Hyacinth goea and flops into bed, and gets all snuggly under the covers.

She wriggles a little and smiles to herself.

Lying here just feels right. 

Maya strips down to her bra and panties and nestles in beside her. "Hmm. We should get more clothes, when we get to Cordova. Wearing the same thing every day does get old eventually."

And she snuggles close, wrapping Hyacinth up in her arms, and pulls up a window for the streaming service. Who is online tonight, she wonders?

Callalily Markov is the only one she recognizes.

"This one," Maya says, pointing at Callalily in the list, "is a jewelry-focused craft streamer we originally picked out for Ruby. She is rather calming to watch, we've found. Does that sound good?"

Hycainth snuggles in closer. 

"Yeah." She smiles. 

And so the girls wind down snugly, watching a cheerful redhead talk about the fine gold wire she's pulling, the way this particular alloy of gold complements the play of color in that gemstone, and how she's satisfied with the way it's coming together.

It's cozy. Maya pets Sin's hair. They snuggle into each other.

Eventually they fall asleep, and the stream cuts out automatically not long after.

Hyacinth wakes the next morning still snuggled into the pirates' embrace. 

She's feeling soft and vulnerable this morning. The memory of dying flashes through her mind, scarybright. The way Hailey looked when she drove in the knife... The bright, sharp pain...

... okay, maybe she is actually a little horny this morning. 

She makes a wordless noise and wriggles a little.

Sable smiles softly and presses a kiss to Hyacinth's forehead, squeezing her tighter.

"Good morning, beautiful."

Hyacinth sighs softly and smiles.

"Good morning..."

She lays her head against Sable and takes a soft breath.

... then she reaches out and takes Sable's hand and places it firmly between her legs.

"Good morning." Hibiscus' voice comes out in a low, throaty purr.

"Oh my, what a fun morning I'm about to have," Sable replies with a playful smirk. She strokes gently, her fingers teasing softly along Hibiscus's folds through her panties. "Someone woke up eager, I see."

"I have a brand to uphold." Hibiscus grins and kisses Sable's shoulder, then rolls her hips in against Sable's teasing hand. 

She feels... safe. It's amazing how much this girl just gets her.

Sable arches her back, sighing warmly, and wraps her tail possessively around Hibiscus's waist, stroking up and down with her fingertips before slipping one beneath her lover's panties to feel the slick folds more directly.

"And we know brand protection is crucial, indeed. Especially thirsty brands like yours."

Hibiscus lets out a heavy exhale and chuckles softly. "Mmmmmhmmmm," she half-moans, working her body against Sable's fingers. "You have it juuuuust right."

She lifts her hand for a moment, then slips it entirely under Hibiscus's panties, fingertips playing along wet labia, thumb dancing lightly across the hood of her clit. "Oh good," she teases. "I wouldn't want to disappoint."

Hibiscus takes a sharp breath as Sable's fingers dance over her clit, then stops her mouth with a deep, tongue-tangled kiss.

Sable sighs hotly into the kiss, wrapping a hand around one of Hibiscus's breasts and caressing tenderly, while slipping two fingers into her entrance and teasing her clit again at the same time. She rolls her hips as well, grinding softly against her thigh.

Hibiscus pulls back with a deeply pleased smile and grinds in her thigh in turn, one hand coming in to grope at Sable's ass. 

"Fuck you're hot," she breathes. "Use me, please." 

She smirks. "Oh, is that what kind of morning you want," she teases, before rolling Hibiscus onto her back roughly. She straddles one of her thighs, grinding her cunt hard against her girlfriend. Her lips trail down Hibi's cheek to her neck, kissing and nipping and savoring the taste of her. Her right hand gropes her breast roughly, pinching her nipple, while her left keeps working two fingers in and out of her cunt and teasing across her clit.

"Dequip those clothes before I tear 'em off you and make you walk to Cordova commando," she growls lustily. Her tail unwraps from Hibi's waist to do the same, dexterously flickering through the menus and vanishing her own bra and panties.

"Oh hell yes." 

She de-equips all her clothes with a swipe through a menu and grinds onto Sable's fingers and clenches around them, her thigh rubbing in firm against sable's cunt, her breath rushing and falling and burning in her lungs with sweet heat. Sweat stands out on her skin as she gropes Sable back, her hands digging into the soft flesh of her breasts and ass. She even wraps her tail around Sable's leg to pull her more firmly onto her upraised thigh. 

Her thighs tense with each deep stroke of Sable's fingers, and she arches her back against the bed, her body rolling with each motion. 

"Ahhhhhhh, fuck, Sable..." Her tone is full of need and desire, eager and worshipful.

She curls in and down, her lips and teeth ravenous as she sucks and bites her way down across Hibiscus's shoulder, over her collarbone, and up the soft swell of her right breast. Her fingers curl upward as she plunges them in and out of her cunt, stroking firmly again and again against Hibiscus's g-spot. Her thumb flicks circles around and across her clit, and all the while she grinds her own cunt slickly against Hibiscus's thigh.

Hibiscus shudders. "Yes, oh yes, that's it, right there —"

Her hips buck against Sable's stroking fingers and she gasps out sharply. "Sable, Sable, Sable —" 

Electric shocks ring through her sex with every firm stroke of Sable's thumb, and her head is full of the taste and scent and sight of her, those eyes looking deep into her own, every touch and kiss from this beautiful woman searing itself into her brain with every stroke, stroke, stroke. 

She clenches her toes and pulls Sable even closer, dragging her up into another long hot kiss, and clenches around the fingers probing so slickly inside her.

Sable moans into the kiss, hungry for the sounds of pleasure that spill from Hibiscus's lips, desperate for the shudders that wrack her body, her own pleasure rising as she presses herself tightly against her lover and grinds against her thigh. Her fingers keep up their heavy pace, plunging hard and fast into her cunt, teasing spark after spark into her clit. Her other hand keeps pinching and twisting her nipple, groping her breast. "Hibiscus," she breathes between kisses. "Precious, gorgeous Hibiscus, I need you." She deepens the kiss, then pulls away for a moment with a bite to her lower lip. "I need your moans and your pleasure and your taste and your everything."

And then she captures her lips again.

Hibiscus gasps into the kiss, shudders, and grinds her body in hard against Sable. She's close, so close, and Sable's driving her over the edge with every firm stroke and kiss and nip —

The imprints Sable's left on her neck and collar with her teeth sting so sweetly, and her plunging fingers only stoke that heat, burning up her sex, hollow and needy and achingly satisfied with each hard pump — 

She comes apart, moaning into Sable's mouth past her tongue, utterly overwhelmed by Sable's assault on her dripping-wet pussy. Her whole body judders as her sex clenches up hard, and then slowly the tension goes from her, the heat washing over her in a blissful tide of release.