<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/tD3hg7M/starfire1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><strong>Koriand’r</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304004.msg14848548#msg14848548)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday 29th April 2019 – Midday<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Perth, Australia – ‘Lux’ Main Floor<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tamaranean spacesuit (as pictured) paired with thigh-high, predominantly purple explorer boots (https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/scale_medium/11121/111217258/6672662-starfire_by_mystic_oracle_dazegt6-pre.jpg).<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Lucifer<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>---<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Initially, Koriand’r was a little taken back by the way that Lucifer pulled the chair she’d been intending to sit out, out from under the table. She was used to sitting on low cushions – which were so much easier for frolicking around on, as opposed to elevated furniture. Looking to him, she realised he was holding the chair for her, as if it needed to be held steady.<em>Strange</em>. Stepping around it, she was again startled as she felt the edge of the chair nudge against the back of her knees, as she prepared to sit down.<em>Tradition?</em>Green eyes acknowledged the anomaly and his explanation, accepting that this would be the appropriate and expected behaviour from all Earth males, so long as they had some form of ‘interest’ in her. At least the signifying gesture would make it easy to single out those that did from those who did not, she figured with a measure of relief. She was about to ask what the females of this primitive species did in return to show their own interest, but instead, her attention was caught by his very formal posture reserved in her culture for polite greeting and conversation. Looking to his offered hand, she recognised the handshake gesture and didn’t hesitate to present her own hand, even though she wasn’t yet sure what they’d be shaking on exactly; but what followed next was entirely unexpected. Another elaborate bow, which was low enough to satisfy even the most pompous of Euphorian royals; coupled with the brush of his lips –<em>a kiss!</em>– against the back of her hand. Her eyes appreciatively lit up at such a strange yet this time, very amicable gesture, which appealed to the nature of her culture far more than his previous signals.<em>This</em>was how the males of her species were more likely to show their interest, but what<em>really</em>piqued her own interest, was the vibrating hum of his voice against her skin combined with the more literal, rising temperature between them until the touch of his lips peaked with an intensified heat that refused to escape her notice. By X’hal’s grace… were all Humans capable of raising their temperatures like that, or was it another extraordinary feature of the anomaly alone? With an enthralled little smirk, she figured it was probably the latter of the two, and her stomach clenched at the sheer prospect of feeling other parts of him warm to the touch.<br/><br/>Her keen gaze followed the anomaly as he circled around to the opposite side of the table, and with elbows propped on the table, she leaned forwards to rest her chin against the adjoining, dipped flats of her fingers. So then, if that gesture was reserved for Royalty, then she should not expect to be treated to it unless she revealed her formal title? Unless, they also thought she was ‘exceptionally attractive’, like he did.<em>Noted</em>, she inwardly beamed at the compliment, which prevented her from correcting him when he called her ‘Princess’ despite her insistence to be informal. Koriand’r was less impressed however, by Lucifer’s answer to her ‘coitus’ question. Not even the shameless appraisal of his gaze over her form, was enough to soften the blow of hearing that Humans were clearly very complex when it came to their sexual urges, and where and when to act upon them. Why be so reserved against what was only natural? What was so embarrassing about the body and the pursuit of pleasure and satisfaction? Repressive denial sounded more like torture to the sexually liberated Tamaranean, but she was pleased at least, to hear that Lucifer didn’t quite share those Human sentiments. Canting her head to the side though, she did frown at him a little. How does one ‘wear their desires on their sleeve’? He was winking and chuckling… had she missed something? Humans, or rather,<em>Earthlings</em>, certainly had some very strange phrasings. Following that, he had lots to say about feasting habitats on this planet, but Koriand’r was happy to sit and listen to his lengthy explanation; soaking up the information and application of vocabulary definitions like a sponge. So, from what she understood, aside from there being far too many rules about what and where Humans ate meals at different times of the day, Humans also only engaged in the coitus in privacy regardless of where they met a potential lover? That sounded very inconvenient. She would have to be careful, she realised, as the last thing she wanted would be to offend anyone with her more liberated urges, especially in public areas. Then there was Lux, which was naturally an oddity, much like the anomaly explaining the changeable atmosphere from ‘restaurant’ to ‘nightclub’. Suffice to say, she was eager to see the transformation along with the definition of ‘debauched’ on this planet, and then meet all the non-boring people who came out to play when the sun set. Lucifer at least, was certainly<em>not</em>boring, and a playful smile likewise lifted her pout in response to his very open ruminations. If he was limiting himself solely to one planet, then no wonder he was bored! One thing in particular however, alarmed her to the point of suddenly sitting upright with wide eyes. Humans not possessing enough stamina was one thing, but he'd also admitted something far more worrying than that.<br/><br/><strong>“You have not been satisfied?”</strong>Almost appalled that such a notion could ever be possible, her expression melted from pure shock into utter sympathy. Did he mean<em>recently</em>unsatisfied, or in general, or…<em>by X’hal</em>… had he<em>ever</em>been truly satisfied? Her jaw dropped slightly as she stared incredulously at him.<strong>“Oh… That is very... I am very saddened to hear you are not being fulfilled here on Earth. But yes! You should indeed not be limiting your desires to one planet alone, Lucifer Morningstar.”</strong>She used his full name to stress how serious this was, together with the way that she clasped her hands together and interlocked her fingers.<strong>“The Galaxy is full of much variety and I can personally assure you, that at the very least, there are many pleasures to be found within every corner of the Vega System.”</strong>Perhaps she should lend her ship to him much sooner? Take him all the way to Tamaran, where he would find a lifetime of satisfaction, if not before. After all, the journey from there to Earth had been more than long enough for her to sate her own pleasure<em>multiple</em>times…<br/><br/><strong>“Have you not had the pleasure of performing the two hundred and eighty-six variations of the coitus?”</strong><em>Oh no</em>… this was very bad! Leaning forwards slightly, Koriand’r truly looked concerned as she pried further. She spoke very openly and shamelessly though, seeing no need to lower her voice conspicuously, and no doubt her behaviour would have been exactly the same had the restaurant been busy.<strong>“Do Humans not know the seven core positions?”</strong>If that was the case, then no wonder he was unsatisfied, but surely that was not possible? Humans must at least know<em>one</em>position or else, how did they procreate!? Which also begged to question something she’d considered earlier, and even more now that his satisfaction was at stake.<strong>“I would be happy to help you find a satisfying variation, <em>after</em> you fulfil your other promises to me. But first, I wonder… How do the females of Earth show interest in the males?”</strong>Could it be that the signs were difficult to navigate? She was trying so hard to understand what might be missing in the equation, but the notion of being bored and unsatisfied was as alien to her as she was no doubt alien to him.<br/>