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[at_heart]

[ Just. Breathing for a moment. His eyes shut, and he might be visibly bracing himself before: ]

Usually do stoplight colors. Red, yellow, green.

[ Yeah, that's right, there's a usually. ]

[moonstriking]

I see.

[So she drags her nails down his chest, sharp and verging on the edge of pain as she reaches back with her other hand to undo her top. There's no shame out here, with the pollen already heating her skin]

So is this still 'green'?

[at_heart]

[ His player straight-up forgot the pollen. AKA, he'd have been reacting like this either way. ]

—fuck, yes.

[ The muscles in his back, his legs, clench and flex. Forcing himself to stay still instead of arching up into her touch, or accidentally bucking her off. ]

[moonstriking]

[tbh this player forgot too until they went back to reread Judith makes a chiding noise when Yuri moves, as she reaches down to give him a warning yank at his hair.]

Ah, ah ah. You'll have to be very good and hold still for me if you want me to touch you in ways you'll really like.