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WHO: BORJAS AND CHINGSHIHS????
WHERE: CHINGSHIH TERRITORYYYYYY
OPEN/CLOSED: CLOSED WOW
WHEN: Day 3, morning

[Hey chingshihs guess what

astra wants to talk to you

also maybe other borjas EOS??? since trades are wanted]

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[waves]

Morning, Astra. Congratulations, you're our first guests.

Is that so? How surprising, really.

I guess we didn't make an impression New Year's Eve.

Really? But I think everyone was impressed with your heroics.

This place hasn't got any use for a hero.

No, I suppose not. I'm sure if anything, everyone else is thinking something like -- Ching Shih's Prime is a soft-hearted person who would rush to the enemy's aid, what an idiot. Right?

Bingo.

Ah, well. Either way, that's convenient enough for me, since it means no one else will be rushing to form an alliance with you.

Is that why you're here now?

Of course.

Good to hear.

Ah, really?

You should meet everybody else, though.

Of course, of course. I'm very glad that you're amenable to the idea.

Borja's been nothing but friendly.

Ah, that's right. On that note, I do owe you something, don't I?

You want to take care of it now?

[hey smoke

do you know what time it is

time for astra to touch your face]

No time like the present, I think.

[tilts for it, just slightly]

Then follow me. My room's plenty big enough.

Please, lead the way.

[it's not a long walk. The room is spacious but sparse, mostly just a bed still. Smoke shuts the door firmly behind them, letting Astra get her bearings]

Sorry it's not much to look at it.

I'm not looking at the room anyway.

[AND YOU KNOW, SHE SURE ISN'T. mostly she is looking at yuri, and his chest. and also his pants, which she is casually unbuttoning, yeahh.]

[Smoke, a helper, just pulls his shirt off over his head before threading a hand into her hair and tugging her top off]

I appreciate that Borja's always got their eye on the prize.

Aren't you the same way? Your eyes are pretty sharp, it seems to me.

[stroking his dick as soon as she can get her hands on it, eager. her mouth goes to his neck, kissing and biting. she seems to be experimenting, almost, seeing what gets a reaction.]

That's why we'll get along just fine.

[Yuri's contained, but the sharper nips get a throaty hum and he bares more of her throat for her. His own hands keep busy, stroking indulgently down the full curve of her back before sliding forward to palm over a breast]