>>6114648combine these in a few updates, though for now you'll get two maybe three posts
>>6114649kek; remember that's a heathen expression
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>>6114014You slowly relax your arms, allowing Willow to push further, if she really wants to.
But she stops just a few palms away from your face. She’s still grinning, though. It’s clear she has made her point clear.
“A-About that,” you whisper, racking your mind for something to say… the strength in her arms gives you an idea. “And being honest with me… is enhanced strength everything you received from being a Strander? Or is there something else I should know?”
She blinks, her eyes leaving your face to focus on her arms.
“Not that i know. Strength, reflexes, speed. That’s what I have noticed. My body is pretty much the same… save I really developed where it counts,” she adds with a smirk, pressing her chest against yours once again. “Though I see the natives are no joke either.”
“… oh.” You blush at the implication. Well, Rubida as well seemed to praise your bust. That’s all Master’s and his training diet’s fault! “Well… I… ooof,” you sigh, rolling your eyes up in frustration, away from Salicera’s face and towards the planetary ring.
What’s making your heart beat so fast? You can’t deny it… she’s pinning you down and pressing her body against you, you can feel the warmth of her soft thighs and yet strong arms and torso pressing against you. Willow is a creature of contrasts, or contradictions. Maduan and yet Strander. Soft and firm.
And she’s making you worry and also making you want to be there for her… your mind goes back to the other night when she pressed her lips against yours. Your throat tightens up with the memory and your stomach coils. You were important to her. Still are.
How you kept brushing your fingers against your lips… yet that was, once again, <span class="mu-i">Salicera’s</span> kiss.
Not Willow’s.
[cont.]
