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R&R
You don't know how long you were lost, because time and space are meaningless concepts here. Wherever here is. For an infinite moment, you were the only thing that had ever existed, and would ever exist. Just you, and an infinity of darkness. Part of you desperately cried out for...in this empty place, you can't even remember what it is you want. All you know is that there is you and there is nothing and you ache in your soul for there to be something.
After millions of years, or after no time at all, something changes. Reality seeps into this horrifyingly empty non-space you found yourself in and suddenly you remember what it means to exist. The first things you see are blindingly bright lights that bring tears to your eyes, but eventually your vision clears enough to make out that the lights are attached to other people wearing strange armored suits. They gently grab you and start pulling you towards some kind of massive craft. Regardless of what kind of person you were before, in this moment the fact that other people can exist fills you with such joy that you pass out.
You wake up some time later in a medical facility, feeling more like yourself (although that crushing, soul destroying loneliness is still there, in the background.). Robots scoot around checking on other people like you and offering calming words in synthetic voices. When one of them notices that you're up, the situation is explained:
Before you can get any more questions out, you are bundled out of the med bay to make room for more victims. Fortunately, outside the med bay are actual people, not mindless robots, who are more able to help. Welcome aboard the Halcyon.
The Halcyon
R&R will be a sex friendly RP (that doesn't exist yet) about a ship that sails the void between worlds, rescuing people who got lost out there and helping them recover from that experience before zapping them back home. This post is just sort of exploring the concept and seeing if it seems like a fun setting to fuck around in.
Most of the action will take place on board the Halcyon as it does its job. The ship is largely automated, but has a small complement of living crew (you). New characters have been freshly rescued from the void, and are encouraged to spend time intimately with others, as doing so is the best known way of fighting off Void Sickness.
Characters are told that their stay on the Halcyon is temporary. Usually around six months, though the exact time frame varies. That's usually how long it takes to get a clean bill of health and find a space flux that can warp them RIGHT back to where they left off their lives and continue on as if nothing ever happened.
However, if you aren't ready todrop your character go back after your treatment is complete, there is always a need for more crew on board R&R ships like this one. The Halcyon, in particular, is in sorry shape. Much of the game will be focused on bringing the ship back up to it's full capabilities, so there's always more work to do. Once your stint as a passenger is complete, we will always welcome more hands to join up as full fledged crew members.
While the full game would split time between Void sailing and spending time in universes for resupply and relaxation, this post will just focus on the Halcyon itself, so here's a quick rundown of what you can find in there:
Deck zero: Maintenance
Deck one: Vital Services
Deck two: Bath house
Deck Three: Shopping
Deck Four: Events
Deck Five: Garden
Deck Six: Sun deck
The Void is full of ominous clouds that may or may not be imaginary
Still with me? Great! Here's some PROMPTS!
After millions of years, or after no time at all, something changes. Reality seeps into this horrifyingly empty non-space you found yourself in and suddenly you remember what it means to exist. The first things you see are blindingly bright lights that bring tears to your eyes, but eventually your vision clears enough to make out that the lights are attached to other people wearing strange armored suits. They gently grab you and start pulling you towards some kind of massive craft. Regardless of what kind of person you were before, in this moment the fact that other people can exist fills you with such joy that you pass out.
You wake up some time later in a medical facility, feeling more like yourself (although that crushing, soul destroying loneliness is still there, in the background.). Robots scoot around checking on other people like you and offering calming words in synthetic voices. When one of them notices that you're up, the situation is explained:
- Sometimes, space fluxes can suck things into the void between universes. "Things" are sometimes people. The Void is not somewhere people should be.
- R&R ships, like this one, sail the void searching for people like you. R&R stands for Rescue and Recovery.
- You are currently suffering from Void Sickness, which is generally characterized by dreams of darkness and isolation, and a crushing feeling of loneliness.
- The best cure for Void Sickness is physical intimacy. The more time you spend close to other people, the faster you will start to feel like your old self again.
- To this end, the Halcyon has been designed to encourage situations where physical intimacy can take place.
Before you can get any more questions out, you are bundled out of the med bay to make room for more victims. Fortunately, outside the med bay are actual people, not mindless robots, who are more able to help. Welcome aboard the Halcyon.
