She blinks a little, taking in the scene and the way that she sees the scene in some many different ways as she leans into her hands.

"Please don't worry about this not being what you expected. I'm here and..."

Her fingers trace across her hair, circling idly, alongside the faint memory of exquisite raking claws.

"There's so much to want, in this world, and there's so much to see, and so many things that are hard to do in 'the right order'. There's only so much that I can do with you, with me being myself in the way that you told me you want, and from what your heart tells me, even now but..." 

She smiles softly. 

"Could you look at the stars with me, darling?"

She sighs, and leans into the warmth of her chest and the pleasant feeling of her voice running through her body.

She nods against her neck as she looks up at the sky.

"I'm not going to pretend that I can be normal, like this, with the adaptation levels that you have, or even that right now, you are going to care about exactly what I say, when I feel this good for you, from my voice to my touch." 

Her hands slide down against her clothes, digging into her pocket. 

Her chest rises and falls slowly, and she grabs a simple stick of lipstick that she swiftly uncorked, then show the deep glossy red of it to her.

She smiles, focusing in on what she can see of her fingers, the sky, the colors.

She unwinds it slowly, and slides the lipstick across her lips sensously, letting it slowly sink in as fingernails traced across the sensitive flesh.

"I want you to have a chance to feel this, that I want to mark you and care for you and that  there's nothing more then you that I want, right now, byond maeybe a little comfort and a chance to breathe." 

"And to remember the simple things, in a life that I can be a part of."

Her tongue lolled out, licking her lips as she rested back, twitching and trembling a little as her flush grew deeper.

"I care about you, and what you want, and what you are, which is why I'm doing this all. Please remember that, okay?"

She presses a hot kiss against her spine.

"Mhm!"

She slowly and sensously licks her fingers, letting her bask in the sweet sounds as her nipples harden a little against her back.

Her fingers trace down into her pants, pushing them aside, revealing Romana's trembling cock.

She lets out a small tense mewl as her hips buck and grind back against her.

"I know what it's like to think that you just have to be the sort of thing that you expect, for being a woman, but I'm happy to take care of the needs of your..."

She leans in against her ear, and throatily whispers. "Your big fat cock."

She edged, trembling and tensing and moaning, balls churning already - 

She smiled beautifically down at her. 

Her palm gently pressed against the bottom of her penis, then wrapped each of her fingers in turn around the girth of it, fingernails tracing lightly as her formed a tight, hot, and wet embrace around her sex as her thumb slowly rubbed across her hypersensitive cockhead.

She came hard, squirting and pulsing and softly and shakily panting as her cum sprayed out in pulses as she enjoyed her fingers.

She kept on pumping, for a while, then traced her fingers across her slowly softening dick to scoop up the remaining trails of cum left lingering on her skin, before sliding her fingers against her lips.

"Lick."

She happily licks across her cum-coated spit-laden fingers, and lets out a small satisfied sigh.

She smiles again, and lets her finger stroke across her wet tongue, gently carressing it. 

"Suck."

She happily complies, squishing her lips down around her probing digits, gently swallowing the remanants of the fluids on her fingers.

She beams softly. 

"The lipstick isn't just because I like playing with your colors, you know. It's... a way to show you the sensitivity of them, the way they press down and suck, and now I want you to feel how nice it is to feel your seed sink slowly into them, and well... To give you a chance to breathe."

She let out a soft low sigh, and nuzzled into her cleavage.

"And just... please take the time to look at the stars, too, you know? They are beautiful, and there's plenty of room for enjoying me, even with that."

She presses a series of light tingling kisses across her cheek.

She lies back into the kisses, taking all the time she needs to find her voice. 

"What even are these stars, here? I've heard so many stories of the Rose Bowers being a strange place, spatially speaking, that it seems weird to just... think of them normally, I suppose."

"Good question~" 

She drags her tongue across her skin, letting her feel texture of it against her slick neck. 

"It really depends - there's a lot of things that you can do with the right starscape, magically, but most of the time, it's not really that." 

She drags her tongue up her neck, softly sliding her lips alongside it. 

"This display for you is a work of art, through the lensing effects and other more complicated things besides. So... Please take the time to really look, okay?"

The stars are bright, clear and crisp, countless points of light spread out as far as the eyes can see, with nebulas and galaxies make the whole thing look alive with color - clouds of pink and orange fading into the speckled expanse of night.