Romana had saved up so long for this, to make sure that she had all the time that she could ever need to... do it properly, to make sure that everything would be right and that she didn't need to fear getting lost in the Blackberry Gardens, and more then anything to ensure that she had no excuse not to actually let herself do this.
Nervously, she walked up to the front desk, examining the note that the Bowers had left for her.
"And... I don't want to tell you not to feel that passion, or even that I'm not feeling it right now so..."
She gently reaches her hand around to her cheek, stroking gently and brushing against her, hand slowly hovering around her face.
"I want you to feel the flush of my hand, the way that my cheeks rise and my smile broadens as I look at you. I want you to have the chance to feel the pulsing of my heart, the way that my chest rises and falls, and how intense thisi s for me, with every breath I take, every beat of my heart, every moment that I spend with you, and remember that that's passion too."
She flushed softly, and leaned into it, eyes locking onto the slight flush of her hand, then the very deliberate rise and fall of her chest, before nuzzling against her shoulder to listen to her and feel her go up and down.
"I want this to be real, and for this to be a chance to follow things other then your passion, for this more than just some sex tourism for you but..."
She takes her hand, and kisses it, before pressing it against her chest.
"You can feel me up as much as you'd like."
She lay against her, and nuzzled in more, feeling her elevated pulse against her hand and hearing it against Ruby's shoulder.
Her hand slowly stroked across her chest, staying clowe to her heart but still gently pressing against her breasts.
"...How do you deal with having that chance to be soft, when there's..."
She trails off.
"Mostly, it just means that I can talk about my work, my friends, my stupid games and skills and like..."
She leans back a little.
"I can tell you how much I like the feeling of your head on my shoulder, or the way that I like the glistening of water or whatever, and I can tell that to you without having to tell you that I want you to stroke off my cock, because we have the shared understanding that we can do this without having to go there, or that you've already proved that you can go there and that there's nothing that you are importantly missing from not doing that because you unlearn the scarcity, eventually."
"Yeah I can see that..."
Her eyes traced down her form and her eyes as her hands pressed against the plushness of her breasts.
"...Should I?"
She leans over, and kisses her forehead gently.
"You are safe here. You can do whatever you'd like, and I wouldn't be telling you about all the reasons that you shouldn't make yourself want this if it was the sort of thing that I was trying to exert pressure on you about. I'd be happy either way, and I'm sure that I can take good care of you regardless."
Her fingers dig deeply into her breasts, fingers squeezing them down so she can feel the flesh move beneath her hands and press up against her palm as she thinks.
..."It's weirdly satisfying to think, when playing with you like this."
She smiled back coyly and let out a warm sigh.
"That's the fun of this, you know? Don't get me wrong, going for something that's more instinctively parsed as satisfying passion from the start is good too, but..."
"It's fun in a different way, and it's something that we can take with us, even without the fancy tech or fate workings."
"Yeah - it's so much easier to believe that I'm allowed to like this, or that there's no cost to doing this, just because it's a part of what I'm already doing - of my appreciation of you and breasts and this conversation but..."
Her hand trailed down to her pants, and gently stroked a single finger down the slight bulge in her pants.
"I want to know it, Ruby. So..."
She slowly slid her pants down, revealing the impressive size of her half-hard cock and the patch of fiery red hair around her crotch.
She smiled slightly, and beconed her forward.
She gently wrapped her hand around her cock, feeling the way that it's girth pressed up against her hand as she held it, barely fitting.
Her fingertips stroked gently against the foreskin as she found herself relaxing yet closer to her.
She let out a pleased sigh as she stiffened in her hand.
"It's generally a good idea to use lube, Romana."
Her hand stroked up to her cheek and across her lips.
"...May I?"
Her hand slowly sinks into her mouth, the flat of her palm resting against her lolling tongue as she let her hand get covered in her drool.
She let out a soft pleased sigh as she lapped up against her hand a little as her hand trembled a little against her.
She slowly eased out her hand from her mouth, tenderly sliding her thumb across her lips until she fully withdrew, then held her hand up and turned it around to see how much it glistened.
She gently ran her wet fingers across Romana's hand on her dick, tracing fingertips across her knuckles and letting her fingernails gently glide across the back of her hand before letting her fingers dance between the gasp, sllcking up her cock a little.
"Feel free to rub a little."
She strokes, the motion smooth from the lubrication as a finger wraps around and up to gently slide across her glans, rubbing it against her tip.
"And... like this, I can feel you, you know? I can see the way that you hair interacts with the light, and feel your smell, and the texture of you and I know I can feel those otherwise but..."
She hums and lets her hand clench around her cock, and rubs the flat of her fingers across it.
Her hips buck a little, pressing her sex and thighs around her hand as she twitched as her precum slowly started leaking out.
She rolled her palm along her cock, clenching and sliding and slipping across her sex, smiling broadly at her reaction.
"And... It's good to know that just because I know that you could have fucked me into the floor with that dick and had me moaning for more doesn't mean that I can't go and play with your cute lil cock of yours."
She flushed and pumped her hips as she slid against her hand, panting a little already.
She glanced down at Romana's thighs.
"I know it's natural to want to prioritize your partner, but remember: You are safe. You can do whatever you'd like. It's alright."
With one hand, she slid open her clothes to let her breasts flop free, and let her free hand gently rub around her clit as she panted hotly.
"...Please."
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