<div class="floatleft">(https://i.redd.it/my3mp539alh21.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Rume'Zamin nar Folazi| Rue for short (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.0#lastPost)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Quarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Mechanic<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>19th December 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Enviro-suit with purple overlays [Minus helmet] (https://i.redd.it/my3mp539alh21.jpg)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Mess Hall<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>(hopefully) making friends| Shots shots shots<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Mary-Ann| Sam| Jay<br/><br/><br/>Heartbeat thrumming heavily within Rue's ears she could feel the darker shade of embarrassment color across her lavender flesh in a cloud of warmth, that even before the shot itself she felt the chasm of warmth slither and twist in the bottom of her stomach. This was by far the most forward the quarian would have ever found herself in the position of, even among those of her clan as the casualness of her helment-less features brimmed with the fluster of 'winging' things as they said. Precautions aside Rue found the experience quite lively as Mary-Ann took her kind consideration a step forward going as far as to keep the same level of intimacy with the dip of her kiss bitten fingers touching across the quarian's wrist, even with the immune boosters floating within her system actual swapping of excrements felt to be too brazen a risk, both emotionally as well as physically. Plush lips wrapping around to knock back the liquid within, Rue very nearly sputtered. All at once the fiery burn of what Rue could only amount to jet fuel washed down her throat to coax a strangled gasp and wincing cough, not enough to leave her violently so but certainly not having expected the reaction as pin pricks welled at the corners of her opaque eyes. The humorous placement of the lime tucked between the blonde's pixie nose and silken top lip was admired for all it's silliness through the blur of Rue's current vision, the xeno leaning across the short distance between herself and the sacred lime before giving a lap of the salt in a single swoop. With now the burn of salt sending her senses to the atmosphere Rue was ready to accept the lime all the more, drawing closer to allow the faintest feel of her bare lips to brush across the corner of Mary-Ann's own to deliver yet another delirious pulse of wickedness to surge into her belly as she did so. Ivory dentin crunching into the flesh of the tart lime Rue pulled back with a gasp of her own, fruit and all, to give a needy swallow, the ritual as stated did alleviate some of the sting as it was told to, focusing more of the sour tartness washing overs her taste buds rather than the living fire now sloshing in her stomach as she swallowed with a pucker.<br/><br/>"Auck- bosh't~" Rue managed to give an airless hiss, settling back firmly in her seat as the shudder of unpleasantness swept through her entire form, though after the initial shock she found the burning beginning to lessen, enough to offer a shaky smile of her own as she shook her head. "This is pleasant no?" The quarian had to question, the light buzz along her fingertips from the shock however helping the burn of excitement over such a first with her crew mates, that admittedly despite how jarring it did boost one. The cheer from Mary-Ann earned a sheepish smile to further split across Rue's features as she brushed a hand across her cheek absent mindly, tucking a fallen tress behind her own ear as she admitted softly. "It seemed the better of placements for our little session, I do believe I saw such briefly whilst looking through my email." The rest of the images of course would not be discussed, having stumbled upon a chain of rather..<em>risqué'</em>images, such having long been purged as the thought of a fellow crew mate having accidently sent spam had come to mind. Though it did give Rue some inspiration so perhaps it hadn't been all that bad really.<br/><br/>"I rather liked your placement Mary-Ann," Rue would manage to muse kindly in the blonde's retort of not being able to one up her previous ploy, that despite the saucy position, the actual faint touch of lips in the quarian's mind made her fluster far more.