[ It isn't home. It isn't even close. But it's intimacy that Red savors. That she wants more of. Cellinia's presence is very real, very present, and she nuzzles into her with a warm exhale, holding on to her, just wanting her close. There's desire there of course, but it's more than that. She folds her against herself and just... basks in her presence. For now it's a slow, easy embrace, soft kisses and gently wandering hands, as if she can soak her in for an eternity. This is something real. This is something she can savor.
There's a flicker of guilt at the back of her mind about home, about Luce, about what she can't have. There's nothing to be done, though. Right?
The kiss finally breaks and she noses against Cellinia with another warm exhale. ]
...can we just stay like this for a little bit?
[ She knows she's virtually naked, that her hormones are kicking into overdrive already - but just cuddling might be enough. At least for a little while. ]
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There's a flicker of guilt at the back of her mind about home, about Luce, about what she can't have. There's nothing to be done, though. Right?
The kiss finally breaks and she noses against Cellinia with another warm exhale. ]
...can we just stay like this for a little bit?
[ She knows she's virtually naked, that her hormones are kicking into overdrive already - but just cuddling might be enough. At least for a little while. ]
Please?