bonne anniversaire

[unbr8kable]

Who: Requiem, Nemesis
Where: the lobby, for starters
When: Day 181

[Nemesis is waiting in the appropriate spot at the appropriate time, hair tamed and carrying a small bouquet--long stems of bluebells, lily of the valley, sunflowers, carnations, and a pink rose, tied with a tyrian and navy ribbon. She rocks back on her heels as she waits, the anticipatory type of nervous, but straightens as Requiem approaches]

Hey. Wanna head out?

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[unbr8kable]

[pokes at her side, though otherwise just continues fingercombing through her hair]

Hard to sit without 'em...

[stakesthesame]

[ squirms a bit, smiling. ]

Eh. I can fly.

[unbr8kable]

You'd have to! All your clothes wouldn't hang right. Butts are important.

[gives hers a little pat, as if to make sure it's still there]

[stakesthesame]

[ hums, shifting a little under that touch. ]

And you'd miss it.

[unbr8kable]

[nods amicably, bringing her other hand as well to cup over Req's rear]

Sure would. I'd have to call an official moment of silence at the loss. Maybe start one of those eternal remembrance flames.

[stakesthesame]

Glad at least one part of me will get the eternal respect it deserves.

[unbr8kable]

Can't blame me, it is one of your best parts. Definitely in the top ten.

[stakesthesame]

[ comfortably rests against her, with a low hum. ]

What's the other nine...?

[unbr8kable]

[scoots a bit, more comfortably settling against her]

You gotta click past the paywall for that premium content. But number four will surprise you!

[stakesthesame]

[ laughs ]

Gimme the free trial at least...

[unbr8kable]

[runs her hands up and down her sides, light]

Your eyes. They're like--blown glass, or--or those really pretty rocks. 'Cause they sparkle...

[stakesthesame]

[ shivers, light; she's definitely warmed up being inside and cuddled up like this, at least, and she exhales a light sigh against Nem's neck. ]

... like yours more. They're dark, warm.... human.

[unbr8kable]

They're boring. And actually not that great, sight-wise...though I guess they can look at you, so can't complain too much.

[stakesthesame]

[ huffs a little, flustered. ]

They don't gotta be exciting... I like 'em anyway.

[unbr8kable]

Well, I like yours. They're unique.

[stakesthesame]

[ huddles in, quiet for a moment. ]

... didja wanna still take that bath?

[unbr8kable]

Yeah. ...I mean, if you do. Not much point in doing it alone.

[stakesthesame]

Gotta get this amusement park grime off somehow.

[ hesitates before reluctantly pulling back, gently pulling nem to her feet as well. ]

[unbr8kable]

[Leans in to give her a kiss, then reaches for her collar, to start working at the buttons]

I can help with that, if you want.

[stakesthesame]

[ Kisses back with a little hum, letting her begin to undress her. ]

Thanks, baby.

[unbr8kable]

Can't say I ain't more than happy to help...

[gets the buttons undone easily enough, and gently pushes her shirt from her shoulders, then works on what's beneath]

[stakesthesame]

[ under, she's... still fairly chilled, but shrugs easily out of her shirt, ruffling her wings, and leans forward slightly to let her go for that bra, with the excuse of lightly pressing her lips to her hair and slip her fingers up under the edge of nem's shirt to push that up and off as well. ]

[unbr8kable]

[everyone is always cold. But at least the room is warm, and the water will be warm even if the garden is not, and Nemesis is warm as she presses into her front, gently rubbing over where Req's wings sprout from her back a few times before unhooking her bra and slowly drawing it off.

Nem's own bra is as previously hinted, unpadded jacquard-patterned satin in her position color, with--spoilers--panties to match. Her hands fall to Req's hips, but all she does is lean in for another light kiss]

[stakesthesame]

[ Req's underwear is unfortunately not as fancy as it has been in the past-- no garters and tights, this time, or unbearably intricate lace-- but casual undies match more casual dress, and even so there's still a level of show in them; a demi in her unit blue with black lace edging, smooth and soft. Also with matching panties, who do you think she is?? The LEAST she can do is MATCH one day out of the week.

bbbuuuut Nem wearing fancy bras is sort of new, and she definitely pauses-- lets her pull her bra off-- before sliding her hands down along Nem's sides, slowly dragging cold fingers upwards and over her ribs as she gives her a small kiss back. ]

... you got dressed up for me?

[unbr8kable]

[Worry not, Req's attention to detail was duly appreciated, and perhaps she can help her dress back up, later. In the meantime Nemesis shivers forward at the icy touch, heat rising to her cheeks. Nevertheless, she straightens up, tugs down her pants a bit so Req can see]

...Figured why not make an exception for a special occasion? I mean, they feel okay, anyways...