Dax shook her head, laughing quietly to herself as she lead the entwined Loran up the stairs, pausing briefly each team the other woman's hand gave her ass a firm squeeze. Which, as it turned out, was quite frequently. Eventually, the sudden spike of contact racing up along her spine moved from surprising to purely a pleasurable experience. Yes, after a long night and a lot of trouble, this was exactly what she needed. Loran knew all of her weaknesses and all of her tender spots. She knew where to bite, where to kiss, and where to press. It was perfection.<br/><br/>"Hell yeah we will. Tha' day is young. I figure, tha' place'll be nice and packed when we're done. Easy pickin's." She looped her own arm around Loran's body, all the way until she very blatantly cupped her left breast, kneading it playfully between her fingers as they walked. Casual, like it was the most natural thing in the world.<br/><br/>Eventually, they reached the door to Dax's room. It was fairly small, and messy, with schematics and books scattered everywhere, among various haphazardly arranged weapons and pieces of armor. A stack of cloth and a sewing needle perched precariously next to a long, smooth, elementium rod, an apexis crystal shuddering at the base. Still, it was home, for the time being. Dax closed the door behind them and used her foot to bump open the door to her bathroom. There was a shower, a glorious shower, the best that her kind could come up with. Hot water, with only a two percent change of an explosion. It was damn near the safest thing she'd ever experienced.<br/><br/>Dax wasted no time in moving to strip out of her clothing. The top came first, tight leather falling away to let her heavy tits out into the open air, dark nipples stiffening as she did so. Her torso was muscled, lean and tone, but still curvy. She watched Loran carefully, as she moved to her pants, wriggling out of them and kicking them away, fat ass, thick thighs and moist cunt on display. Dax dragged her tongue along her lips, and cocked her head towards the shower.<br/><br/>"Care to join me?" She said. It sounded like a question, but in the end, she knew it really wasn't.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>