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 Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2017 12:04 pm
W-well. Dyakida thought, pretending that she wasn't a little flustered at being touched herself. She was 'seeing' that Mynyiri was attractive, too - long facial bones, cheekbones that were a delight to touch, long slender ears, long antennae (though she was especially gentle with those, and didn't touch their whole length. Antennae were sensitive after all). Her hair was long and done in traditional dreds... but it was also soft. So soft, where she could feel it. She wondered if that was because of its color? She had heard that different hair colors had different textures. She wanted to play with it, but she knew she couldn't play with it forever, and to be honest... she was feeling a little emboldened by Mynyiri taking her own 'look around'. She moved her hands down, below the neck. "I think you're very, ah, right." she said a little flirtaciously, affirming with careful fingers that, yes, Mnyiri was, a beautiful woman in many - ahem - respects. I do hope she doesn't mind me touchng her like this.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2017 7:21 pm
The pads of Mnyiri's thumbs ghosted across the tender flesh of Kida's thighs, dipping down just for a moment before her hands encompassed the swell of flesh. They slid over clothing, dancing almost around the older alk's waist to settle easily just above her backside. As her hand's moved Mnyiri had scooted closer, bringing easing herself as close to the other alkidike as possible.
For Mnyiri the casual touching of flesh was normal; she hadn't thought anything of it when Kida had asked it of her, but something of about the way those fingers moved down her collar bone...
"Which are you, Dyakida? Hungry or thirsty? " She teased, voice playful but low. She leaned in, putting her face close with the others.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 7:51 pm
"Oh!" Dyakida hadn't expected Mnyiri's touch to travel there And she had thought that there may be an issue with the touching. Apparently notThey were very close, now. Dyakida could feel the warmth and electric tingle of skin close to hers, the warmth of her breath reflecting off of the other's face. Her own hands continued to move down, over the chest, over the hips, before pausing. The question was considered. "Can I be... both?" Dyakida asked. One of her hands moved back up, questioningly at first then more confidently as she let it alight on Mnyiri's jaw. For a moment again, she hesitated, wishing she could read expressions and know for sure what this moment meant, what the intent was. And then, in a mixture of fatigue and bravery, she decided to go for it. She moved her face forward, using her hand to guide her into a kiss. It was light, lip to lip (as best as she could do,) soft and moist and pleasant but brief. She didn't want to assume anything, but she wanted to make her - current, sudden, new, and very certain - intentions clear. Oh dear, was that too forward? She thought, as she ended the kiss. She didn't think so, but she also wasn't thinking as clearly as she normally did and what if she'd overstepped?
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2017 12:51 pm
DraconicFeline We can end it with your next post if you'd like c:
Can I be...both?
The hesitation made Mnyiri aware of an unconscious hesitation inside of Dyakida, one that was at war with her actions. She leaned her head against the calloused fingers at her jaw, applying a little pressure to her hands to draw the other closer to her.
And all of a sudden they were kissing. At first Mnyiri didn't react out of shock. It wasn't as if she hadn't thought of it, but the assumption had always been that she would be first, not Kida. Clearly that wasn't the case! She stayed still during the all too brief kiss, mouth gaping a little when Kida pulled her lips away.
And then there was that sweet follow up question and Mnyiri had to laugh. It was a burst of giggling, one that ended just as quickly as it began, but also one that brought the hybrid into hugging Kida. "Not if you promise to do that again when I get back. "
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2017 10:53 am
Painted Moose Good enough finisher, or am I just too sleep addled Well, that had certainly woken her up a little. "Oh! I..." Dyakida was blushing, words evading her. This was an afternoon unexpected, and she could not compute it. She hugged Mnyiri, finding that she was really enjoying the feelings of closeness. So. It had been Welcome, then. She didn't regret it... but Damn, though, why had she done that? Mnyiri was a friend... right? "...All right. I promise." As if a promise could make sure that she'd come back alive. As if it could actually work. A woman could hope, but hope only counted for so much, in these trying times... In the meantime, she knew she had to enjoy Mnyiri's company while she was still here... And her dinner. She'd nearly forgotten about that.
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