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taxonomites2009-09-09 01:45 pm
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八 [Location: Inara's Shuttle] Join'd
Inara's day started well enough. She had gotten plenty of sleep, she had eaten well, nobody had transformed into a malevolent goddess, nobody was shot or captured or bitten or any number of the other bizarre things that had happened so far in her time here.
She stretched drowsily, her nightgown hitching around her hips as she turned as a matter of training and habit into the warmth on the other side of the bed. Not yet quite awake, her instincts and everything she'd learned in close to two decades of schooling, apprenticeship and active work maneuvered her without her having to give it any thought - let your client awaken to your affection and attention, give them a reason that they engaged your services overnight rather than having you leave at the end of the allotted time or the evening.
She tucked against the shoulder next to her, rubbing her hand lightly over the person's chest, and she almost pressed her lips to skin before she woke up just a little more and went absolutely still.
There was someone in her bed.
There was a strange young man in her bed.
Her eyes went wide and she sat up abruptly, holding blankets around herself.
"Who are you? How did you get here? This is my...you can't be in here!" She sputtered, too startled for dignity and elegance.
She stretched drowsily, her nightgown hitching around her hips as she turned as a matter of training and habit into the warmth on the other side of the bed. Not yet quite awake, her instincts and everything she'd learned in close to two decades of schooling, apprenticeship and active work maneuvered her without her having to give it any thought - let your client awaken to your affection and attention, give them a reason that they engaged your services overnight rather than having you leave at the end of the allotted time or the evening.
She tucked against the shoulder next to her, rubbing her hand lightly over the person's chest, and she almost pressed her lips to skin before she woke up just a little more and went absolutely still.
There was someone in her bed.
There was a strange young man in her bed.
Her eyes went wide and she sat up abruptly, holding blankets around herself.
"Who are you? How did you get here? This is my...you can't be in here!" She sputtered, too startled for dignity and elegance.
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He'd never spoken to her before, he was sure of that. "If I was a regular drinker I'd guess we'd just spent the night having crazy, drunken sex." Of course, Zaboo wasn't, and he was sure that wasn't how he'd got here. "Right now I'm just really glad I don't sleep in the buff." Grimacing, Zaboo glanced down at himself. That would have been embarrassing. "Expose'd"
ooc: I'm really sorry for being so slow replying. I've been epic fail lately. >.>