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The foyer of the Rosethorn Hotel is deserted. A crisp white letter addressed to "Mm. Iron" sits on the front desk. There are no other signs of life.
Right Hand Raven
"Yeah. And... being nude with you feels natural. It doesn't make me blush. It's just kind of a fact. That's nice."
First of Her Name
She smiles, and rolls her head around, letting her hair float around her face.
"Yeah. It's also nice that if I want, I can be aroused, at least faintly, and that doesn't change it. I'm in the Rose Bowers with someone els who is similarly naked, and that's all the reason I need for me to have that extra bit of emotion inside me, and that doesn't fundamentally change anything."
First of Her Name
She floats down into a position where she can, standing on the floor, and holds her hand.
"Of course."
Right Hand Raven
Morning-Glory blushes and grins.
"Thank you."
She just sits there in the water for a while, holding hands with Iron with a huge smile.
First of Her Name
She smiles back at her, still holding her hand firmly, softly gazing just beneath her eyes.
Her free hand reaches up to her face, moving to brush her hair back before pausing.
She quietly asks.
"May I...?"
First of Her Name
She strokes her fingers through her hair lightly, brushing across the grain of it, hand tenderly sliding across her scalp.
Right Hand Raven
She blushes and grins and watches Iron's face.
"...I think I know whether the Bowers' matching is any good, now."
First of Her Name
She smiles even more broadly and leans into kiss her nose.
"So then, tell me your verdict~"
First of Her Name
She does, her hands gently cupping her cheeks in her hand as her lips mash against her, tongue eagerly tasting at her lips.
Right Hand Raven
She kisses firmly back, with a little tongue of her own.
"... I would like a bed with you. Not necessarily now, but..." The corners of her mouth quirk up. "Sometime."
She grins. "There we go. A proper proposition."
First of Her Name
She laughs softly, smiling a little proudly.
"And I would like to 'get a bed with you to sometime' as well."
She kisses her again, more gently this time, nibbling lightly on her lips.
First of Her Name
She beams broadly, and shivers hard.
"There's whole worlds of sensations and feelings to find, if you ever give yourself the chance to stop and smell the roses."
Her nipples are hard, peeking out just above the water line as her chest heaves with hot breaths slowly.
Right Hand Raven
"You're a very good one."
She steps in, pressing Iron back against the side of the pool, and frenches her firmly.
First of Her Name
She kisses back passionately, matching her intensity and firmness as she lets her chest slide up against hers, enjoying the feeling of wet skin sliding against wet skin, letting out a small pleasured sigh as she kept on kissing her with tongue.
Right Hand Raven
Morning-Glory pulls away and sighs.
"... I want to take you right now, but these aren't ideal circumstances. May I leash you and bring you back to my room?"
First of Her Name
She raises her eyebrow, a little, but flushes slightly.
"I don't think I feel comfortable going straight to leashing - doing that feels... presumptuous, at least. But we can certainly move back to your room for a more ideal setting~"
Her fingers lightly play across her chin.
Right Hand Raven
Morning-glory smiles and leans into Iron's fingers.
"And - you can call me December."
First of Her Name
"Alright~"
She reaches for a Bedroom Charm and activates it, teleporting them to her room.
"So tell me how you would like to be fucked, December."
She strokes her full hand possesively across her neck.
Her cock is pulsing needily, and her chest is heaving with soft lusty breath, showing of the way the water makes her skin shine.
Right Hand Raven
"I was thinking I would top, but - this works, too. I want to be kissed by you, held by you, feel your body against me - missionary or spooning would be best."
First of Her Name
"Good girl."
She slides up against her chest, reaching out for a bottle of lube she knows will soon be there to lather it across her dick, letting her gently let the weight of her naked body push her against her bed as she kisses her deeply.
Right Hand Raven
December kisses back, and lets herself be led where she's supposed to go. Her heart is pitter-pattering; she kisses back eagerly, her slight breasts pressed up against Iron's fuller ones.