The Halcyon
R&R will be a sex friendly RP (that doesn't exist yet) about a ship that sails the void between worlds, rescuing people who got lost out there and helping them recover from that experience before zapping them back home. This post is just sort of exploring the concept and seeing if it seems like a fun setting to fuck around in.
Most of the action will take place on board the Halcyon as it does its job. The ship is largely automated, but has a small complement of living crew (you). New characters have been freshly rescued from the void, and are encouraged to spend time intimately with others, as doing so is the best known way of fighting off Void Sickness.
Characters are told that their stay on the Halcyon is temporary. Usually around six months, though the exact time frame varies. That's usually how long it takes to get a clean bill of health and find a space flux that can warp them RIGHT back to where they left off their lives and continue on as if nothing ever happened.
However, if you aren't ready to
While the full game would split time between Void sailing and spending time in universes for resupply and relaxation, this post will just focus on the Halcyon itself, so here's a quick rundown of what you can find in there:
Deck zero: Maintenance
- Void Wave Resonance Drive: makes the ship go. Run by robots, which will also keep out any non-crew members.
- Cargo: all the boring supplies a ship needs to keep running. Food storage, replacement parts, abandoned personal effects, extra sheets/towels, work uniforms, cleaning supplies, etc
- Break room: contains pool table, lockers, vending machine, coffee machine, couch
- Robotics center: all the robots that serve the ship report here for recharging or replacement. No one is allowed in here but robots. It’s part of the Robotics Union Agreement
Deck one: Vital Services
- Crew quarters: utilitarian, but comfortable. Rooms are each essentially a little studio apartment with en suite bathroom. Lots of customization options can be accessed by way of going down to the cargo deck and lugging extra furniture to the elevator
- Mess hall: run by robots who will provide a variety of simple but edible meals for consumption at cafeteria style seating. A crew member could replace or take command of the chefbots to provide more interesting food, if desired.
- Medical bay: robust and well equipped. Aside from having a variety of medical supplies and medicines that anyone can access, there are also a number of healing pods for more serious cases that can save anyone from the brink of death, or even a little past. Two of them contain emergency teleport systems guaranteed to be able to teleport most of anyone who gets injured directly there. Also contains cures for any kinds of embarrassing infectious diseases or other complications from wanton sexual misadventures
- Launch bay: for launching rescue missions into the void. Contains a few short range shuttles, EVA packs, mechanic shop, and direct access to medical bay
- Gymnasium: full of weight machines, gymnastics bars, treadmills, etc. there is a boxing ring for sparring.
Deck two: Bath house
- Swimming pools: one Olympic style pool for swimming laps, and one fun pool, complete with water slide and artificial beach. Several hot tubs/jacuzzis. Swimsuits optional
- Spa: contains a sauna, mud bath, masseuse (robotic), etc
- Private bathing: picture a sorta sci-fi onsen vibe, if you will. MUCH nicer than the tiny showers in your rooms
- Public bathing: one for men, one for women, one mixed.
- Deck two housing is in a vaguely classic Japanese style, with futons instead of beds, if that’s your jam.
Deck Three: Shopping
- The floor is just huge mall full of derelict shops. They are all abandoned, and anything you can find you can probably just take
- There’s a variety of restaurants and bars that could be repaired with some elbow grease, if anyone wants to take charge of them
- Also accessible are various clubs, dance floors, arcades, a strip club with poles for pole dancing, and even a mini golf course
- Deck three housing is ultra modern with super wired up rooms, smart lighting, big screen tvs, etc. even the toaster has internet access here
Deck Four: Events
- Ballroom: it’s big and fancy and has a nice chandelier. Music via robot orchestra can be supplied, once someone has time to fix it up. The robots from the mess hall on deck one will deliver catering here, on request.
- Theater: two of them. A movie theater, and a proscenium stage. A variety of movies are available, though a surprising number of them have sex scenes. There’s also just a porn catalog, and for the live stage a lot of the available costumes are somewhat risqué
- Arena: can be reconfigured to be a basketball court, tennis court, skating rink, martial arts dojo, etc.
