Just Mando Things
Location: Kestri
Gear:
Clothing, data pad
Tags:
Venari Krayt
Mattali had just wanted to tease her captor just a bit, little bit of poking and what not, but as her arm was seized she had a flash of concern that maybe she had pushed too far. Only for that squeeze to turn into a caress, and she found herself frozen as Venari’s hand was against her cheek, calling to mind countless novels she had read in her time in space. Her face was still violet and warm, something she had no real plan for, and the warmth she felt was unintentionally being broadcasted back to Venari, making this situation a mess. Her hand was soft, sorta like a pillow, but it made her face tingle in ways no pillow could.
She really didn’t know what to do, frankly she never got this far. Her eyes locked with Ventari, for what like a long moment, something inside her pondered if maybe, this was an actual connection she was sharing. Something she hadn’t quite felt before. Ventari looked close, almost touching lips against the stunned Zeltron, the Mandalorian seemingly getting closer by the second. Then before the point of impact, she stopped, and stumbled over herself.
And like that, Mattali found she could finally think, as Ventari began to withdraw, the Zeltron recoiled, her pheromones ceasing their production as she realized what she had done. What she had nearly done.
“I-I’m sorry I-“ She was enjoying Ventari’s company, maybe even liked her, but that hadn't been Ventari’s idea. That was Mattali’s. She had put the idea in her head, she nearly made the woman kiss her. Least in her guilt raddled mind, that was the case. She set the credits down on the bed, slowly withdrawing.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ She seemed to be tripping over herself no longer confident and gloating, she seemed very much concerned about what she thought she had done.