<div class="floatleft">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/3822964/740full-jewel-staite.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kerry Lofthouse (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259067.msg12805057#msg12805057)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee, Navigation Officer and First Mate<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>1st August, 23:00-ish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Room 17<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><--This<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nina Krause<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Mirth, Homo-eroticism<hr/><br/><em>Kiss me, you fool!</em><br/><br/>Kerry's lips touched Nina's, just a soft brush of warm flesh on flesh, even as those four words penetrated her brain and searched for something to connect with...<br/><br/>"Pfffttt! Tsss-hss-hss! Hehehehe!" She pulled away, giggling. Looked away at the moonlit ocean. "Sorry...That has got to be the cheesiest movie chat-up line ever!" The navigator took a deep breath and let it out slowly, she was still grinning as she looked back up into her roomie's eyes, reached up with her hands and this time engulfed Nina's delicious looking mouth with her own. Her tongue pushed at the other woman's mouth, demanding admittance, and her hands began exploring Nina's back, one hand found the zip fastener that held the woman's dress on, expertly undid the hook at the top then slowly ran the zip down its track. The other hand returned from feeling the firm muscles in the woman's lower back, both hands moved to Nina's shoulders and east the black gown off them.<br/><br/><em>When was the last time?</em>She asked herself. That ship-board romance, two months ago when she had been approached by an overweight woman in her fifties... No, that didn't count - The mere thought was turning her off and she squashed the memory. So the time before that must have been ... Three weeks prior, in Barbados, with the gorgeous barmaid at the hotel the cruise guests were staying at while the ship was re-provisioned. Now<em>that</em>memory definitely turned Kerry on. She had been sore for a week and hadn't dared wear her swimsuits until the bruises had faded...<br/><br/>This was different though. This time she was the one making the moves, and it felt good.<br/><br/>Kerry broke the kiss and smiled. "You want to do it out here or go back inside?" She indicated the two sun-beds on the balcony. "Personally I think it would be more fun to let everyone hear us, but on the other hand there<em>are</em>insects out here...?"