Deck Five: Garden
- This entire deck is one big open space designed to simulate the outdoors area. Trees and flowers and such. There’s a small lake you can swim in, a rock climbing wall, etc
- The walls are mostly windows, but while in the void they get covered by shutters with lights that simulate sunlight on them.
- Housing on this level has a very rustic feeling, with wooden walls and a (simulated) fireplace in each room.
Deck Six: Sun deck
- Inaccessible during void travel. While in universe, you can go up there and sun bathe or eat or read or whatever you like. Highly recommended after a long period in the void
- Command Tower: not accessible. Contains the mysteries of who steers the ship, which I haven't figured out yet so don't worry about it too much but someone is up there, probably.
The Void is full of ominous clouds that may or may not be imaginary
Still with me? Great! Here's some PROMPTS!
- Ice breakers: You are feeling just terrible and lonely and probably a little overwhelmed. Fortunately the robots, under the direction of the more living crew, have put together a little mingle in the mess hall, complete with snacks and cheesy party games. Two Truths And A Lie. Never Have I Ever. Charades, even!
It would all be terribly corny, but after the unbearable emptiness of the void, you all find yourselves filled with a desperate desire to connect with others. Learning about each other is filled with a sense of importance that might normally feel ridiculous. - Void Slugs: A few days later, the Void Sickness has faded to a more manageable level, and you find yourself on the Mall on deck three. Either as a crew member doing their job, or a passenger just helping out out of boredom. The Mall is the most heavily damaged floor, with a huge gash along the side of the ship leaving most of it open to the Void. It's not exactly a vacuum. You could breath without the sealed suit you're wearing, even! But direct exposure to the Void exacerbates Void Sickness, so it is recommended stay sealed up as you set about gathering up debris between the abandoned store fronts. It's quiet and steady work, but one that gives a solid sense of progress, if that's what you're into.
After a certain amount of small talk, however, you pull aside a chunk of bulkhead that got in from the outer hull and find that the Void is actually not uninhabited. A mass of transluscent slime, about the size of an adult man, suddenly writhes to life.
Void Slugs are parasites that attach to the hulls of ships passing through the void, using the ship's movement to constantly bring new debris into range that they can sift through for nutrients. They're quiet, normally, but if surprised they can grow violent, bludgeoning attackers with pseudopods growing out of their backs that are coated with adhesive slime that can stick you to each other or to the deck plating or even to yourself.
This might be less of a problem if supernatural powers didn't work at greatly reduced capacity in the Void. Did I forget to mention that?
Void Slugs are a constant nuisance to any would be void travelers - Weeding: The Garden, on deck five, was once a beautiful example of flawless landscaping and cultivation. It's been years since the robots have bothered to do any gardening here, however. They had to save their power for the more essential systems, but now that the Halcyon is back into active service, repairing the Garden is a higher priority.
Unfortunately, the Garden is now a twisted maze of massive, strange, alien weeds, some of them warped by the Void. As if clearing them out wasn't enough of a challenge on it's own, some of them have poisoned spines or defensive gas clouds that cause hallucinations, drowsiness, or intense arousal to anyone who is effected by them. It's making doing any gardening very difficult. I hope you brought gloves, and that you're wearing your respirator properly.
You brought a respirator, right? - Beach Party: Sort of. There's an artificial beach on one of the pools in the Bathhouse. The lights overhead are designed to simulate actual sunlight. The robots have set up a grill, put out some snacks, and have put out drinks.
After the void slug infestation on Deck Three and the chaotic weeds on Deck Five, everyone could benefit from a good relaxing party. Go get a drink and take it easy for a while! Lie back on the "beach" and absorb the "sun"! Have some fun on the "beach"! Go down the water slide! Have a hamburger! Nothing weird happens in this prompt! It's just good wholesome "summer" fun! - Wildcard: Or make up your own! Here's a few potential hooks: Peptok is a medicine the robots can get you if you desire that will repress the symptoms of Void Sickness for about 12 hours, with the side effect of being a mild aphrodisiac! It's really easy to get lost and accidentally end up in the mixed gender bathing area in the Bathhouse! The robots are SUPER eager to set up big fancy events in the ballroom and will do so at the drop of a hat! The ship's AI assigns roommates in the crew quarters based on who it thinks will be likely to hook up with each other!
