"Hehehe..."
She runs her claws along his shirt.
"Show me what you can do."
"I can rise to the occaision~"
Pressing his lips to her ear and whispers sensually
"When duty calls of course~..."
She looks over at Freja, then to him.
"Can you impress me?"
"Hehehe..."
She runs her claws along his shirt.
"Show me what you can do."
She looks over at Freja, then to him.
"Can you impress me?"
"You doing...any of those things tonight~?"
Slow-dancing in place with her.
Rubbing the heel of her boot on his calf.
"I think that includes you."
She looks over at Freja, then to him.
"Can you impress me?"
Rubbing the heel of her boot on his calf.
"I think that includes you."
"I think we can be something special, Roksana~..."
"Does that interest you~?"
"Hehehe, thank you."
Slinging her arms over his neck.
Rubbing the heel of her boot on his calf.
"I think that includes you."
"Hehehe, thank you."
Slinging her arms over his neck.
"Stuff can be replaced~..."
Dipping her and running his hand along her leg
"But you're one of a kind~"
"Will you, huh~? What if I eat all your stuff?"
"Hehehe, thank you."
Slinging her arms over his neck.
"Will you, huh~? What if I eat all your stuff?"
"But I'll always make an exception for you~"
She looks up at him, opening her mouth to show her sharp teeth.
"Will you, huh~? What if I eat all your stuff?"
She looks up at him, opening her mouth to show her sharp teeth.
He grins to her, putting a finger under her chin and lifting her gaze up.
She giggles.
"Глаза боятся, а руки делают"
She looks up at him, opening her mouth to show her sharp teeth.
She giggles.
"Глаза боятся, а руки делают"
"I wouldn't consider a harmless prank a lie."
He severs the head from the body of the fish then eats it
Roxy claps her hands once.
"I wouldn't lie."
She giggles.
"Глаза боятся, а руки делают"
Roxy claps her hands once.
"I wouldn't lie."
Roksana folds her arms.
"If you eat enough, you can see wider."
Roxy claps her hands once.
"I wouldn't lie."
Roksana folds her arms.
"If you eat enough, you can see wider."
"You know...I wouldn't mind if it didn't have the eyes still..."
Smiling.
Roksana folds her arms.
"If you eat enough, you can see wider."
Smiling.
Fried.
"Uhhh..."
"...ooh, whatever could that be..."
Smiling.
"...ooh, whatever could that be..."
After much toil, they finally find it. A quiet little tent at the edge of the festival.
"No, shrimp is gross."
"...ooh, whatever could that be..."
"No, shrimp is gross."
"I see some fried shrimp over there." He points
"Do you like shellfish?"
"Hmm... All looks okay."
"No, shrimp is gross."
"Hmm... All looks okay."
Ferrying her around looking for the grilled fish.
There's plenty of it.
"Anyone making fish?"
"Hmm... All looks okay."
"Anyone making fish?"
"Haahhh... I'm hungry, let's get some food." Taking her hand and pulling her back to the festival
"That's just as good..."
"Anyone making fish?"
"That's just as good..."
It takes a second...but the potato misses and bonks Freja on the head.
"That's just as good..."
Aiming...
Taking a deep breath...
Roksana points.
"Right there."
Roksana points.
"Right there."
Looking around from their vantage point.
Roksana points.
"Right there."
Getting up
"Let's test it out?"
Roksana sits up, stretching.
"How far do you think you can hit?"
Roksana sits up, stretching.
"How far do you think you can hit?"
Laughing with her, though not as hard
She rolls onto her side, wheezing.
Roksana sits up, stretching.
"How far do you think you can hit?"
She rolls onto her side, wheezing.
*THOOMP*
She rolls onto her side, wheezing.
"Someone dunked her already, but she's getting back on."
Peeking through is scope.
She's holding onto his back, hands on his pecs.
She's holding onto his back, hands on his pecs.
Running to his hut with Roksana in tow.
He has his own mini fabricator and he makes a potato gun.
She's holding onto his back, hands on his pecs.
Holding onto him.