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auroraexpress2020-01-28 09:49 pm
awakenerd) wrote in auroraexpress2020-01-28 09:49 pm
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Who: anyone
When: day 57, afternoon
Where: anywhere it's a mingle
[This is a mingle but there is a comment in a Chain Chat to the whole train!]
Rean: A while ago some of us were discussing a festival where every team puts on a production, game, booth, whatever, maybe based around team bonds or interests.
What do people think? Maybe it's a good time to to talk about it again?
[Feel free to discuss with each other! Or just mingle as usual.]
When: day 57, afternoon
Where: anywhere it's a mingle
[This is a mingle but there is a comment in a Chain Chat to the whole train!]
Rean: A while ago some of us were discussing a festival where every team puts on a production, game, booth, whatever, maybe based around team bonds or interests.
What do people think? Maybe it's a good time to to talk about it again?
[Feel free to discuss with each other! Or just mingle as usual.]
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[obviously everyone wants towa, because she's v desirable.]
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Nooot exactly. I don’t... have much luck with those kinds of things.
There are a few people that I like but— I’ve never expected them to notice me. As long as I can support them, it’s enough... right?
[There is more than a little loneliness in those words, and a resignation in her eyes.]
Well... I tried telling someone how I felt... just once. It... well, he’s very happy with someone else and I’m very happy for them. So... it’s probably better this way.
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No, it is not enough and that person is an idiot. But even so, to return to the former point, you are allowed to have something for yourself if you wish it, you cannot give up after the one time.
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...whether you realize it or not, you really are an amazing friend.
[Whether or not she feels like she can really be that selfish for the sake of her own wants and desires, hearing someone say those things on her behalf is really special.]
Who knows. Maybe one day I’ll find someone that’s interested in me some way.
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she cannot bring herself to accept it even so, she is not a friend to anyone, cannot be, so she will not say anything to that.]
I am certain you will. In my estimation, it is overdue, but there is still time.
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[Towa holds the other woman’s hands in her own, giving them a gentle squeeze.]
So... If you believe that then... I’ll do my best to believe it too. Even if I don’t have a lot of faith in myself right now I do trust you.
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like a PRETZEL.
anyway 80H is blushing a lot perhaps more than the kiss even actually? wow]
Ahh...I am telling the truth, but you should not trust so easily.
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And she was told not to give up. Is this flirting? She doesn’t know but— she likes making 80H blush. It’s cute and... it feels nice.
Towa leans in so she can whisper, just between the two of them—]
Well you are my type...
[Remember? Masochist.]
I can’t help it if I want what I can’t have.
[Because 80H could have much better than her. Way better.]
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[please like love yourself.
but whispering is a weakness of hers and she shudders before she can suppress it, can think to do so]
I mean, you could have me if you wanted, but...
[she could do so much better than her. Obviously.]
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[She truly hadn’t expected the other woman to even take her seriously. This is her after all. Yet... she did.
There is something quite delightful about seeing that involuntary shudder. It said that at least a part of the other woman really liked the idea. One more really cute weakness to remember.
80H says she can. She wants to...
If 80H is okay with her, then—]
I think you’re perfectly wonderful. And if someone like me is good enough...
[Let her have this. She lowers her voice again, with a hint of desire that she hadn’t allowed herself to convey before.]
I want you.
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[oh dear, she wants her too, that is the least of the issues here, however. that much was never in question, but--]
Are you certain? [her voice is low and breathy]
Make no mistake, you could do so much better than me and I would hate to...
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No one else has ever told me that they want me before. If they want me— they can come get me themselves.
[She won’t lie and say that she’s not weak. It’s not wise, perhaps, but for her being wanted is enough. Not just enough... she craves it.]
I’m certain. I want this. More than anything.
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[Did you want her to hold your hand the whole way to her bedroom in Thyme's carriage?
...no?
Too bad.
It lacks many personal items. You'd hardly know that Towa in particular lived here-- aside from the orbal gun and a rather large collection of handwritten notebooks (and a small stepladder to reach the higher shelves). She does, however, keep it very neat and tidy.]
