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I did make it yeah! I couldn't do the little red handlebar part but I remember the color!

And I do like the gift, whenever you like come on over for hot chocolate, kay? Have you ever had hot chocolate? For as much as your galaxy has, it seems like not a lot of you have had that one.

Mnn, manga can be all sorts of genres, funny, romantic, adventure, horror, mysteries, and way more! They're as varied as books! My favorite are romances with a female heroine! But some manga even retells old classics with their own spin like Dracula or Frankenstein... I haven't READ those mangas but I know they exist.

Tell me about it, it feels like there are a lot more... well, not BAD but definitely not NICE Pthumerians than anything else.

[Usagi shifted to move back onto the bed, leaning back against her pillows. She inhaled sharply as Makoto's hands ran down her legs, drawing along her knees. She knew she was getting wetter.

She moaned softly into the kiss as Makoto massaged her breasts and then took a nipple into her mouth not much later. Her nails lightly scratched along Makoto's shoulders as she then ran her nails up Makoto's neck and scratched along her scalp.]

Down the road.

[There's a rustle of fabric as he continues to wipe at his face.]

I think they're still here though.

Really? That's fascinating. So it's like its own form of media, entirely like prose novels in that they can be about a large variety of things. Though, I must admit a curiosity about the mysteries. I enjoyed them, but mother said novels would rot my brain, that if I was in such a hurry to read, it should be the Bible.

Yes, many of them seem to represent what could or should be positive or at least neutral, but the reality is not so neat and tidy.

[Makoto listened to the moans, the sound turning her on as much as the feeling of Usagi's nails along her shoulders and neck. Makoto continued her kissing, fingers working their way back up Usagi's leg along the inside of her thighs.

There was a moment of hesitation, as she fanned her fingers out a little and slid them over the growing warmth and wetness between Usagi's legs. Fingers dancing along the folds of her lips, not penetrating yet but rather just running along to get a feel and tease them a little.]

O-Oh! [Her hips jump when Makoto first touches her, and then she's quick to jut her hips towards her fingers, wanting them to do more than just stroke her entrance. She feels her face getting red as Makoto's fingers play with her.]

You- you can do more. [She wasn't sure how this night go turned around, she had expected to be in Makoto's position, but she certainly wasn't complaining as Makoto's fingers kept taunting her.] Please do more. [She was definitely getting wetter, spilling onto Makoto's fingers. After several long moments of being played with, Makoto's fingers always pulling away before they penetrated her, she willingly voiced her wants.]

Mako-chan... Mako-chan, I want you to touch me more. [Her own hands moved into Makoto's hair, lightly pulling with each little gasp.]

You're not being held captive, Anakin. You're allowed to leave to see a friend, yes? You don't need to be afraid of them or of seeing me. Take deep breaths and just walk out the door.

Mnn! I stay far, far away from horror ones. I can't stand ghosts and ghost stories. I love manga! I can stay up way too late reading them. My mama rather I read more novels. She thinks manga is pretty childish of me. I mean, she still buys them for me, but she rather I be into books like my bestie, Ami-chan or Rei-chan.

I mean, most of them have no concept of humanity and how their ways of doing things play out on actual people.

I don't think I'd like the horror ones, either, not the ones with actual ghosts, but the Sherlock Holmes stories are fascinating. It's like glancing into a brain with far better cognitive skills than almost anyone else, it's wonderful. I can't imagine being able to think so clearly and cleverly. Though, your mother and my mother would likely agree with one another.

Yes, it seems that way. I'll have been here a full year in February. If I may, how long have you been here?

Ah, I'm not smart enough to figure out mysteries. Anything that's supposed to be obvious or the hints and clues left by authors or movie-makers go right over my head. When mysteries are always revealed I'm usually genuinely shocked and need someone to explain how the story got there. Ami-chan and Rei-chan always figured that stuff out right away. Ami-chan especially. She's so smart.

Hmm? Oh, I'm over a year. I came last, last August.

Alright.

[She had been waiting for the permission to go further, that Usagi was comfortable with everything and this was what she wanted as well as Makoto. Despite teh dreams that she'd had, the different romance novels that she had read, this was different. She trembled just a little, nervous about whether it was enough to please Usagi. The moment she slipped a finger into to Usagi though, Makoto kissed Usagi deeply shifting her weight just a little and drawing her leg up along Usagi's legs.

Her other hand continued massaging her lover's chest, toying with the nipple lightly while Makoto's body pressed against Usagi's own naked form. Each kiss, pass of her fingers, and stroke of her legs synchronized to a single motion.]

Like this?

I don't want them to know I've been crying. [Again.]

There's nothing wrong with that. Each of us have our own gifts, according to whatever may be divvied out between us. Ami-chan may be good at one thing, while you excel above her in another category.

That's still fairly new. Were you---were you here for the end of the dream?

The longer you take in stalling and talking to me the longer they have to discover you. They haven't noticed you yet, yeah?

[She gasped softly into Makoto's mouth as one finger began penetrating her and another was massaging her breasts. She could feel Makoto's legs brush against her own. She wanted to touch Makoto too, she wanted to make her feel good.]

Y-yeah... Can I- can I do the same? I wanna make you feel good, too. [She jutted her hips, trying to get Makoto to touch her clit more.]

Well, I can definitely eat more than her! [She laughs. Usagi was never the sort to think of herself as higher than her friends. But she did acknowledge there were things she definitely excelled at. Where as Ami could absolutely hand Usagi her butt in video games because the girl genius could basically figure out a pattern or create a strategy in a matter of seconds, Usagi could out-eat all of them.]

I was. I was... oh gosh, I think it was one and a half years in the dream? So I've been here for over two years. It'll be three years in March or April of being stuck in some place with Pthumerians.

[Her voice is neutral... but there definitely is a hint that she isn't pleased about being stuck in Deerington or Trench.]

[Rose grins brightly] See, there you go! [Rose knew she lagged behind most people when it came to the use of her Paleblood abilities, but she was afraid that if she started using them regularly--like the telepathy--she'd be unable to turn them off.

and she picks up on the hint] That's a very long time. I suppose there's no getting used to any of this. [because it will be a full year in February and Rose still has a hard time believing it]

Yes. You can, I want you to, I've been thinking about it so long.

[The warm wetness between Makoto's legs would show that she'd certainly been aroused quite a bit just by the sounds the sights of what they'd done so far. The jutting of Usagi's hips driving her fingers a little deeper but at the same time bringing her into more contact with the clit as she moved them. Pulling back the hood just a little more to expose it, but careful not overstimulate it either.]

I want to feel your touch.

I think there's... a danger of sorts to getting used to this place and the things it does. Just accepting the horrors as "another Tuesday" is just as bad as constantly being terrified.

Yes. It's a precarious balance between being able to accept the times when we are relatively free as normal and an acceptance of the times when things are truly falling apart as normal as well. Neither are normal, not as long as we stay here. A wary calm seems the best we can hope for.

[ That could mean several things. ]

I don't follow.

I'm secretly very complicated.

Agreed.

I'm pretty sure if a month where literally nothing happened we'd all have heart attacks from paranoia waiting for something.

[and despite herself, Rose laughs] Oh, I'm sure we would be! The very notion of nothingness makes my skin crawl. But at the same time, I'm unwilling to let it stop me in my love for Snow. It will have to wait in queue.

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