"and they lived happily ever after..." softly h found a curl of red to twine his fingers around, "no, should i? it just feels a little bit itchy, what did you do?"

"Zosa it is a surprise and while we wait I will tell you a story." The professor smoothed his hand across Zosa's stomach which was becoming a nice little habit. "Once upon a time there was a rich man that had everything so he sent out a challenge to pay whom ever could feed him the best cooked meal. Thousands of men and women brought him delicious dishes though none of them deemed worthy of his sum. At last he met a poor man, that told the man he would cook him the best meal but it must be in a few days and the man was not allowed to eat anything.... Agreeing the man went days and nights with out food, the poor man returned with nothing more then a simple bowl of rice and yet it was the best food the rich man had ever eatten. "

it was not what he had expected as far as being a 'story' but it was a good moral fable and certainly fit the professor's style. taking a kiss he smiled at the other, "are you trying to say something or is that just a story?"

The professor reached up and found his glasses. Taking them off he shook his head. "If I were going for a story that said something it would go a little like this. ... In the future Humans have found a way to substain life on Mars. Colonies have been created and Their leader the imfamouse Garagin stumbled across a strange Martian....He was tall and had green patches on stragtic places on his skin." He rolled over until he was looking down at Zosa. "There was only one way the Martian could accept peace, and Mr. Garagin sacrificed himself." With that he swooped down and kissed the bouncing nape.

a surprised chuckle left him and twisting he caught the other with one leg, "you naughty man, that isn't a story at all! rest assured i am a man, we never surrender and we never come in peace~" giggling again he nipped another kiss, we must go to war"

"Ah so humans play dirty." He said wiggling under Zosa. He twisted this time he lips met Zosas. "If its a war you want its a war you will get." He dipped in close careful not to squish the mans stomach. "The martian was quite observant." He added quickly before finding a hand and licking it.

the giggles became louder and less voluntary as felix tickled his hand most cruelly. squirming where he lay he tried to pull his hand away though felix was too strong and he was not spared until the fingers became lips and he was given an electrical kiss. it sent a shiver down his spine and elicited the man's name on his lips

It was enough to make his lover squirm and hear the soft lips utter his name. It seemed once the man exhausted himself through a loving sigh and a quiver, The professor lay atop his stomach. His fingers twirled in the gauze and started to unveil the forms below to the man.

he was not allowed to watch and like before was expected to stay perfectly still though once the wrappings were off and his legs rubbed down he was allowed to look. it made him both uncomfortable and very excited to see the squiggled all down his legs and across his belly and with his eyes still looking over the marks he spoke, "how long will they last?"

He ran his fingers over the smooth designs. "A couple of days to a few weeks give or take how much water we play in." He said. "I can always make them perminate but I do not think you favor such a thing. The kit comes with two batches so at another time we could possibly do it " He went to go retrieve a mirror and let the other fully see. "Do you like it?"

he sat up properly as the other fetched a mirror and letting felix crawl back onto the bed he put his legs over the pale thighs and wiggled his toes, "i look like you... can we draw on you next? i would rally like it is we matched though i am sure if auntie sees we are both goners"

He laughed and went to retrieve the bowl of goop. Handing the brush to Zosa he stripped before laying on his back across the bed. "Zosa, I love your aunt, I am sure you love her more. But we are married adults and if I want to have sex in the orchard with my beautifully designed husband I will bite the bullet and take your aunts judgement of me as a bastard who has ruined her beloved... besides I was hoping we would have our own home so that the only time they saw us would be with our clothes on." Amused by the thought of an angry uncle he closed his eyes.

felix had a point though it would sound too much like encouragement if he said so and so keeping his mouth shut he started applying the pigment to the other

The feeling was different sober. It made him squirm to have the wet stuff plastered over his stomach and laugh especially as Zosa paid attention to his sensitive areas. "Make sure you wrap the areas that you use the paint."

(Once Zosa gets to the legs he will nap)

nodding he kept applying the stuff and eventually the other fell asleep. it went faster then and when he was done he wrapped up the thin legs in more of the gauze before covering the other with the quilt and going to the small utilitarian sink to was out the bowl and brush

(while yours sleeps mine will unpack some stuff, he found one of the costumes they brought from luna)

When he woke again it was too the soft sound of shuffling, and he nearly rolled over until he realized a lot of his lower body was covered in gauze. He pushed himself up to see what Zosa was doing only to find a lot of garments on the small walkway.