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The Following Morning
Gillian does pull Delia closer into a snuggle once they both recover enough to... you know... move.
Delia does likewise... eventually...
Delia plays with Gillian's tail, poking at it.
Gillian giggles, wiggling the little tuft of a tail.
Delia hums as she plays with the tuft: "I think I like 'pretty-tail' better."
Gillian turns her head to look back at the Corgi, "It's not as nice as yours. Not nearly as fluffy~"
Delia grins: "Something good of my predicament, I guess. If I never turned, I'd have a severe lack of fluffy."
Gillian giggles, still wiggling a bit, "My tail is just a little poof that's a bit ticklish. Not much you could do to style it... but we could give your tail quite a makeover if we wanted. Think of all the ribbons we could tie into it..." Probably something she wants more for herself than for Delia, honestly.
Delia nods, humming: "I guess something could be done." She squeezes her arms around Gillian's round firm butt as they lie on the bed: "But only if I get to hug your rear~" Possibly a moot point for her to say, but oh well.
Gillian eeps at the sudden hug, but continues laughing, "You can hug my butt whenever you want, love~. I think there's a saying, like 'My butt is your butt'... not literally... I mean... not like last night." She giggles again.
Delia giggles with a blush: "Okay yeah, maybe not that literally." She smiles up at her lover: "Though it was rather fun. Like, don't know if that makes me weird, but there's something about figuring how to... do things, when we were like that." She waves her legs in the air and her tail makes it obvious she's enjoying just being here and talking about this.
Gillian nods, blushing along, "It's not something I really ever considered, but that feeling of struggle, of being almost helpless and at each other's mercy... it was really fun. I don't think it makes you weird... it probably just makes 'us' weird instead."
Delia giggles softly as she squeezes at the Satyr's butt cheeks: "I can live with that. Everyone outside of Ad-Hoc already thinks I'm a weirdo, anyway." She plays with the tuft again: "Something about that restriction of freedom... Now I'm genuinely curious if we want to sometimes spend time like that, outside of sex..." She blushes a bit at that thought.
Gillian smiles, reaching down to stroke Delia's face as the corgi snugs her butt. "I'd be willing to try that, or anything else you might have in mind... maybe we should talk out what we're both comfortable with and actually like... plan this kind of thing a little better? I mean, the spontaneity was all my fault anyways! We could... we could do better, and have more fun with this kind of stuff, I bet."
Delia hums: "Well, you won't get me saying 'no' to planning. Especially planning fun sexytimes with you~" The corgi giggles at Gillian's touch: "I don't know, is there a chart or something for this sort of thing?"
Gillian shrugs, "Maybe we can find one online? And... e-mail that store about their location? More experiences can't be a bad thing... and more time with you can't be bad either~"
Delia blinks: "Why didn't I think of that. Huh." She smirks: "Oh well, we have time I guess, but worth looking into. Not that I need to spice up life with you, but... At the same time, why not?"
Gillian grins, "A good spice rack is the bulwark of any kitchen. You can trust me on that! So... this kind of spice is pretty similar, right? We don't need it, sure. Just adds flavor and depth to our together-time. And lets us get... um... a bit creative with things when we want~."
Delia giggles: "Magically creative at that. Whoever sold you that knew what they were talking about~." She prods at the tail tuft again, because why not.
Gillian wiggles her tail at the poke, the patch of her tail definitely a bit sensitive to being touched, even if Gillian doesn't always seem to notice or react otherwise. "Yeah... magic like that shouldn't have been that cheap either, but I guess they were confident in repeat customers?"
Delia giggles: "Or super niche audience. Don't know how many non-Demi's, or even Demi's, are into this sort of thing."
Gillian shrugs, grinning, "I didn't know I was into this sort of thing... it did kinda get me a bit turned on to think about... which is I guess why I bought it on an impulse."
Delia slowly runs her paws along Gillian's sides. "To be fair, I didn't know either... But it makes an awful lot of sense now, doesn't it?"
Gillian hums, curling up a bit to cuddle up closer with Delia, "I guess it does, yeah."
Delia smiles and half-massages, half-leans onto the Satyr. "Exploring stuff at our own pace~"
Gillian kisses Delia gently on the snout, "I'm quite happy to explore with you. And to explore you, too~."
Delia giggles, smirking: "Heh. I would be pretty surprised if after last night you said you never want to do such things again~"
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