How long has that sun been shining?

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Well, that happened.

Nocturne's hotel room is covered in interesting webbing-shapes, some of which have begun to dissolve. They've been asleep together undisturbed since the web-hammock gave out after a few hours and dropped them onto the bed. The webbing around the window, designed to keep any of that pesky light from intruding on them, is starting to fade as well.

The weird voice of the Tallus swirled in his dreams.

And suddenly, Miguel's eyes shoot open.

In a somewhat-hoarse voice, he worries aloud to the ceiling.

"Holy shock, I hope we weren't the fatal loins."

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TJ stirs next to Miguel, yellow eyes opening at the sound of his voice.

"Hmm? What? Did you say something?"

Nocturne is not a morning person. Especially after a very... active night. Slowly, she sits up and begins to sleepily rub bits of webbing off the fur on her arms. Looks like it's going to be a long shower this morning.

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No, that doesn't make sense... why would they jump HERE if anyone on the team was a fatal loin?

"Nothing," he replies, forcing himself awake... and reaching over instinctively to stroke her tail. That amazingly talented tail.

"Sorry. Just a mild panic attack about nothing. Happens occasionally."

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"Not good," she says, laying back down and resting a hand on his chest. "Maybe you should just lay here and relax for a while until it passes. Then maybe call room service for breakfast. I know I worked up an appetite."

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That strange, blue, three-fingered hand with surprisingly little loss of dexterity.

She gets a smirk, though.

"Only if you lay on top of me and relax with me."

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"I think this can be arranged," she replied, laying back down and resting her head on his chest. "The maids are going to hate us," she realized with a laugh. "I think this might call for a really good tip."

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"Nah, it'll be fine," he returns, his fingers still playing idly with her tail as he kisses her forehead. "The webbing dissolves on its own after a while. Just keep the Do Not Disturb sign on the door for today, and tomorrow she'll only need a vacuum."

Then, he takes a moment to try to figure out how best to interlock his five fingers with her three fingers.

"That is, unless we mess the place up again tonight..."

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She actually giggles at that, looking up at him with her chin resting on his chest. "I think I like this plan. Assuming we don't do anything today to prevent it from coming to be," such as getting killed or maimed by mutant gangsters "I say we move ahead with this plan. Might as well make full use of these comfy rooms while we can."

She nuzzles against him now, one fuzzy blue arm draping over him. "Like the bed. This is a nice bed."

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"Well... it was nicer before I clawed up the sheets," he observes, one hand reaching to look at the shredded linen, hoisting it up by one of his talons.

"I think you're right about the big tip."

The other hand has slid to the base of her tail, stroking idly against that fuzzy flesh of her backside.

"So... tell me. Have you been secretly wanting into my tights this whole time, or am I just a whim?"

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"Since I saw you without the mask," she tells him, lips spreading into another wide grin. "Although the costume does make for a very nice view as well," she adds.

"How 'bout you?" she counters. "Been curious about the tail since we met?" she teases, wrapping it playfully around his wrist.

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"Oh, man... I'd been second-guessing the costume ever since my brother's crazy girlfriend wouldn't shut up about my butt..."

His face flushes a little.

"But it was the blue first. Blue people are pretty scarce in 2099. Honestly... it was all... it was mostly intellectual curiosity until you actually let me touch your hand. Then I realized you were pretty cool. But still... I didn't think this at all."

"Been a long while since I let myself think of anything like this. But that gets into sob stories I'm sure you don't care about."

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"Itellectual curiosity leading to marathon lovemaking. I think that's an entirely new one," she says and laughs. "Sex for science! I like it. Maybe we can conduct a few more experiments in the near future. I'm sure I can think of a few new ways to go about things..." she trails off and closes her eyes once again, getting herself as close to him as possible.

"Right now, though, I'm all for happily snoozing until we have to go save the world."

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Wow, she's warm. And exceptionally soft.

"Sure. I'll be here. Uh... stroking the fuzz on your boob."