Ame's skin is soft and warm.

"You can drink if you want, I won't complain."

But there are better ways to distract yourself, Ame doesn't say. Instead she starts kissing Bys's neck as she slings a leg over to settle in Bys' lap.

"Ah- Hey, wait a minute..."

She reaches around Ame to clear the water out of her shallow bowl, then put it in her pack. And bring out the bottle of beer she offered Ame earlier before taking big gulps from it.

...no you, twinge in her pride, shut up.

Ame waits indulgently. She's never understood the connection or even dependency some people have between alcohol and sex, but she knows it exists.

Gulp, gulp- She shakes her head and caps the bottle again, about half full. "Ahh. Woof. That will kick in after a minute, alright... So. You're very attractive." (Slight blush.) "And you could go find dozens of willing partners, so it's flattering you followed me here. And you didn't freak out about the communing... And thank you for refreshing me so much today. I probably shouldn't get used to it, but it's very nice to be able to keep up with all the dryfolk. And I'm going to stop talking now." She kisses Ame on the lips, hands on her back and one leg.

"Not partners," Ame says between kisses. "Don't get me wrong." Kiss. "I really enjoy my work." Kiss. "And my own needs are very easy to meet." Kiss. "But I consider it a point." Kiss. "Of professional pride. To expect no reciprocation."

Ame's hands roam over Bys' body, searching for skin, as she rubs her body against Bys'.

"But right now I'm making friends, not working. And you. Are. Hot."

Abyssia is still fully clothed except for her boots, pants that go to the knee and a simple shirt and jacket. She unzips and sheds the jacket, leaning into Ame, staring at her short skirt and letting her hand get closer to it.

"Mmm... You said something about my luminescence being good? Nice that it can be good for something for once..."

"I think it's sexy," Ame opines.

She plants her feet and hauls both of them up easily, standing but still pressed together. She quickly unstraps her equipment, letting it fall to the floor of the tent, then peels off her top, skirt, and panties. Bys has more to take off; she helps with that by dropping to her knees and pulling Bys' pants and panties down while Bys is busy with her top.

She's happy to take her top off, smiling and blushing deep blue. It turns out the lines of glowing dots curve around her modest breasts, framing them.

She kneels down herself and hugs Ame again when it's off. It's nice to hold someone warm, who isn't afraid of her.

Kisses. Lots of those. On Ame's soft lips, soft neck, soft breasts...

Ame sighs in pleasure, pressing Bys's head to her chest as she runs her hands all over Bys' bare body, fondling the other girl eagerly.

Ame guides them down onto Bys' sleeping roll, pulling Bys on top of her, their legs entwining in a tangle of silky skin and slick arousal, her hands continuing to caress Bys' curves.

After a few minutes of gentle warmup, she pushes Ame up for a moment and opens a cunningly hidden pocket in her big backpack, pulling out a smooth glazed wooden dildo. She presses a little symbol on the base and it soon warms up.

She presses it into Ame's hand. "H-Here. I like... This. Even though I don't like men."

"Of course. Oh, neat. It's self-warming."

Ame feels up the dildo for a moment, before settling in next to Bys. She hooks one arm under Bys' knees and lifts Bys' legs up in the crook of her arm, draping Bys' legs over herself and giving herself a good angle to use the dildo. She pulls Bys into a kiss as she wets the dildo on Bys' vulva, rubbing Bys' butt with her thigh.

She lets out a cute little moan and clutches at Ame, scrabbling down towards Ame's legs with one hand but not quite able to reach, so she settles for putting it on her lower back.

Ame slides the dildo in, deepening the kiss as she presses the toy in deep. When it's all the way in, Ame breaks the kiss and wiggles upwards a little until Bys can reach between Ame's legs, and Ame's breasts are back in Bys' face.

For a while, Ame just rubs herself sensuously against the other girl as she slowly fucks Bys with the dildo and cums on Bys' fingers.

Abyssia is almost tearing up at the intense sensation (how soft and curvy and warm Ame is pressed against her, being filled without having her own hand on the dildo...) combined with how - tender and caring it is.

