“oh. my. god. ” (huehuehuehuehe fjagdja)

First Kiss Prompts !

The young woman leaned back, colourless ears pinned flat against her head, whiskers along her muzzle bristled like from electricity and her eyes narrowed to thin slits as if she had bitten on something sour: "Yeh, same, I had kissed Wookies who had less kriffing hairs in their mouth. That beard is kriffing torture." Zivs fluffy ears turned around, listening after the last steps of the stormtroopers on the street outside for her still herable over the buzzing of the music in the cantina. And when those steps finally drowned in the waves of noises of the busy night she finally slided off Lalos lap and casually adjusted her skirts over her knees almost modestly again as she sat down on the bench beside him.Ziv had noticed the stormtroopers walking into tha cantina only at the edge of her awareness, their white armors looking like shrouds in her blurred vision, so she had reacted promptly like she had reacted promptly a million times before in the last years to hide herself.

At this hour of the night the cantina was well visited- spacers danced, sat togetehr and drank, laughed, yelled and were a perfect shield to hide behind annonymity. The streetlights from outsid reflected on the thick clouds of burned Marcan Herb hanging in the air inside, dyeing the normally violet smoke in every colour possiblly detectable for the eye.

Ziv tapped demonstrative a claw against her upper lip where Lalo had his beard- she had never kissed a male Tynnan before-and neither another member of her species for that matter-, so she could not say if the pelt of other members of her species was as uncomfortably wiry as a humanoids beard, but that was nothing she would tell Lalo. Instead she only winked up to him teasingly, grinning up at the humanoid with a mouth full of razorsharp teeth that looked very far from soothing: "How about I buy you a drink now, to get some kriffing colour back in your face, pup?"

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