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Who: Leilani
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish, later
When: Now!

[ The feed opens with the camera focussed on someone's back - it takes a moment to settle, but then Leilani peers over her shoulder, a soft smile on her face. What she's showing off is quite clear; where her skin was once bare, there's a winding tattoo that covers her spine from the small of her back up to her shoulders.

The centre is a green stalk, like a plant, with roses of bright Fade green and blood red surrounding it, coloured in a watercolour style. Weaving through the stem of the flowers is a bright purple snake that seems to have... Bull horns on the top, and a pair of red, glowing eyes. The stem branches out into curves and patterns across her back: anyone familiar with Dalish vallaslin will recognise the design. ]

Leilani grins, even though it makes her wince a little - the tattoo is fresh, and it's red and a little sore from where it's starting to heal. At least she has the decency to make sure she doesn't flash anything by holding a shirt over her chest. ]

I used to have tattoos on my face. For my people, blood writing - the vallaslin - was a sign of becoming an adult. You would get the markings of one of the Gods placed on you, and you would have to sit in silence or you would not be allowed to be given the writing at all.

[ She takes a deep breath, quiet, before she breathes it out. It's obviously hurting, both the ache from the tattoo and the loss of her actual vallaslin. ]

I lost my vallaslin, so I thought it was time to get something new, something for myself rather than for the Gods. [ She finally smiles properly, tilting her head. ] And I'm fishing for compliments, now. I'd like to hear what you think - Loyalty.

[ She ducks out of view before she can finish the sentence, and whoever is holding the camera ends the feed as she goes. ]

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[He's upsetting her more by prying. Before, Justice may have just pried harder in his confusion, but Justice thinks he understands how it might feel to not want to talk about something and be pried into anyway. There are some things that are just hard to talk about.]

If you do not wish to speak of it, that is okay.

[She's cuddled up against his chest, and it's nice. Bare skin against bare skin is new. He dares to move his hand to her face, running his thumb against her cheek, all along the bone to her earlobe.] We can just lie here, if you like.

[ Why is he being so nice to her? Leilani makes a soft noise, shifting a little before she tilts her head up to look at Justice. If it was any other man - Solas, or Rowan, or Zevran - she really would be a little offended. Considering it's Justice, however... She can't really be mad at him, can she?

She was prepared to tell him so, but then his hand trailed up against her cheek and then, then, he touches her ear and she feels a little bit faint. This, she things, is completely unfair, and she can't resist her wiggle. ]

That - I wouldn't touch me there, Justice.

[Justice jerks her hand away from her face like he's been burned, his brow creasing in confusion. He doesn't know what's wrong with touching the face or ear, but he's learned not to question mortal things like that.]

I apologize. I still do not quite understand what I am and am not allowed to touch. [He settles his hand on her upper arm, though his touch is more uncertain now.] Did I make you uncomfortable?

No, it's - there's nothing wrong with you touching it, exactly.

[ She reaches up for his hand, because of course she does, and she links their fingers carefully. He's so new to physical touch, she thinks, and she breathes out a soft noise. How to explain this... ]

There are certain places on a person's body that feel... Particularly good, and usually very nice in certain situations. I didn't think that's what your intention was when you touched my ear.

I see. [Justice knows about erogenous zones--goodness knows one can't live in the Fade for long without learning all about what mortals like to do to each other--but he hadn't expected an ear to be so sensitive that even a brush was inappropriate.

But her hand is reassuring. She doesn't hold his ignorance against him, and that keeps him calm.]

So... you do not wish me to do that again? [His tone is questioning, and he looks to her for confirmation. He's lost when it comes to the trickier rules of touching, and what mortals are and are not okay with.]

[ She's going to die, and it'll be death by Justice's sweetness, she thinks. It's so different from the confidence of the other people she's been with in her time, and it's refreshingly attractive in a way she really cannot put into words. It makes her want to lean up and kiss him, but she also doesn't want to put him in that position.

It's a terribly awkward corner to be backed into.

Leaning back, still completely bare in front of him, she sighs. ]

I'm not against it, particularly. You just need to be aware of what it means when you touch someone - me - like that.

[That wasn't a yes and that wasn't a no, which just serves to confuse him more. She's not against him touching her in erogenous zones, so long as he knows that they are erogenous zones and she's receiving pleasure from it.

Give him a minute to puzzle that out.

Another minute.

Another...

He's really dense.]

I am aware now.

[So does that mean she doesn't mind him touching her ears? He's pretty sure that mortals don't typically like to be touched in erogenous zones unless they're...

