<div class="floatleft">(https://s019.radikal.ru/i620/1611/95/da0a97f5a50f.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><strong>Lucifer Morningstar</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304004.msg14845965#msg14845965)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday 29th April 2019 -- Midday<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Perth, Australia --<strong>Lux Main Floor</strong>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/50/59/d0/5059d0c7eeeaeeed855cf819301623be.jpg)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><strong>This Tuxedo</strong>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f2/cf/83/f2cf831d29b18792b6d8fd5230fc9a25.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Koriand'r / Closed<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Funnily enough, the thing that seemed to shock her the most about Earth dining custom was the presence of<em>chairs.</em>He had thought that some kind of furniture to assist in sitting comfortably during mealtimes was fairly universal, but apparently there were still some advanced cultures in which chairs and seats were somewhat alien...no pun in intended. He didn't think too hard about it, however; it was hardly the most pressing or important thing to be thinking about at that moment in time, more of an odd curiosity than anything else. No, it was her reaction to hearing that humans tended to relegate their sexual escapades to private rooms and quiet places where they were not to be disturbed that seemed to upset her the most. He had gathered, of course, that Tamaraneans were much more liberal and open with their sexualities but he'd assumed that they still maintained some degree of privacy and decorum. From her shocked expression and her almost disgusted twisting of her lips, however...maybe that was not the case. Did Tamaran have such loose sexual taboos that it was common to see couples engaged in passionate displays of exotic and athletic sex in public, wherever the mood happened to take them?<br/><br/>Honestly, that sounded like a very pleasant change of pace. Comparatively speaking, there were few places in the universe that had that kind of freedom and debauchery built into their very society - much to his chagrin, he had to admit - especially at the same time as the species itself being so ridiculously attractive. If all of the women on Tamaran were even vaguely as alluring as Koriand'r here, it was most certainly a place that he would want to visit some day, especially if they were as hedonistic and debauched as they sounded. It sounded exactly like the kind of place he might want to spend a few years of his retirement in, he'd say that much! It was actually surprising, how focused she seemed to be on the physical pleasure; most humans considered the constant chasing of sexual gratification to be some kind of flaw or indicative of some kind of disease or unhealthy obsession, but the Princess here seemed to view it as extremely unhealthy<em>not</em>to have that kind of gratification in your life. Indeed, the horror she seemed to express at the idea that he was not being satisfied on Earth was akin to a humans horror at learning that you hadn't eaten for two weeks.<br/><br/>Was Tamaran that atypical, or had he simply fallen out of touch with the rest of the universe? Had his time on Earth skewed his perception of the universal constants and the concerns that humans had that were indeed simply primitive and unimportant? Had he<em>gone native?</em>The thought was a distressing one, he was not about to lie. To think that he might have been infected by these primitive creatures petty concerns, that their way of thinking had warped his own...he took a moment to examine himself and his opinions, a furrowed brow being the only indication that he was even vaguely troubled by what she had said. Was he particularly disgusted by the idea of Tamaran being so sexually liberated? No. No, he wasn't disgusted, he was simply intrigued. Had he visited places that were that permissive? Yes, he had, and he'd enjoyed them immensely...but they were uncommon. They made up a comparatively small number of the planets and cultures he'd visited in his time, so it was fair to express surprise at such a liberal and open society that he had not yet even heard whispers of in his travels, was it not? Yes. Yes, it was. His brow unfurrowed and he had to stop himself from breathing a minor sigh of relief. No, it seemed that his surprise was merely down to having not encountered very many societies of a similar nature. Thankfully, humanity had yet to infect him with their pathetic, primitive concerns and values. That, at least, was a positive.<br/><br/>He allowed himself a small chuckle, however, at Koriand'r's sudden concern and horror. He shook his head idly.<strong>"I have been able to find momentary gratification; of that, at least, you should have no fear, Princess."</strong>It was ridiculously easy for somebody like him to charm a woman or two into his bed for the night, especially when they came to the club specifically to have a few drinks and go home with somebody. Humans were not as complicated as they might like to believe in some respects.<strong>"But most humans are really rather fragile, so if I were to unleash all of my various desires upon them, I am afraid that they might break. And as above them as creatures like you and me are, I do not take active pleasure in hurting people."</strong>Been there, done that. After ten billion years ruling Hell, you tend to get a little numb to seeing people writhing in agony. It was still possible for him to draw satisfaction from hurting and killing people, of course, but they had to have very specifically pissed him off to some extent for that to apply. And for a human, annoying him to the extent that he would enjoy their death? That was practically impossible.<br/><br/><strong>"Perhaps I shall need to visit the Vega System at some point. It does admittedly sound far more...interesting...than Earth. But then again, perhaps that is simply because I am used to Earth by now."</strong>He shrugged idly.<strong>"I've lived long enough that I have had more than enough opportunity to enjoy the two hundred and eighty-nine variations and the eight core positions,"</strong>He said with a soft smirk; whilst there were 286 modern variations, he happened to know that there were three entirely different variations that had died out over the millennia...well, two that had died out, and one that was unique to his universe.<strong>"But there are few species flexible enough to handle that kind of twisting of the body."</strong>Of course...she had just volunteered to help him "find a variation," which obviously translated to a very specific thing that he was really rather interested in. A woman as beautiful and sexually liberated as she was did not come along every day, after all!<br/><br/><strong>"Though something tells me that you may well be able to handle my desires. I would certainly enjoy finding out."</strong>He chuckled softly, then leaned back in his chair, idly crossing his legs under the table.<strong>"As for your other question, why, that is something that human males have been trying to work out for thousands of years. In general, human females show their interest through body language. Leaning in closer, smiling more readily, laughing at bad jokes..."</strong>He leaned in a little.<strong>"Casual contact, the brushing of fingers over the males arm, whispering in his ear intimately, tucking her hair behind her ear, pressing their leg against the males side...general actions that indicate that you would not mind becoming a little more intimate with the male. Or female, I suppose. Humans are beginning to move away from the strictly heterosexual model of sexuality, to their credit."</strong>He shrugged as one of the staff returned with a bottle of wine; red, rich and deep with just a hint of fruitiness, one of the older vintages from his private cellar. He nodded with a thank you, before opening it and pouring two glasses, one for him, one for her.<br/><br/>It was strong by human standards, but for them? It would likely not affect them overly much...but the taste was still divine.<strong>"This is a formal human beverage known as 'Wine.' It is usually consumed at upper class parties, or at formal or intimate dinners. It is seen as more elegant and romantic than the other human alcoholic beverages,"</strong>he explained, taking his glass and lifting it.<strong>"Before drinking, it is considered tradition to toast to something. You express an event or feeling that you are grateful for in that instance, you gently clink the glasses together, then take a healthy sip of the wine....it is, however, considered rude to drink it all in one go."</strong>He chuckled, then lifted his glass.<strong>"To new friends and new experiences."</strong>He waited for her to follow suit, before taking a sip of his wine, setting it down on the table. He had so much to teach her, it wasn't even funny. Well...it was lucky for her, then, that she was so interesting and he had some free time. He wondered idly how long she'd keep his interest? He wasn't certain...but he was looking forward to finding out!