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Harry Hook is chaotic neutral (ง'̀-'́)ง (callemfishbait) wrote in somerealityrpg,

The impact was a bit more painful than when he had tackled her earlier. Harry grunted in mild pain as he wrapped his arms around her waist to stop her from rolling away into more danger. Well that and from shifting in such a way he'd actually get injured.

He was ready to scold her for whatever stunt she had just pulled, but Harry didn't quite get the words past his lips as he stared at her in surprise. His chest rose and fell quickly as he the cold air bit at his slightly warm face. Uma would have been laughing her ass off at this scene, most likely.

"If ye wanted to get me in this position," he drawled out with a sneer, "Ye could have just asked." He flashed her a grin. Without thinking he shifted a hand from her waist up to the side of her face. He cupped her cheek as he leaned up just a little bit to cover her lips with his own. Harry had never had problems using things like a kiss as a weapon of sorts. A way to get what he wanted. This kiss? This kiss was oddly tender compared to his normal behavior. When he finally pulled away he was sure she was going to slap him or some such.

"There, now ye dinnae have to ruin yer lovely locks."

The storm that was often in his eyes was calmer now as he smiled at her with an honest smile. "Ye suck at running in the snow, Malsy. Maybe we should go in soon, aye? Get something warm ta drink. I can only handle so much of the cold. No matter how delightful the company."