Wait.]

Are you suggesting we have sex?

[He feels like he needs some verbal confirmation for his suspicions, because it has never occurred to him that a mortal might want to have sex with him.]

[ Her own brain is running a mile a minute and she can't help the way she sits up sharply, not thinking at all about the nakedness of her chest or the sharp pain of the tug of skin on her tattoo. Shit.

Is this happening? She had been checking Justice out, of course, and she had been aware of how handsome he is, but she's not used to being propositioned so... Intensely.

She's definitely blushing. ]

I'm not suggesting we do anything. It's just so that you know that if you touch me there then it makes me feel certain things. I don't want to put you in an awkward position -

[ She lifts a hand, covering her face. ]

This is new for you. I don't want you to be uncomfortable.

[Justice isn't sure exactly what he's doing, but whatever it is, it's obviously very wrong.]

Be careful of your back.

[That's his first instinct, to remind her that she's healing even though she's certain to know that herself.

He's made her uncomfortable. Her face is bright red, and her embarrassment radiates from her skin. He's half convinced that he should just go before he upsets her more, but he's pretty sure she's saying that she's open to the idea and her hesitation is on his behalf.]

I am not uncomfortable with you.

[Does he want to have sex? He doesn't know. He has a craving for physical closeness and affection, but that does not necessarily translate to a craving for sex. But he doesn't need to crave it to be interested in trying it.]

[ She softens, giving him a sweet smile before she sits up properly. ]

I'll be careful.

[ But... It's not that she's uncomfortable, exactly, but... She didn't really expect the conversation to take this turn. She's a little embarrassed, but it's more from the shock than from any discomfort, and she makes a soft noise before she leans forward, one hand moving to touch his face.

He's sweet, and lovely, and Leilani wants him to understand that he deserves the world. ]

I'm not uncomfortable with you, either. But I don't want you to feel like you should do something just because the chance is here. There's plenty of time for you to decide who you'd like to do things with. Have - [ She tilts her head. ] Have you kissed anyone, Justice?

I have never kissed anyone. That I remember, at least. [Which, to be fair, doesn’t mean he hasn’t.

Her hand is on his face. He doesn’t think anyone has touched him like that since Aura touched her husband’s cheek for the last time. He leans into the touch because it’s soothing, easing the perisistent ache that has grown in his chest. His eyes linger on her lips, suddenly wondering what it would be like to kiss her.]

It has never occurred to me that mortals may wish to with me.

Then that's where you should start, isn't it?

[ Jumping into sex when you've barely kissed anyone sounds like a terrible idea, and Leilani looks him over for a moment, conscious of her bareness, before she tilts her head up. Her expression is gentle, of course, but there's something a little sly there, too.

She would kiss him, if he wanted it. ]

I want to kiss you. I told you that you have a nice body.

[Justice considers leaning in to kiss her, but he's pretty sure he would do it wrong somehow. He's not sure how, but considering how his interactions with mortals go, he's sure he'd find a way. It's probably best to let her take the lead for now.]

You have my blessing, if that is what you wish.

[For all her talk of how attractive his new form is, it hadn't occurred to him she'd want to do something with it. In retrospect, it seems obvious.]

Your blessing.

[ Leilani shifts, moving to push herself up and forward, hovering over him just a little. Tilting her head, she offers a soft smile, her fingers brushing over his cheekbones again.

Leaning forward, she wraps her arm around him carefully before she tilts her head up, brushing her mouth over his. ]

[This is a new experience. He hadn't been prepared for how close kissing would feel. He feels her breath on his face, the shimmering anticipation on her lips, her bare breasts brushing his chest.

He's not the most active kissing partner at first. He's waiting to see what she does, what she seems to like and not. He's taking in the experience without trying to take control.

He wraps his arm around her. He's careful not to touch her tattoo, but considering it goes all the way up and down her spine, that means his hand settles on her ass.]

[ It's nice to be kissing again, she thinks; it had been nice with Rowan and Zevran, but she had barely known them then. She knows Justice a little better than she knows them, and it feels more intimate because of it - he knows her, he understands her a little, and she flushes as her other arm wraps around him to hold him closer.

She guides the kiss, slow and gentle and careful, letting him get used to it. The hand on her ass doesn't shock her - someone was the same - and all she does is hum, happily, her fingers lifting up to stroke through his hair. She could keep doing this, she thinks - she could keep him, and let herself be kept. ]

[Justice decides that this is nice. Lips are softer than he realized. The closeness helps ease some of the loneliness he's been stewing in, and that's enough to make him want to go further, to have more and have her longer.

