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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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[ 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?]

No.

[ Shifting, she leans up and presses a kiss against his forehead, against his cheek, against his jaw, and then she cups his face with the palm of her hand, gently. ]

There's no need to rush, and I don't think you want the first time you experience this to be so hurried and intense.

Very well.

[He doesn't get it, but she's saying no and he will respect that. It's not the sex he craved anyway, but the closeness, and she's still close. He leans in for another kiss, lingering on her lips.]

May I still touch you?

If you'd like.

[ She smiles, tilting into the kiss, brushing her fingers over the curve of his jawline and the softness of his cheek. ]

You can stay here for as long as you like.

[He hums against her lips, moving his hand to fondle her breast again and pulling her close.]

I would like that.

[She's kind to him. That's always been the case, and he's glad that she allows him this much.]

[ It's nice, she thinks, to just lie with someone, to press close and relax. She's always been comfortable with physical intimacy, and this warms the sadder parts of herself that she had been tucking away. ]

You're welcome to it.

[ Tilting her head up, she kisses him again, nipping at his lip. ]

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