I genuinely hate the way this word sounds but it's what we're doing.

[holeful]

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[housewolf]

[That draws out a pleased moan from him. He shifts so she has more access to bite as she pleases. The shirt is off now as he works on her pants.]

[holeful]

[There they go... he's so torn. He wants to touch too!! It's titillating to watch but like!!!! He could be there!!! He could!!! That's what makes it so much more frustrating than like say, watching porn??

So he's still staying quiet but he's squirming a bit.]

[brightred]

I could rip your throat out right now. [She says, and bites at his neck again.] But I won't.

Yet.

[She shifts against him, tilts her hips for easier access to belt and trousers. She's hard already, which really shouldn't be a surprise.]

[housewolf]

[It occurs to him right about now that he doesn't have lube for this? But he's already here and it would be a little weird to leave, so he starts undoing the trousers and slipping them off.]

[holeful]

[OMI IT'S OK FOR YOU TO WITHDRAW CONSENT AT ANY POINT. PLEASE HAVE SOME SELF-RESPECT?]

You shouldn't do that at any point?
[GRELL???]

[brightred]

Fu~ku~da~ [She says, as a warning. She kisses Omi again.]

Remember what I said about gagging you?

[housewolf]

... You know, we'll need lube for this?

[holeful]

I don't think there is any? We've been improvising.

[He was just warned but surely if he's helping it's fine???]

[brightred]

What do you mean? [That does pull her up a little short. What are both of you talking about?]

[housewolf]

What have you been improvising with?

[Now this is the important discussion.]

[holeful]

Just like... whatever's at hand?

[Why did you think Fukuda would be helpful.]

[brightred]

Improvising what?

[housewolf]

The lube.

[holeful]

... Oh, maybe that wasn't invented in the time Grell was alive?

[brightred]

[???]

Are you talking about something to make penetration easier? [She's putting context clues together!]

You can just use spit, I don't mind that.

[housewolf]

Yeah, that's what lube is. We had it on the ship.

[holeful]

I already looked to see if they had some at the store, but they don't.

[Why is Fukuda still talking.]

[brightred]

If you really insist on finding something, you can just use cooking oil.

[housewolf]

Should we go get that now?

[holeful]

I could go get it if you untied me?

[brightred]

If you insist on it, fine. [They are really stopping for lube??? Fine.]

[housewolf]

[Yes.

Sorry, Grell.

Omi's going to start untying Fukuda.]

[holeful]

[You fool! Fukuda steals Grell and leaves. Cucking averted.

No just kidding he dutifully goes to fetch the cooking oil which is NOT an acceptable substitute for lube but here we are.]

[brightred]

[You futuristic characters with your sex education!

Anyways, Grell isn't going to let something like Fukuda being away on an errand stop her from making progress with Omi.

What kind of situation will he find when he gets back?]

[housewolf]

[Yes, the far off and distant future of 2020.

They're both undressed and on the bed, Omi over Grell and biting into her shoulder.]