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"Greetings, this is the inbox of Princess Allura. While I am grateful that you have reached out to me, I unfortunately cannot answer you directly at the moment. But if you leave a message and wait a tick, I will surely get back to you!"

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[unpatriarchal]

[ there's a pause, at her question, and her shift of weight, before lotor inclines his head toward hers, offering a slight grin in response. it looks a little off, given his teeth are different, as are his eyes, and . . . well, everything, but it is 150% still the same coolly arrogant smirk. ]

I would not be opposed to your company.

[ if

you know

she wants to stay

obviously. ]

[juniberries]

[there truly is an uncanniness to how he looks like and doesn't look like himself. but, that smirk of his...

she seems to consider something for a moment, as though she was thinking of getting up and returning to her room.

but.

instead she closes the space between them, resting her body against his as she kisses him, hand still at his cheek.]

I suppose I will stay.

[even if, there is something to this that feels...different.
a distinct need to overpower, to overcome something she feels emanating from him.]

[unpatriarchal]

[ he hums softly into the kiss, returning it with the utmost laziness before he shifts his weight, exhaling slowly against her. the touch, and interaction, feels electrifying, somehow . . . in a way that feels dangerous, but not enough to make him stop.

if lotor were the self-reflecting sort, he would realize that that was 99% of his problem. not being able to stop. but once he finds the safe place between overwhelmed and wanting more, he shifts his weight to hover over her, rather than lying by her side, and he grins a little, shifting his knees to properly be on top of her.

careful, as always, not to kneel or step on her hair. ]

You suppose.

[ it's murmured, amused, as he dips down for another kiss, continuing to speak between the kiss. ]

I'm always more than happy to be in your presence, your Highness.

[ it's part-serious and part-teasing. ]

[juniberries]

[for as many times as they've laid together, each time brings something new. and this time, it's...well, everything about him. almost. and while, ordinarily, she very much enjoys him over her, there is something different.

a low burning sensation. as though something unfamiliar inside is burning brighter, trying to fight.

but even still, she smiles up at him, bright eyes blazing with desire that's both carnal and celestial.]

Mmhmm. [an affirmative hum into his kiss as he dips down.

heart pounding in her chest, with him so close she can almost feel her light being muffled. and, as she brings her arms up to hold him closer to her, something inside her flares, and rolls herself to be on top, her leg between his legs for leverage.]