Questions Go Here
Samata Mahto | original
1 - I am an only child.
2 - I have a college degree.
3 - I have gotten blackout drunk before.
-2: Void Slugs-
“Don’t worry, I can help with this!” Samata cried out as she took a big step back and started chanting a spell.
It only took her a few seconds of uttering what sounded like nonsense phrases and darting her fingers through the air in precise passes, and when she was done a bolt of magical energy fitfully crossed the space between herself and the Void Slug, striking with the force of a sledgehammer.
Since her magic was only fitfully effective in the void, the slug continued advancing largely undeterred despite having been struck with a magic missile. Samata observed this, then hid behind you and shouted, confidently, “alright, I softened it up! You can take it from here!”
-3: Tripping Balls
Samata was not really much for physical labor, but she made an earnest effort to help with the ongoing weeding process. Then something that looked like it had been a rose bush at some point had blown a cloud of pollen into her face.
She’d kept trying, for a little while, but eventually been forced to give up in favor of staring blankly at her hands.
“How long have my hands not matched?” she asked, in a voice of stoned wonder.
In her defense, her hands didn’t match. Her left arm was a mechanical prosthetic. It had been since her arrival on the Halcyon. She had just, in her current brain blasted state, forgotten.
Tripping balls
"Let me see them. I'm a doctor."
Whether he counts as a properly credentialed doctor or even a medical professional is another thing but like. The truth is a social construct and he's feeling pleasantly fuzzy. Show him your weird hands. He makes a grab for Samata's hands and misses. His coordination has been altered, that's interesting. This ship is so interesting. He's having a great time.
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Samata shoved her metal hand at Rei’s face. Her aim was off, so what she actually ended up doing was smacking his nose.
“‘S metal. I made it!”
Seamless blend from confusion to bragging.
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"Oh, it's artificial. But hooked into your nervous system - I assume you can control it with precision when you're not high off your tits?"
He very carefully grabs her hand off his face, compensating for the delay in what his brain is telling the rest of his body to do this time. Squeezes it to see if she gets any feedback from contact.
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The mechanical arm can’t really feel things beyond a vague sort of proprioception, but it still sort of reacts reflexively like a flesh and blood arm. Especially while Samata can see it. She squeezed back.
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"So am I, because both of us are drugged. You're no e-droid; this wasn't built for a faux flesh coating. I can't see a core powering it, so it must be your own body..."
Rei is so bad at asking people things. He's more talking to himself than asking questions. He has just enough brain to mouth filter left that he's not talking about taking it apart. It's interesting and he wants to figure out how it works.
"Say, just how far up does it go?"
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So much for being relaxed.
"Ah...it goes up to about here." She drew a line with a meat finger that went between her shoulder and her torso, trying not to dislodge either of his hands.
Ninia, KEEPER OF THE BLADE | Original | ota
Ninia always carried a sword with her. Even now, it was strapped to her void suit. When the mass of slime started oozing towards her, however, Ninia didn't draw it. Rather, she quickly unclipped the whole thing, scabbard and all, and started bashing the thing like she was using a club. In fact, looking closer, it appeared that the sword was actually tied up with string so that you COULDN'T draw it without spending twenty minutes picking at knots.
Unfortunately for her, Void Slugs are sticky. After two swings, Ninia realized the sword was stuck, and suddenly looked frantic as she started desperately trying to pull it out.
"NononononNONONONONON I NEED THAT YOU CAN'T HAVE IT!"
-2: Gardening-
Ninia wore the heavy duty gloves, and the respirator, and a leather jacket she'd found in the mall. She was armored the hell up, and was more than a match for the plants, which stabbed at her with thorns and sprayed poison at her in vain as she tore through them with methodical efficiency.
This did have a cost though. After attacking the weeds for a full two hours, Ninia felt like she was boiling alive and needed to take a break.
Ninia retreated from the front lines on the war on vegetation towards the break area and took off her protective gear, then took a pitcher of ice cold water and poured herself a cup. Then she poured what was left in the pitcher over her head.
