin says, but he doesn't show Liam the phone. Instead he leans into Liam's touch and their eyes meet before Ashley starts giggling.
"What?" Liam asks.
"Nothing, nothing..." She's got her fingers pressed to her lips, eyes bright with amusement.
Liam rolls his eyes at her and pulls Taliesin close. "As fandom decrees it," he says, and his lips meet Taliesin's.
There's a good deal of heat in it and Taliesin's not sure it can entirely be attributed to what Liam's been drinking. Liam's fingers comb through his hair, and Taliesin responds in kind, vaguely aware of how quiet the room's gone except for Ashley making excited squeaking noises.
"You're shipper trash," Mary tells her.
"But what a ship!" Sam's tone is grandiose.
Liam pulls away from Taliesin. "If you'd shut the fuck up, it would help," he says.
"Uh," Taliesin says a little dazed. "Okay... anyone want to guess who Liam has to kiss next?"
"Oh, is it me again?" Liam asks with a wicked innocent look that says he damn well knows it's him again.
"It is you," Taliesin says.
"Hands up for Keyleth?" Laura raises her hand, looking around the room. Marisha's hand creeps up. So does Sam's, although he looks a lot less certain about it. Mary and Ashley are both shaking their heads with an identical look of amusement.
"Hands up for Gilmore," Matt says quietly, like he's been expecting it.
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"The internet never lies," Taliesin says, but he doesn't show Liam the phone. Instead he leans into Liam's touch and their eyes meet before Ashley starts giggling.
"What?" Liam asks.
"Nothing, nothing..." She's got her fingers pressed to her lips, eyes bright with amusement.
Liam rolls his eyes at her and pulls Taliesin close. "As fandom decrees it," he says, and his lips meet Taliesin's.
There's a good deal of heat in it and Taliesin's not sure it can entirely be attributed to what Liam's been drinking. Liam's fingers comb through his hair, and Taliesin responds in kind, vaguely aware of how quiet the room's gone except for Ashley making excited squeaking noises.
"You're shipper trash," Mary tells her.
"But what a ship!" Sam's tone is grandiose.
Liam pulls away from Taliesin. "If you'd shut the fuck up, it would help," he says.
"Uh," Taliesin says a little dazed. "Okay... anyone want to guess who Liam has to kiss next?"
"Oh, is it me again?" Liam asks with a wicked innocent look that says he damn well knows it's him again.
"It is you," Taliesin says.
"Hands up for Keyleth?" Laura raises her hand, looking around the room. Marisha's hand creeps up. So does Sam's, although he looks a lot less certain about it. Mary and Ashley are both shaking their heads with an identical look of amusement.
"Hands up for Gilmore," Matt says quietly, like he's been expecting it.