bonne anniversaire

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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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Well, I like yours. They're unique.

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[ huddles in, quiet for a moment. ]

... didja wanna still take that bath?

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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. ]

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[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.

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

Thanks, baby.

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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]

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[ 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. ]

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[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]

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[ 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?

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[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...

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[ she gives an appreciative hum at that sight, dragging her fingers down to instead dip under the edge of nem's pants to smooth her fingers gently over the front of those panties. She tilts her head to kiss again, lips brushing those warm cheeks. ]

They're the cutest, Kitten...

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[Nemesis shivers closer at this touch as well, but pulls up a (rather unconvincing) huff]

Didn't know just matching your clothes counted as "cute". You match all the time.

[stakesthesame]

Joke's on you, baby, I've been mismatching my undies for like a month.

[ draws her hands out to unbutton Nem's pants and tug them down instead. ]

Come on. I wanna get in the water.

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H-hey, handsy!

[Nevertheless she does not seem to take any issue with this, squirming to maximize contact rather than avoid it, and kicks her pants out of the way. She gives Req the same treatment, tugging her slacks and underwear down with surprisingly little ceremony and minimal (though not no) lingering touch]

...There you go. I'll get a drink so you don't gotta like pass out if it's too hot.

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You're defs more likely to pass out than I would.

[ but laughs, kicking her slacks off and reaching over to tug Nem's panties down too, leaning in to catch her lips just long enough to keep her still to unsnap her bra as well. ]

Mm. Meet you in the shower.

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[Smiles back, a little crooked, and shoves her clothes out to the side before grabbing the tea from the conbini and dropping them out in easy reach of the tub. Which is unsurprisingly brisk and she hurries over to the safety to the showers to quickly wash up]

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[ when nem catches up she's only just warmed up the water and started on her hair, but she pauses to turn slightly and catch nem's hand raising it up to kiss her wrist.

and then go back to a quick scrub down. ]

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[Hums pleasantly, then pulls away, trailing her hand over the small of Req's back. Then she ties her hair into a messy bun, and goes to suds up]

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[ soaks and untangles her hair with her fingers before just pinning it up as well, and scrubbing the rest of herself down quick as she ever has.

Which isn't super quick. Nem definitely finishes before her, honestly. ]

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[Nemesis is military-quick, soaping up and rinsing with incredible economy of movement. Finished, she glances over to check on Req's progress, which is as good an excuse as any to look at her]

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[ mostly done-- she doesn't bother to suds up her wings and avoids the triangular hole in her back entirely, just rinsing down-- and glances over to see nem looking. She smiles, turns the water off, and raises her arms and arches her back to stretch. Almost definitely for show, but. ]

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[Looks a little sheepish at being caught out--but doesn't stop looking]

You, uh. Ready to go?

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Mm.

[ ruffles her damp wings, curling them against her back, and motions for Nem to follow. ]

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[Enjoys the view for a beat longer before trotting after, feet smacking against the wet cedar planks of the fancy shower area. She falls in next to Req, leaning in to her a bit]

Excited for the main event?