stuck_mynock | RP with Aeryn Sun.

"I'm pretty sure that's not going to happen," Atton said, sounding quite sure of himself. "Who'd I have to irritate if I wasn't speaking to you?" He grinned, leaning in to kiss her again.

So, so, so, so going to regret it in the morning. The mun may not stop saying that. Ever.

Aeryn put her hands up to his chest to push him away and somehow nothing happened.

The soldier, who'd been so strong, was suddenly just another pathetic woman.

Atton would have objected to that statement, except that he couldn't read minds ~~yet~~ and was a bit busy anyway.

As it is, he simply continued to kiss her, easing her down onto her back.

Aeryn kissed back, reluctant to put her arms around him, but enjoying it very much. Her brain seemed to be in a kind of stuck mode.

Atton broke the kiss for a moment, to breath. He took the chance to remark, sounding even more slurred than he did before.
"We're a bit overdressed, aren't we?"

Aeryn's eyes widened with fright. Not that she hadn't had many casual sexual encounters before, but she'd suddenly became aware that this was Atton.

"Atton, I..."

Her tongue didn't seem to be working properly.

Atton, despite being so drunk he'd be hard pressed to tell you his name and where he was, was still surprisingly observant.

"Is there something wrong?"

"I don't think we should do this."

The feeling of his body pressed against hers was surprisingly nice. She didn't want to not do it.

"Would this by any chance be because I'm drunk?" The way he said it, he might have been talking about the weather.

"Yes. I have suspicions about my own mindset too."

She hadn't moved. Despite her words.

"Hm," Atton wasn't good with personal conversations when sober. When drunk he was hopeless. "I'm really enjoying this? I think I'd enjoy it if I was sober too."

Aeryn couldn't help but grin.

"That's because you're a male tralk and I'm probably the first woman to resist your ale laden charms."

"That's not fair!" Atton exclaimed. "Alright, alright. How about we don't frack like gizka, and instead go to sleep, and then see how we feel when sober?" It's a surprisingly sensible thing to suggest for one as drunk as Atton.

"Or we could just forget about the consequences till tomorrow morning." He much preferred that idea.

Aeryn gave a small smile. She was sorely tempted by the second choice.

"I think...the sleep might be a better idea."

"Fair enough." He doesn't sound well-chuffed, but rolls off her anyway and wraps an arm round her, quickly falling off to sleep.

Aeryn is surprised but impressed by his quick agreeance, it is slightly disturbing how quickly he falls asleep. She prods him to make sure he is really asleep.

Atton wriggles slightly and makes a muffled, irritated sounding noise, before settling back to complete silence.

Aeryn lays there for a few moments before getting up and searching for a piece of paper and a pen of some kind. Her search is bearing no fruit.

Atton makes several noises and his arm moves slightly, as if feeling around for her.

Aeryn grimaces slightly, creeping around quietly and eventually unearthing something papery looking.

Atton rolls over, snuffling. How one snuffles, the mun doesn't know.

She checks Attons pockets for anything Pennish.

The mun knows that Pennish isn't a word.

Aeryn isn't going to find anything. Atton comes from a reality where datapads are used for writing, and besides, hasn't got anything to write. Atton twitches slightly as she searches his pockets, wriggling a bit.

Aeryn sighs, yawns a bit and gives up. She curls up at the opposite end of the bed, kicking her boots off onto a pile of junk.

Atton woke up a while later, yawning and rubbing his eyes slightly. He looked around the room, taking in Aeryn lying at the end of the bed, and it all came rushing back.

Conveniently, there was a wall for him to bang his head against right next to the bed.

"Frackfrackfrackfrack." He cursed, knocking his head against the wall in time to his exclaimations.

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