12/31/2023 0 Comments Galaxy fighters pegasaurus![]() “Aw, c’mon - I already seen it all anyways,” he says, eyes still glued to her breasts appreciatively. ![]() The Ravager captain seems to enjoy the….momentum…that her motions have caused. “Hey! Eyes up here,” she hisses, motioning wildly towards her face. ![]() Well, it’s obvious that he would be! Unfortunately, he realizes that she is also still nude and his eyes immediately drop down past her collarbone. Nehlan can’t help but stare because he’s blue all over. He claws his way back up on the bed and squints at her, rubbing at his tailbone. The arrow spins in a sad little loop and flops to the mattress in defeat. “What in the hell-” the rest of his yell is abruptly cut off as he falls off of her bed and down onto the floor. Wide, startled red eyes meet hers as the Ravager flails upright with a piercing whistle that causes a wave of agony to roll through her head and a Yaka arrow to burst through her wall. The reflexive scream jolts him awake in an instant. She shrieks upon realizing that she’s had enthusiastic, acrobatic sex with none other than Yondu Udonta. Reaching out a trembling hand, Nehlan whisks the covers the rest of the way off of last night’s bed partner. Nehlan can’t remember the last time she’s seen anyone with blue skin, except for…for… He’s lying on his stomach with his face turned away from her, but when she slowly folds back a part of the blanket the idiotic ‘purple’ comment becomes clear – in contrast to her reddish skin, he seems to be…blue. The pounding in her head intensifies as Nehlan thinks about sitting up, so she decides to carefully roll over just enough to see who she’d fallen into bed with. It doesn’t even make sense, she thinks, slowly opening her eyes again. It had all started with the dumbest pickup line she’s ever heard: “Hey, pretty girl – wanna go make some purple?” There was even some whistling involved, she thinks, which is just… bizarre. She can’t recall everything but Nehlan remembers a husky voice and some incredibly enthusiastic, not to mention acrobatic, sex. Lots and lots of alcohol…and some of the Ravagers who’d helped defend her people. She’d been out with a few of her fellow Millennians and there had been alcohol. After the battle with Ronan the Accuser, all of Xandar had celebrated – those who had survived, anyway. Nehlan closes her eyes, wondering what she’s gotten herself into this time as she tries to piece together exactly what had happened the previous night. This morning she’s feeling her alcohol-fueled missteps rather keenly because not only does it feel like three ships have taken up residence upon her skull, but she can also feel warm skin pressed up against her own. For another, she’s been known to make some very bad decisions that had seemed like brilliant ideas at the time. For one thing, it tends to leave her feeling as though a warship has parked directly on her head. There are several good reasons why Nehlan Dan doesn’t like to get drunk.
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