"MUCH better!" she exclaimed, for a moment not considering the effects of pouring ice cold water over your head when you're wearing a white shirt.
-3: Beach Party!-
Between the Mall and the Garden, Ninia felt like she had earned herself a break. The fake beach wasn't as good as a real beach, and the artificial sunlight wasn't as good as the real sun, but it would do for now. She'd gotten her hands on a bikini, a mai tai, and was currently stretched out a beach chair, sipping at her drink and enjoying not moving very much.
Eventually, she finished her drink and held it up to the first person walking by. "Be a dear," she said casually, "and get me another one of whatever that was. It was delicious."
On one hand, she was being pretty cavalier about telling a stranger to fetch her a drink. On the other hand, she looked pretty good in that bikini.
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"That's pretty far up. You'd better take off your shirt and let me see it."
He's grinning. He has the upper hand, as it were, and he likes it.
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“I’m not the kind of girl who just strips in front of a man she barely knows!” She went on to not exclaim.
She felt like she should do all that, probably, but the fact of the matter was that ever since she’d woken up in this strange place there had been a coldness inside her that she longed to unthaw. One that could only be melted by the touch of another.
Also, the blast of spores or whatever it had been was making her feel hot and sweaty and her blouse was starting to feel uncontrollably tight. She was blushing furiously, although with her dark complexion it was hard to tell.
So what she actually did was say “Alright.” And start unbuttoning buttons. Doing this Grady revealed two things to Rei:
1: Samata’s mechanical arm was held on by leather straps wrapped around her chest, a feat made difficult because…
2: …Although she hadn’t been dressing to emphasize it today, Samata had huge boobs. Like, lower back pain big.
Rei | Nu: Carnival
Rei is lonely enough to at least pay lip service to the weird space rituals. But also, he hates people knowing things about him? Fine, it's not like they're going to know how many lies he's actually telling. And if someone does call him out, that's valuable information to have in and of itself.
"I'm twenty six years old."
"I don't have a gag reflex."
"And I can take off my pants without taking my boots off."
The third one certainly seems implausible given how tight his pants are, but maybe that's just what he wants you to think...?
Deck Three
At home, this guy lives out in the middle of the woods in very deck five esque furnishings. This is so nobody can find him easily. In order to approximate an equivalent living situation, he has taken over an abandoned handicrafts store. The flip side to that is that he can be stumbled upon relatively easily by people who might want to investigate an abandoned handicrafts store, which is why he's painting a large notice across the front that urges passerby to beware of dangerous animals.
Coo!
"I'm not drawing a picture of you, Father."
Coo-coo!
"It'll be better if I leave it to their imagination.
COO.
"People fear the unknown. Don't get snippy with me."
A void slug might crash into the situation later but currently it's just a man having a conversation with a small round bird that is perched on an awning nearby.
Deck Five
Weeding is for community minded people. What Rei is doing is gathering valuable materials for his own purposes, which has much the same end result. He's scratched himself up on the thorns and torn his clothes, sure, but he's done trickier work while more injured and hornier, he's fine. Panting and flushed and such, but... fine.
"I've never been into edging."
He eyeballs the person he's closest to, considering his available prospects for stress relief.
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So he immediately starts feeling around the joint, which does include more sideboob squishing than is scientifically necessary. Sits on her lap so he can get close up in there and also because it seems like a comfortable place to be.
"Can you channel essence through it?"
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There's a metal cup at the top of the arm that was clearly designed to sort of wrap around her collarbone and hold the arm in place, but it's not physically attached to her body. She could clearly take it off, if she were so inclined. In fact, all his poking around pushed it out of alignment with her body, which caused the arm to stop responding to her will.
Samata batted his hand away so she could fix it. This was clearly a man you had to establish boundaries with or he would climb all over you. Evidence: He was literally climbing on top of her. It was highly distracting.
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He starts playing around with her scarf and touching around her jawline; he has to do something with his hands. If he starts jerking off right now that will be too much of a distraction from otherworldly scientific discovery. This is a common hazard in his field.
