Akilah remained entranced by her blissful dream as Taszu began to stir from the noise above them, the mocha toned female having long ago grown used to her partners ‘felling of trees’ as she often joked when Taszu decided to take shots at her habits. In her dream she was between with the one person she truly desired more than anything in the whole world in a night of carnal bliss tucked away In a lowly lit corner of the ship well after ‘lights out. Her head was between the mysterious woman’s thighs with her unknown partners back against the wall she sat against. Fingers ran through her dark tresses, feeling the silky texture of the curls that made their way well down past Akilah’s shoulders. Low coos of pleasure mingled with sweet nothings in a lilting, almost singsong language in the shadows of their own little corner of paradise they had taken for themselves. Akilah was like a worshipper unto a shrine, her tongue praising the altar of the woman’s femininity , flicking across the singular jewel in rapid strokes with the flat of her tongue and rejoicin in the praise the goddess rained down upon her. . .<br/><br/>Suddenly however her dream was interrupted, the illusion shattered and her worship ground to a halt with the cries of her partner in crime beside her. The tall, lean woman started and rolled off of the side of the shelf. Her rear absorbed most of the impact thankfully causing the tanned woman to wince and rub at her butt as she tried to take stock of where she was and what was exactly being said ; blush  still painted across the bridge of her nose from the intimate dream . Of course it suddenly hit her, what had happened was only a dream and here her partner was yelling at her for ‘cheating ‘ at their game of steal the bangle’ it seemed.<span style="color: Navy">“Cheat? You braying ass! What do you call what you do then? Fair play?</span>” The tall female snorted in derision and looked down at herself, suddenly feeling a bit chill despite the heat radiating from her stomach and settling in her chest.<br/><br/>Bare mocha toes wriggled back at her and all she saw was bare awkwardly long legs with the simple white cloth of her panties preserving her modest, of course at the moment they were more a dead giveaway of what she was dreaming than anything else.<span style="color: Navy"> “ And snore? Oh holy shit Taszu. You sound like you are felling entire forests at night. I am surprised poor Ankhaboot doesn’t die of fright!”</span>The attack was a quick deflection from her own current situation. Sure the comment had hurt Akilah a little bit, irritated her even but it wouldn’t be anywhere near annoying as what would follow if Taszu had realized what she was dreaming and worse if it was about who she thought it was about. Her blue eyes lingered on Taszu’s own brown for a moment, a frown on her pretty features for a second before the woman ‘hmmphed’ and found her pants discarded on the floor.<br/><br/>Mutterings and curses followed in her language as she kneeled down to pick them up, quickly jumping into them with minimal stumbling before finding her boots and slipping the soft leather on her feet.<span style="color: Navy">“  By the way. You speak in your sleep. How sordid.” </span>Akilah took a shot at Taszu and jumped up onto her feet to be out onto the deck of the ship to clear her mind before Taszu came stumbling out with a reply of her own. Of course it wasn’t true but it was all part of their dynamic. Life was like unto a game for the pair and they enjoyed It thoroughly.<br/><br/>When the woman’s feet hit the deck relief almost instantly flooded over her, the wind blowing in her face and catching the blue , baggy male’s shirt she wore.  The irritation of her rude awakening faded and Akilah took the time to take in the scenery around her. It seems they were all prepping for something big about to happen. Sailors were at their posts and Bubba was one deck and the tan woman could swear she caught sight of Ruby in the riggings which suited Akilah just fine…. After Taszu’s last ‘run in’ with the woman she’d been a little more than jealous of Ruby ever since.  Still she waved, adjusting the pale yellow scarf that was hastily tied around the mess of bed hair, the elegant silk material embroided much lie Taszu’s own red. Today was going to be a good day all thing considered, at least to her. There would be plenty to do to get that sordid dream out of her head and her mind away from Taszu and a visit to the cook always made her happier… why not start there?<br/><br/>Her feet led her to the man’s post, light playing off of the silver bangles around her slender neck as she approached, offering the man a small wave and than a even small gesture to the spider on his shoulder.<span style="color: Navy">“ Hello Ankah!” </span>Akilah looks up to the cook with a big, white smile.<span style="color: Navy">“ And hello to you Arahni! Big things to happen today?”</span>Her accent was thick, almost singsongy , but understandable when compared to Taszu’s at least.  The man was naturally respected by Akilah and it showed, her posture warm and open and her eyes soft. Of course, given how much the six foot tall woman ate it was no wonder she’d befriended the cook first thing.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>