It winds up being a pretty cozy night. After they finish eating, Sable and Momo spend some time cozily cuddled up, watching the sun set off the side of the skyblock. 

Eventually, it's time for bed. As Sable comes out in sleepwear, she smiles at Momo hesitantly. "Um. Wanna cuddle as we drift off to sleep tonight?"

"I'd like that, I think.  I've certainly been enjoying cuddling so far."

Her cheeks color as she smiles warmly. "Well then. Big spoon, little, or draping atop?"

Somehow she was not expecting to be asked this question!

"I think, whatever you'd recommend?  I don't really know enough to be able to say if I have a preference."

"Well, let's try with you as the little spoon for now and see how you like it."

Into the tent they go, and Sable holds her arms open. "Scoot back in against me and let's see how you like this."

...oh this is really nice.  And thankfully none of the instincts she was vaguely worried about seem to be flaring up, so far.

"So far, I think I approve," she murmurs softly.

"Oh good."

She wraps an arm around Momo's waist, tucks the other under the pillows, and presses a soft kiss to her shoulder. "So there's also the reverse of this, options for different hand placements, and also either of us draped atop and resting on the other's chest, if you wanna try any of those."

"I'm sure we'll have plenty of chances to try them.  Right now?  This is nice, and,"

She yawns.  "Well, it's been a day."

"It really has. Sleep well, Momo. Love you."

She presses a kiss to her shoulder again, and they drift off together.

When Momo wakes up, she discovers the Pirates still sound asleep, their hand having drifted a bit higher to cup her breast during the night.

Oh, that's why those few fragments of a fading dream she remembers were like that...

It was a nice dream.  Oddly purple.

Well, not oddly purple.  But still notably so, for whatever reason dreams do things.

Now, how to get out of this without waking the Pirates...?  Does she really want to?

...She might not want to, out of a sudden sense of mischief, and because it does feel nice in the Pirates' arms, but unfortunately, biology waits for no woman.  Up she goes.

There are some murmury noises, and they seem to clutch tighter to her for a moment, but she can escape, especially if she gives them her pillow to hug.

...nooo don't be sad...

She makes the sacrifice of her pillow with an overdramatically heavy heart.

By the time the Pirates are awake, she's probably slicing up breakfast.

Sable strolls out in her sleepwear with a warm grin. "Mmm, I slept pretty well. How about you, Momo?"

"Oh, I definitely had pleasant dreams," she quips.  "Did you?  Because with how I woke up, I do hope you got to enjoy it."

That is innuendo.

"Well, we only rarely remember our dreams. Last night unfortunately wasn't an exception."

Wait. Did her hands wander in her sleep? She blushes. "Um. How did you wake up?"

"Your hand was, hm," she wanders closer to Sable, making half a motion to take Sable's hand into her own to demonstrate with - though if that's not indicated, she'll just use her own - "Riiiight here~"

"I don't remember much of most of my dreams either, and this was not an exception, but that kind of warmth, and a very present sense of purple, are the two things I do recall quite clearly."

Well, Sable will certainly allow her hand to be placed, but that's going to get a bit of a blush. She grins, though. "I see," she purrs back. "Judging by the demonstration, I'm gonna guess that wasn't too unwelcome?"

She gives Momo's breast a gentle caress and squish, her grin turning playful and her free hand wrapping around her waist.

Oh, good, mission accomplished~

"Mmmm, I certainly didn't mind it~", she says, as she leans into Sable's touch.

Well, that calls for more of a squeeze, thumb brushing across the nipple through her clothes, while she pulls Momo into a tender kiss.

"Glad to hear it," she murmurs.