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[eiattu_pride]

Rial's working, stretched out on the couch and staring at a datapad. Totally not actually comprending anything.

He wonders briefly where Plourr is, and whether or not he can convince her that they should have another holiday.

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[fighting_mad]

A startled noise, and then she's wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders, letting her chin tip back as she laughs through hitched breaths.

[eiattu_pride]

Rial stops when he reaches the door, and mumbles into her cleavage, "I need to open the door, my princess."

[fighting_mad]

"On it," she says, skirt hiked up to the tops of her thighs, and she reaches behind herself and turns the doorknob with very little fumbling.

[eiattu_pride]

"Excellent," he murmurs against her neck, and they step through.

[fighting_mad]

'At least for a while,' Plourr had said, but time has a tendency to get away from them.

Tonight is no exception.