CCCC/HMS Oneshots

eclipse (heart x mind)

A/N: in celebration of the eclipse! i saw alot of people doing stuff like this with them so i thought i'd participate. i don't know if this is really a shipfic, since it's based off a platonic(?) interaction of mine, but i think it is. ^_^ some rushed fluff while you all wait for my schoolwork to simmer down. luv y'all :3

Smooch... Smooch... Smooch...

"You're turning me purple," I mutter, my stare returned by a mirror that relays that my usually pale skin is veiled in a purple pigment. Lipstick variegates my cheeks in an attempt to override my silky complexion, as the pelican continues his attack.

"Mwah!! Mwah!! Mwah!!" Heart giggles as he raises himself away from his target for a moment, before lunging forward and wrapping his sleeves around my neck in a tight hug. His (not-so-lipstick-covered) face buries itself in the space between my jaw and clavicle, inhaling my scent greedily. "You smell like coffee!"

"I wonder why..." I grunt, gently placing my palms on his back as a feeble attempt to find something to steady myself from his excited swaying. I sigh quietly, my hand traversing up and down his upper back with limited pressure.

"I'm so happy you let me show affection," Heart murmurs into my neck, sending gentle stimulation across the skin, "I've been waiting to cuddle someone forever!"

"Don't get used to it," I mutter as his warm breath graces my collarbone, his grip around me loosening a tad. After setting aside our differences, I allowed him- once, just once- to let out all his needy affection on me. For the past five or so minutes, we've sat upon cushions as he smothers my vessel in hugs, cuddles, and kisses.

As I stare into the mirror, the boy wrapped around me, I watch him adjust his position to a straddle a little closer to my stomach, allowing him to give a quick press of his lips to my hair.

"Don't get it in my hair-" I grumble, shifting my head to the side to prevent him from tainting my curls with his purple wax. He lets out a small pout before lowering his head back to my collarbone, his chin taking a rest on my shoulder. I raise my hand and gingerly weave my digits between his locks, tenderly scratching at his low scalp. The wings sitting on his back open for a moment in a brief flutter, and a few quiet groans of enjoyment sound, burying themselves back into my scruff.

"I like that," he verbally implores, "keep doing it."

And so I do. I disturb his curls' natural flow with my metal tips, itching his crown. He relaxes a bit, exhaling gently against a spot on my skin, before kissing that very point.

My finger twitches gently. That felt... odd.

He continues. His lipstick starts to blotch my neck, giving it a vitiliginous appearance of its own. In response, my grip loosens, the hand in his hair sliding back down to his shoulder blade. I let him do his work, not interrupting him with so much as a fidget.

Each lip he plants sprouts a feeling of weakness and warmth in my core– but no nocuous sensation, no, it's more of comfort. It makes me feel as if I'm... melting.

Not in a painful way, of course, it's just such a tender sensation, I can't help but lie back and enjoy it. It's certainly something I've never experienced, though I may solicit more in the future.

"You're so sweet when you're gentle like this," he claims between smooches.

"Shut up."

A/N: while we're here... how would you guys feel about a full au fic, seperate from this collection? like, one story, at least 10 chapters, made by yours truly. ;)