"I mean, if you want one, I can try and arrange that--?"

"Nah, don't worry about it, if you give me gonorrhea I can just get a shot." Neck kisses.

Okay so neck kisses are very convincing.

There is some blind one handed groping around the drawers in case the landlords felt like being helpful when appointing this room.

The landlords are SO helpful.

Thank you landlords, for making this so much easier.

Leia should be kissed while he's entering her. That's the rules. See here, they're written down right here.

ooooh yes she should

(girl she's a girl and her boyfriend is entering her cunt and he loves her and she's a girl--)

"You are too good, you know that?"

"No, you," she says coherently.

There is some very coherent and dignified giggling.

She considers the matter seriously and then says, "Full."

"Mrrf?" he says, incredibly coherently.

"I liiiiiiiike you."

"I like you too." Shoulder kiss. "Also you're very cute."

She wiggles and closes her eyes and presses her face into Jing Yi's chest and thinks very hard about him being her boyfriend who's fucking her cunt.

Oh no, Leia is dangerously adorable. He's filled with an in accountable desire to protect her-- though 'from what?' and 'how?' are questions he's a little too distracted to answer coherently.

Boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend--

Her hand snakes between her legs and she touches herself and doesn't think about what she's doing and thinks about herself in a beautiful white wedding dress and comes.

"You good?"

No but she's polite enough to let Jing Yi finish.

"Yes."

There is lots of kissing as he comes. And also inarticulate claims about Leia's goodness.

And now he's going to go run into the bathroom and contemplate throwing up.

There is a much more concerned sounding call of "You good?"

"I'm fine."

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck he looks ridiculous why does he dress like this--

Shameful running back into the room to get his men's clothes and then shameful running back.

Jing Yi had been sort of looking forward to cuddling, or something. He did not expect this.

"...do you need help...?"

"Fine!"

He washes the makeup on his face and emerges looking distinctly male and also a little bit like he wants to die.

He is. Not qualified for this. Especially not right now. Comforting a generic stranger: he can do. Comforting a near stranger he just fucked: ????

He awkwardly pats the bed to show they can come over here, if they want to.