[ she was a little uneasy about it at first, too, wondering if it would somehow come back to bite her in the ass. so far, though, it's been —kind of fun.
pleasant.
right now, she's definitely very relaxed. she's a little turned on, but it's the low-level kind of arousal that's pleasant, that she's barely even aware of. an extra layer of awareness of her body in the space it occupies, her mind drifting off more easily, nothing she'd attribute to the egg, exactly. ]
yeah, i'm just hanging out i may have stolen one of athos' bottles of wine, too
I'll have to introduce you sometime you should meet the droids too, then you'll be caught up with the whole family
[ Maybe when things have finally settled down somewhat, right now there's something weird going on around these eggs, and they're all feeling kind of off, if not necessarily in bad ways. He realizes that, even as it's nudging him toward very particular urges. Giving in to them only seems to take the edge off for a while.
Thinking about what she may or may not be wearing right now isn't helping.
And it's no coincidence that he's got family on his mind either. ]
really? you're going to drink that whole bottle by yourself?
[ family. that's something dorothy's thinking about as well. about having a family, about making one. about what it takes to make one, too, and that thought sends a shiver through her.
biting her lip, ] want to come over and help me drink it?
yeah. maybe you'd call them robots where you're from. ours are a lot more advanced
[ she seemingly makes the offer without hesitation, and he's immediately thinking about how it would feel to be stretched out on the bed with her, in a similar state of undress — which is getting ahead of himself, but that's... a very attractive thought right now. he doesn't have to deliberate very long over his reply ]
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[ she was a little uneasy about it at first, too, wondering if it would somehow come back to bite her in the ass. so far, though, it's been —kind of fun.
pleasant.
right now, she's definitely very relaxed. she's a little turned on, but it's the low-level kind of arousal that's pleasant, that she's barely even aware of. an extra layer of awareness of her body in the space it occupies, her mind drifting off more easily, nothing she'd attribute to the egg, exactly. ]
yeah, i'm just hanging out
i may have stolen one of athos' bottles of wine, too
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you should meet the droids too, then you'll be caught up with the whole family
[ Maybe when things have finally settled down somewhat, right now there's something weird going on around these eggs, and they're all feeling kind of off, if not necessarily in bad ways. He realizes that, even as it's nudging him toward very particular urges. Giving in to them only seems to take the edge off for a while.
Thinking about what she may or may not be wearing right now isn't helping.
And it's no coincidence that he's got family on his mind either. ]
really? you're going to drink that whole bottle by yourself?
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[ family. that's something dorothy's thinking about as well. about having a family, about making one. about what it takes to make one, too, and that thought sends a shiver through her.
biting her lip, ] want to come over and help me drink it?
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[ she seemingly makes the offer without hesitation, and he's immediately thinking about how it would feel to be stretched out on the bed with her, in a similar state of undress — which is getting ahead of himself, but that's... a very attractive thought right now. he doesn't have to deliberate very long over his reply ]
sure, if you wouldn't mind the company
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or a droid
are they nice?
[ she's — admittedly thinking the same. maybe she's also thinking about his hand on her stomach. ]
i definitely wouldn't mind yours
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[ BB-8 even manages to charm people who don't like droids ]
well then
should I bring anything over?
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[ unseen, she smiles at her phone ]
just yourself