Yvette finds herself in the unenviable position of coming into existence in free fall at almost terminal velocity
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“Nothing very coherent. But you were enjoying yourself and happy to be kissing me and feeling very affectionate and. It’s extremely nice.”

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It must have been, she sure seemed very high on it.

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Giggle. “Yeah.” She snuggles him, and actually has herself some sludge. It’s fine. Not a culinary delicacy, but fine.

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It's fine and most importantly does not require thinking or decisionmaking.

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Yes, that too.

“And now I’m all cuddly and affectionate,” she snorts, amused with herself. And nuzzling him.

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Now? As opposed to ten minutes ago, when she was standoffish and hostile?

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This earns a cackle.

“And inclined to growl at anything that interrupted or removed me from your arms!”

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Including, it seems, himself.

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“Yes. No interruptions would be tolerated. No matter the source.” Nuzzle nuzzle.

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Of course.

.....he kind of wants to kiss her again though.

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“Me too! Food first though. Eat your nutrient paste.”

… she is totally thinking of more than just kissing that they could do, but. But. Eep? Appealing but eep?

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He cannot read her mind so he will just obediently eat his paste.

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Yeah she… probably needs to be the one to bring it up.

“…. So….” she begins shyly, midway through her own paste/sludge, “… we could also do more than kissing. But. Should probably talk about it like adults beforehand. Or something.”

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...okay he wants to be the one to pick his reluctance apart, this time.

........................he can't really find any parts to it that aren't the same parts that were involved in the kissing Except More. He feels like there must be a reason why people care so much about it but, again, when he tried it wasn't even that nice? Perfectly replaceable by a hand. A hand is better, actually, since then he doesn't need to think about other people.

But then, again, she is pretty special, and if kissing was so much better when it was her, well...

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She gives an affectionate hum.

“I’m pretty sure I’d enjoy it. But admittedly it might be a bit fast and I’m worried I’d be, mm. Using you for a thing I want? It’d be a… new and exciting way to claim this body as mine. And also express affection towards you and connect with you and whatnot, but. Not entirely just those.”

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He has some feelings about the framing of "being used for a thing she wants". They are not altogether negative ones.

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“… oh,” she says. Blushing. “That. Okay.”

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If she's cleverly manipulating him, good job she's doing it very well much better than her sire ever did.

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“I don’t think I’m cleverly manipulating you!” she snorts. “I think I’m just. Being honest with you and actually caring about you as a person. But if you are scared that I am, well, fair enough, I could. … give you space to think without me here?”

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That is entirely not what he meant at all.

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“Well I know but the concern you’re joking about is real and very reasonable and. … I wouldn’t want you to regret me.”

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He does not think he'll regret it. Or... not this specifically, anyway, if it turns out the Changing God did in fact get so good at manipulation and lying it's actually them in there rather than a castoff, he'll regret not having been more paranoid in general, but also living with that level of paranoia forever sounds exhausting and depressing and he would all things considered rather not.

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She snorts. "Yeah. That makes sense. Also, for what it's worth, I take great joy and satisfaction in acting in ways sire-dearest would absolutely not, and over time I expect that sort of thing will build up into a mountain of evidence, which hopefully will become so large it will crush them entirely, removing them from my life forever." Pause. "... I think I'm nervous babbling again."

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It's endearing. And not something her sire ever did.

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"It does seem like it doesn't coldly lead them to any of their selfish goals!" she agrees. Leaaaan. She has, at this point, finished all of her nutrient paste. "My anxiety about secretly cleverly manipulating you aside, um. It sounds like we're both fine with. Letting things go further? And if it wasn't obvious I do not have ovaries or a uterus or anything, so, um."

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