Yan Sun blushes as she listens to Jessica, squirming in place, too tangled up with her to really move. "I'm-... I don't 'get weird'!" she protests. "It's just... embarrassing! To talk about it out loud. It feels... inappropriate," she adds with a small shrug, focusing on a piece of chipped concrete behind Jessica.
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Jessica blinks, genuine confusion seeming to settle into her features which slowly melts back into amusement as she studies Yan Sun. Annoying, smug amusement, underlined with an even more annoying grin. "In... appropriate." she repeats with bewilderment before shaking her head, brow furrowing. "What is in-a-ppropriate about this?!" she asks, her accent making the word sound like three slurred together on her tongue. Her fresh piercing
Yan Sun lets out a grumbling whine, resting her forehead against Jessica's shoulder for a moment before drawing a breath and lifting her head, once again meeting the gaze of the woman in front of her. "I'm just... not used to talking about... sex." An almost comical wince. "And- and talking about what I'm into, I, you know... I feel like I'm going to be judged," she adds, speaking quickly, a small, uncomfortable smile crossing her lips at
Jessica snorts, giving a small shake of her head as if in disbelief. "No, no, no!" she snickers overtop the end of Yan Sun's words. "This is what I am judging you for!" she teases. "For being a little bitch about it! Not for saying the shit that you are into. How I am supposed to know what you like? Mmm?" she continues hum, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "Is not some big fucking deal."
Yan Sun lets out a faint, huffed laugh, looking up at the ceiling above and leaning back a little. "I knooow..." she exclaims, lingering for a moment before looking back to Jessica with an embarrassed but warm grin. "I'm not saying it makes sense! It's stupid. But..." A brief, sad flicker in her smile. "...it's hard to shake." Her eyes travel across Jessica's face for a moment, taking in half-obscured details in the dim light. "That's-...
that's one of the great things about you, though. You don't give a fuckabout what anyone else thinks. You just barrel ahead. It makes it easier for me too." She grows quieter towards the end, a sudden tenderness accompanies the final admission, but it's quickly shattered as she speaks again, in little more than a whisper-turned-hushed-giggle. "And... you're really good at figuring out what I like." She bites down on her returning
Jessica gives a dismissive shrug of her shoulders at Yan Sun's comment about her not caring about what others think. That's everyone else's problem, not hers. But as Yan Sun continues, her smile returns, and there's a definite shift in the way she studies Yan Sun, head lulling lazily to one side. A sharpness to it and a subtle change in her grin. But then her gaze falls to the bottle resting in Yan Sun's hand and she brings a hand
beneath it, nudging it upward with her fingertips. Whatever was on her mind is exhaled in a breath. "Go on, slut. Drink." she orders, leaning back slightly and planting her palm just behind her to prop herself up. "Or else I am going to have to fuck you."
Yan Sun 's grin flashes wider for a moment and she ducks her head, cheeks red. She takes a breath and then lifts the bottle to her lips, taking a long swig, the harsh taste more palatable with her growing buzz. Still, a cough muffled against the back of her hand follows, eyes watering a little as she lowers the bottle. "Bleh..." A gust of wind sweeps through the barren concrete structure, rustling a tarp pinned under a spool of wire in a
distant corner, and making Yan Sun's hair flutter as it brings the scent of the ocean and the city below with it. There's a bit of chill to it, but certainly no bite like Aite.
Jessica doesn't seem to mind the breeze, gaze panning back out towards the city, smile continuing to decorate her lips as she's reminded that the rest of the world exists. Given the precarious position of her beer on the blanket, she scoops it up to keep it from being knocked and she uses the opportunity to take a long pull from the bottle. She sucks in her lips as her gaze is inadvertantly drawn back to Yan Sun.
Yan Sun sets the baijiu back down between them, clearing her throat faintly since it's still stinging a bit. Her gaze meets Jessica's as she settles back comfortably. Her head tilts a little as she asks: "What are you thinking about...?"
Jessica sets the beer down beside her, hand remaining loosely clenched around the neck of the bottle. Yan Sun's question draws a faint shake of her head. "Nothing." she lies, her grin betraying her, but she doesn't let it linger. "What you are thinking about?" she turns it back on Yan Sun, the booze making itself known just a hair in her tone.
Yan Sun lets out a transparent, mischievous giggle, abandoning the baijiu to take a swig from her alcopop to wash away the flavor. She rests her arms on Jessica's shoulders, bottle still in hand as she crosses them loosely behind her back and leans in closer. "Mm... that I don't believe you."
Jessica gives a roll of her eyes but shifts slightly to accomidate Yan Sun when she leans in. "You are calling me a liar?" she asks, a playful threat tinting her words.
Yan Sun snorts softly, the bottom of her half-empty bottle bumping lightly against Jessica's back as she shifts back slightly to see her better. "Yes. Definitely," she says matter of factly before leaning in once more. "It's a good thing you're not very good at it..." she teases, almost leaning in for another kiss before her gaze falls on medigel-coated piercings, stopping her in her tracks.
Jessica narrows her eyes, a slight pout crossing her features. "Fuck you." she says without much convinction. Her attention drops down to Yan Sun's lips when she leans in, seemingly predicting her intentions. But when Yan Sun pauses, her gaze flicks back up. She pokes at the back of her teeth with her tongue for a moment, the warmth of her breath felt at this proximity. As if tired of waiting for something that'll never come, she gives
another roll of her eyes and leans in, pressing a kiss against Yan Sun's lips. It's a hard kiss. Hungry. And the tip of her tongue parts Yan Sun's lips and slithers inside. There's a brief, new sensation as the unyielding metal of the piercing presses into soft flesh, her tongue dancing across Yan Sun's before she pulls back just a hair. Not enough to break the kiss, exactly. She lingers, lips still meeting her partner's,
unbothered by the stinging sensation left in her tongue. "What did I say about being a little bitch? Mmm?" she asks quietly, her words felt on Yan Sun's lips. "If you are wanting to kiss me, then kiss me."
Yan Sun is caught off-guard when Jessica leans in, the strange sensation of the piercing quckly grabbing her attention. She's still a little stunned as Jessica pulls back enough to speak, breathing heavy and a fresh flush on her face, but her words bring a flash of determination as she leans in to return the kiss, unable to resist the urge to play with the piercing, her tongue feeling out the unfamiliar shape. This can't possibly be good for
Jessica's healing, but she's a few too many drinks in to care. A giggly mumble of "You taste like antiseptic..." slips out as the kiss breaks, her right hand still holding her alcopop behind Jessica, but her left, skin alight with intricate circuitboard glow, slips between them, index finger tracing her partner's collarbone with the faint fluttering sensation of her now active micro-mass effect field emitters.
Jessica seems entirely unconcerned about the potential healing complications. That's a later-Jessica problem. Now-Jessica has more important matters to attend to and the faint throbbing left on her tongue isn't enough to get in the way of those matters. She presses her tongue against the corner of her mouth, lips parted to display her new accessory. "You like it?" she asks between breaths, the sudden tingling against her collarbone