say you need more space, what are you, an astronaut?
Whatever the mental equivalent of sticking out her tongue was, Eloise did that. That tongue however quickly began to curl around nipples that weren't well-acquainted with the sun. The illusionist didn't know this about Melita's body, but the honeybee seemed the type to keep her clothes on for the most part. She'd certainly never been ravished against the railing of the ship as Eloise was doing now.
"My best show, mmmmm?" Grinning at the many implications, Eloise's fingers continued their slow circles around his temples, finally moving towards the muscles of his jaw. Tangling against the scruff on his angular face and doing her best to avoid the bruises, the illusionist rolled her shoulders to relieve the tension building up from leaning over Jack. "Maybe I'll borrow one of our manta stones and take a little swim for myself. See what sort of show she can put on, as well."
And to map out what she might see while doing it, of course. Being the ship's navigator was coming more and more easily to Eloise, and she was finding she quite liked being the keeper of certain types of knowledge that could spell life or death for the Ark and her crew.
"My best show, mmmmm?" Grinning at the many implications, Eloise's fingers continued their slow circles around his temples, finally moving towards the muscles of his jaw. Tangling against the scruff on his angular face and doing her best to avoid the bruises, the illusionist rolled her shoulders to relieve the tension building up from leaning over Jack. "Maybe I'll borrow one of our manta stones and take a little swim for myself. See what sort of show she can put on, as well."
And to map out what she might see while doing it, of course. Being the ship's navigator was coming more and more easily to Eloise, and she was finding she quite liked being the keeper of certain types of knowledge that could spell life or death for the Ark and her crew.
you've got the whole universe, so what you coming 'round here for?
