002. ☾ First contact { Action }

[proteusmoon]

Who: Cecil and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planet, around!
When: October 24th, night

[ After sifting through the changes made to the ship with the disappearance of some of the crew, as well as making sure their newest addition settled in all right, Cecil is a little late making it out to explore the planet they've landed on. That said, she's not sure how it is that she managed to attract such a crowd of natives, much less how they managed to keep her busy with being led around their quaint, dusty home all day. One thing just led to another and she's been sight-seeing and answering an awful lot of questions about herself.

It's now nighttime, she's unwittingly tried enough lighter fluid-flavored liquor to render her a little drunk, and it seems her small following is leading her inside the brothel next. It's unclear whether or not she realizes where they're going, but she's also got a handful of those red stones and she's in a pretty good mood, so she's content to be led along.

Honestly, it's been a trying past couple weeks and she needed this chance to unwind, really. Maybe not quite this much, but beggars can't be choosers. ]

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[proteusmoon]

[ Ah, now she sees what he meant by "silly". Still, she blushes hard and can't help feeling touched and flattered despite how ridiculous he sounds. She's always been a romantic, after all, and even if it's terrible, she thinks it's sweet.

And it quickly gets hotter in that cot when he rolls her over so that she's underneath him. ]

Just tonight?

[ She asks, but she doesn't really try to control her growing impulses now, shifting beneath him and ghosting her lips against her throat and chin. ]

WELP I guess this is smut now...

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Mm...

[he tilts his chin up. shifts back, a little shameless grinding now that they seem closer to reaching a mutual agreement.]

Maybe not... just...

This whole post is shameless. No one read it ever.

[proteusmoon]

[ The pleasurable friction he makes between them earns him a gasp against his chin and Cecil arches a bit off the cot, lifting her hips to meet his encouragingly. She runs a hand through his hair and lightly scrapes her teeth against his pale skin, teasing the sensitive nerves along his neck and up to his ear, so she can whisper in a thick, low voice: ]

You can kiss me anywhere— just tonight.