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NSFW
Maybe she should have pinched herself earlier.
Instead, she turns her back to the door and lifts herself on her toes to kiss 80H properly on the lips, allowing her body to lean into hers. For all of the things that 80H says, she is soft and warm, just as Towa imagined she would be.]
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No. Not at all.
Even knowing what it is they're about to do, the kiss takes her by surprise, though it only lasts a moment before she's gently, but eagerly returning it, leaning down to meet her the rest of the way. Her lips work against them, softly, thoroughly, a hand loosely wrapping itself around Towa's waist, the other brushing her cheek back with her thumb. It is slow, but intense; she has every intention of devouring her, but will be polite enough to ask. Maybe.]
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She's easily swept away by the hand on her waist and the hand on her face. The kiss is soft and yet quickly heated, with a quiet intensity. It feels fitting of someone as reserved and lovely as 80H. For having asked her, she still manages to be surprised that someone is here, touching her this way.
If it all feels this good, she wants to be devoured.]
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She never hesitates, she wants to be here, she wants her.
She would not liken her issues to Towa's, even if they are the same, just headed in different trajectories--that would require self-awareness. But even so, a part of her knows on some level that it a kiss is not like to be enough to demonstrate the depth of her desire.
So, she will simply have to kiss her more. Much more.
And also...
Her hand travels from her face down the clothed side of her body, running along the subtle curves that grow more overt by the time she comes to her hips. It slips into the bottom half of her clothes to rub the outside of her panties.]
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In choosing her, it is more than choosing someone she desires. She felt here that she was with someone who would not judge her for letting herself go.
She doesn't like her weakness. But it is part of her.
Behind closed doors, at least, she can put aside her struggles and be human.
Towa shudders and presses her body against the hand that feels so good between her legs. Gasping, their tongues playfully mingle as Towa lets her hands travel the sensual curves of the beautiful woman in front of her.]
comes back here now that hearts are done, mostly
But she does not mind it, it's easier, in fact. She can show Towa a half-decent time, at the very least, and let that be all.
Her fingers do not breach that fabric barrier quite yet, and instead rub her outside it, trying to learn the shape of her through it. She sighs with somewhat guilty pleasure as Towa's own hands run over her body. She does not want to seem like she is overly eager to enjoy her inherently, overly sensuous self, especially when Towa is more of her ideal.
She sucks lasciviously at her bottom lip before breaking the kiss, pecking her lips sweetly as she begins to work on stripping Towa's top off.]
kyaaa
Right now, a would-be friend is enough.
She tries to be quiet but it’s a losing battle. Towa isn’t a quiet lover. Her body is honest— High pitched whines and soft moans, twitching hips and damp panties. Pleasure keeps the insecurity at bay, even when she’s reduced to standing there in her bra. It feels good enough that she doesn’t have to think about being seen.]
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She does not want to be kind. Not yet.
She wants Towa to quake and cling to her, hips rolling and bucking with nowhere else to go but 80H. Yes, that sounds so much better. Her fingers, feeling that wetness finally slip past her pantie and glide against her wet warmth with no hesitation whatsoever as she leans down to speak in low tones by her ear.]
My...you are getting very wet, here.
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N-no faaair—
[It doesn’t really sound like a complaint. To the contrary, it sounds like she’s begging for more. And she is. If she’s going to do this then she’s going to have all of it; without regret, let loose and enjoy every selfish minute of it.]
Of course I would when you...
[Towa doesn’t have the words in her to describe what she’s feeling. Or how 80H talking that way to her is just turning her on more.]
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[80H knows what she's doing, but Towa's body is new and unfamiliar, it will take some time to learn it, what makes her tick, what makes her moan and sigh.
Her fingers circle her entrance over and over and over again before they finally dip inside--but just a little--and she is quick to withdraw them, all to begin the process anew. At the same time, however, her thumb rubs slow circles around her clit.]
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