[littl3chocobo]

fair enough, ok so how should i finish my turn? with an embarrsing situation averted or with a waking almost-lover?



he did not know how he could have slept so deeply or so long for by the time he had woken sunset had passed and dawn had once again broken outside his window. he felt the others' tight embrace, both arms around his chest, a leg gripped over one of his own and a face buried in his neck, and the pain above his shoulder, one was comforting and right the other a strange sore reminder of his stupidity, he felt like a whore. having nearly gave it up for nothing more than a moment of recklessness. ceilia would have been furious, she knew all to well about sailors and the strange sicknesses they brought, ones that rotted your insides and left scars both seen and unseen, he was told in no small detail how it came to pass and what could happen when it was done. it was his promise to her that he'd stay away from women who kept such company keeping him though if she had known it was a sailor not a sailor's whore who nearly undid him he was sure she'd beat him and drag him home regardless of the fact that he resisted. none of this however could make the notable press of roy's body any less prominent. he made a move to disentangle himself but the other simply pulled him closer sliding his thigh halfway up damaris' leg. he realized belatedly the other was completely undressed and only his own thin shirt and breeches separated them. he froze and tried to gather himself unsuccessfully. he blushed hard as his body reminded him that their positions were wrong. he squirmed unintentionally at the thought causing a reaction from the other