Justice slowly starts to take a more active role in the kiss as a becomes more familiar with it. He presses forward, pushing against her mouth, allowing one hand to wander. He trails his fingers down her sternum, fondling one breast slowly, like he's just exploring her and learning what it feels like to touch a mortal like this. He may not have showed much interest in looking at them, but he's definitely showing interest in touching them, feeling their weight in his palm and the softness of her skin.]

[ It is nice; Justice is warm and solid against her, his arm around her, and she feels a flush of warmth on her cheeks. She's blushing and she knows it, colour on her cheeks, but it doesn't matter. What matters is the weight of him against her, the strength of him, and she makes a soft noise before she leans back and kisses his forehead.

There's nothing to stop her from smiling, thumb running over his cheekbone. She's soft, and gentle, and she tilts her head up to give him another kiss, this one chaste. ]

How was that?

[She pulls away, and he almost follows her, chasing her lips, but he doesn't. She's warm and comforting, and she's smiling at him, so he can't have done anything too thoroughly wrong.

He doesn't answer her question. Or maybe he does, and his answer is just moving in for another kiss, chasing that warmth and comfort. He's the one in control this time, and his kiss is clumsy in its inexperience, but eager and searching to learn.]

[ Leilani smiles against his mouth, tilting her head to make the kiss a little more comfortable, fingers still stroking through his hair and against his neck. She draws him close and accepts the softness, accepts the inexperience, gives as much as she takes and hopes that what she is showing him, teaching him, hesitantly, is as good for him as it is for her.

She doesn't hesitate; she gives in to him, settling against his body as she makes herself comfortable. Leilani knows she could practically climb on him, now, and she hums happily. ]

[She is a small person, especially when compared to him. She fits the contours of his body, and it feels like he can wrap himself up around her and hold her close until the ache in his heart is forgotten. He keeps kissing her, an eager and dedicated student, not even needing to stop for air. He savors the feeling of her mouth so close, her hands in his hair and on his neck.

He keeps his hands busy. With one, he keeps fondling her breasts, swiping his thumb against the peak of her nipple, and his other hand runs a finger up her earlobe. He’s being given an opportunity to explore touching a mortal body, and he intends to use it. That, and the ache doesn’t hurt so much if he’s busy, chasing something with his hands and lips.]

[ Leilani recognises how easy it is for her to slip into the familiar routine of kissing and holding someone, and when Justice's hand moves and touches her breast she shivers, impossible to hide or deny. She tilts her head to one side, pressing her mouth against his a little harder before she leans back, trailing her lips against Justice's jawline slowly and carefully. The fact that he knows one of the spots that makes her fall apart - the fingers against her ear makes her feel a touch desperate - is encouraging. ]

Justice... [ Her voice is soft and gently, and she smiles as she kisses his mouth again. ] Is this okay? Are you okay?

[He doesn't want to talk. He doesn't want to answer her question, because he's not okay and he knows he's not and she's the only one distracting him from that.

But she's asking him if he's alright where this is going, he thinks. She just wants to know that he doesn't mind what will happen. He can answer that question.]

I want this, if you are okay.

[He pulls her into another kiss, pinching the tip of her ear between his fingers and pressing his thumb against her nipple.]

[ It's clear to her that Justice isn't as okay as he says he is - there's something about the way he moves, the way he speaks, different from what she recognises and what she's used to. Leilani knows how it feels to try and bury your emotions in something intimate with someone else - she had done that as soon as she had arrived, almost - but she doesn't want Justice's first foray into this aspect of mortal life to be tainted by that.

Gently, carefully, she pushes at his shoulders, urging him to lay back even as she has to pull herself away from his kisses. He's a fast learner and the way he reaches for her ears - he's going to be dangerous. ]

This is enough for now, isn't it? I'd like to kiss you for a while.

[ It's an out, she thinks, one he can take without shame. They can always revisit this when neither of them have a dark cloud over their shoulders - and even if Justice was feeling happy enough to move forward the fact is that she'd risk hurting herself by doing it. Not very attractive at all. ]

[The disappointment is sharp in his gut, but he doesn't resist when she pushes him away. He lets her ear and breast go, confused as she pushes him back.]

Did I do something wrong?

[That seems like the most likely answer for her sudden change in intention. Had he hurt her back, maybe? Or blindly stumbled over another mortal rule? Was he not allowed to touch her the way he was?]

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