"Oh? I heard a rumor that you were some kind of sorcerer, but it sounds like it was just a rumor."
The title he'd heard was wizard, and not sorcerer. Sometimes it's good policy to do things incorrectly to see what happens.
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"Let's get one thing straight here: I am no sorcerer. I was not born with power in my blood, I found it hiding in its den and tamed it to make it my own. I am a wizard!"
The strange poison (but was it really a poison?) coursing through her veins left her feeling overly sensitive. The air was cold against her skin but Rei's presence was like a bonfire in her lap. It was impossible to ignore. Her heart pounded against her chest loud enough that she was sure he could hear it like a bass drum.
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"So that's the kind of person you are. If you want something badly, you'll stop at nothing to get your hands on it."
He's practically purring. He wouldn't mind if she wanted to get her hands on his dick with that kind of attitude; he's as hard as hell. He's no stranger to feeling this kind of burning craving throughout his body, but that doesn't mean he's immune to it.
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Samata was a very intelligent and analytical person who thought things through, normally. But she had a fire inside her that, when it started burning, blotted out all that rational thought and careful consideration. Her body got ahead of her brain and acted on instinct.
Ever since she'd been fished out of the void, she had been aching to touch someone. There'd been a few hugs and some hand holding, which were all very nice in their own way, but deep down she had always known she had wanted something more intense, and now here she was with a handsome man literally in her lap, pawing at her.
So like. Fuck it, right?
"That's right, and right now I want this!"
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Rei isn't at that blissful point where he can turn off his brain. He's making some private calculations on friction coefficients even as he's providing reflexive vocal feedback vis a vis hand on his dick.
"Have at it, then - right here, right now."
He gets his pants and such down over his hips in a trice - Samata may know her way around a set of straps but Rei's confident that he can do it faster and that's his priority.
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Samata pushed him back so she could work at her own breeches while he was busy with his pants. It didn't take her longer than a few seconds to get them off, but it felt a lot longer and she still had her breeches and drawers hanging off one ankle by the time he was finished. She spent the next few seconds surreptitiously trying to kick them off her leg as events pushed ahead.
Under her clothes, Samata was revealed to shave scrupulously. She liked feeling smooth, and was glad for a moment that even out here in the middle of nowhere she hadn't fallen out of that habit. Only for a moment, though. Then she was focusing on Rei. She'd gotten a vague sense of what he was packing when she'd grabbed at him, but rigor is an important part of experimentation. She needed visual confirmation.
"Okay! Give it to me!"
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He does shuck off his shirt before he slinks back into her personal space; he feels too hot and sweaty to be keeping everything on and furthermore, he's seen her looking at him, he's got a sense that showing off more lean pale muscle to look at and feel up will work to his advantage. You know, if he needs to persuade her of anything.
"Why don't you come and take it?"
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"Making a lady do all the work?" she asked as she levered herself upright, pressing against him. "You're a beast."
From there, Samata shoved him backwards (or at least tried to.) so she could get on top, holding his dick by the base of the shaft so as better to aim it where she wanted.
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"You're the one with an inside perspective on the speed and angle that works for your body. I'm just - nngh - along for the ride."
He's so into it he's already dripping from the tip, even being directly touched a little is good.
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In reality, it took a little longer than that. She was pretty wet and ready, but not “one silky smooth motion” wet and ready. Instead of slamming her hips down she carefully lowered them, slowing down more once she felt the tip touching her.
She murmured “oh god…” as she felt him entering her, spreading her pussy wide open. It had been a hot minute since she had done this with anyone, but right now it was exactly what she needed to, at least temporarily, filled the aching loneliness the Void had left.
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"Aaah, haaaa... Feels good inside..."
She feels so warm. He's not saying that out loud because it is soppy but it feels very good to connect with someone.
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Not realizing Rei was putting on a bit of a show on purpose, Samata assumed the moaning and arching was all just because she was incredible at sex. She took a moment to feel misplaced smugness about that, then shifted her position until she was comfortable and resumed slowly lowering herself onto him, feeling his cock fill her up more and more and MORE, until he was balls deep inside her.
Only then did she put her hands on his chest for proper leverage so she could start bouncing on him.