Reciprocating to Ameron with her fingers, making her feel good as well, seems important to her somehow. Though she does let her other hand start playing with her own clit, and it's not too long before 'Bys has her first orgasm.

Ame makes sure it's a good one.

Leaving the dildo in place and keeping it there with her thigh, Ame straightens Bys' legs and rolls Bys on top of her. Grinding herself against Bys' thigh is enough to make Ame cum again, and then they simply make-out as hands roam over naked skin.

Ame was truthful about how easily her own body's needs are met. When she isn't laser-focused on something else, her own pleasure builds to a climax again just from incidental thigh-humping, moaning into their kiss as she shudders in Bys' arms. It makes her feel lazy, but that's kind of the point. She's not trying to impress Bys. She's just trying to be as intimate as possible; let her guard down and satisfy her own desire for orgasmic cuddles.

After a while, she adjusts her rhythm a little and brings Bys to a slow, languid, final orgasm, before settling in to snuggle. She also stops using Axiom to keep Bys refreshed, or they'd probably never stop.

'Bys cuddles up happily. It might be difficult to escape these cuddles, she's as strong as ever.

"...Gods, today has been the best day in... A while. Why is sex so great, anyway?" She wonders after her breathing has settled.

"It's what we're made for," Ame murmurs wryly. "The humanoid form, I mean. It isn't nimbler, stronger, tougher, stealthier, or hardier than average among all the shapes creatures of the world might take. But it is better at fucking; can feel more pleasure and achieve a greater variety of sexual acts than any other common shape. And we who have this form are overwhelmingly the thinking beings that exist. Coincidence?"

Ame nuzzles Bys with a soft laugh.

"And here I thought it was Skills that made people special. Nope, it's sex apparently. Ahahahah..." Sigh. "The world is kind of cruel. People are assholes to each other and die for stupid reasons..."

Gentle caresses.

"Yup. And Skills are... it doesn't seem strange to me to imagine that Skills are given to us, and that they're not a thing about us that might make us special or not. We have Skills because we're special; we're not special because we have Skills? You said your whispering gods don't have Skills at all. Which... yeah."

"Big questions, right there. Who are we, where did we come from? Where did the gods come from? Who built the Polar Gates? Why-" Her stomach growls, and she shifts and blushes. "Uh... We skipped dinner didn't we?"

Ame bursts into giggles. "That, what you did right there, is like all of life summed up, isn't it. But yeah, I'm hungry too, now that you mention. Wanna rest while I grab us something?"

"Sure. It, uh, takes you less time to dress anyway. I'll clean up. And I should probably sleep alone after we eat - not that cuddling isn't nice! But I have trouble sleeping most of the time."

"You said. It's more than fine."

Ame gives her a kiss and wriggles out of her embrace. She puts on her boots, panties, skirt, and shirt, but leaves her gear. She ducks out of the tent and jogs over to where everyone is collecting their food.

Two of the wagons are apparently Soup Wagons! Or Kitchen Wagons, at least. There's a line to receive either soup or some kind of meat and veggie dish. Elizabeth is just past the two soup wagons drawing up a plume of Ghyran that's obvious from halfway across the camp, making a trio of head-high fruit trees continuously produce fruit. She has an assistant dump organic waste - looks like mostly cooking and butchering castoffs, plus random wood and geenery - at the base of the trees every minute or so.

(One of the men from the gangbang is bold enough to walk right past her and grope her butt. The guy who didn't like group sex had been staring and contemplating talking to her, but suddenly looks like he found something gross in his food.)

Ame gives the guy from the gangbang a smile of greeting. She wishes more people felt comfortable doing that.

Then she catches the scowling guy's gaze, and gives him an acknowledging look. She does remember him, and she recognizes that look on his face: the inner conflict between desire and dissonance. Base desire for her body opposed to disgust at what she represents. It's kind of sad that he's getting in his own way like that, but only he can decide his priorities.

Heading over to the food lines, Ame picks up a bowl of soup and a serving of meat and veggies, then goes over to check out Elizabeth's fruit.