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Reia was laughing along with him and enjoyed the embrace. She knew joined Trills were cooler by nature and wondered if he took his showers that way as well. Growing up in sun baked Australia she had a love for all things warm.

“I won’t worry about the bracelet for now. This seems like a lot more fun.” she said smiling up at him.

• Reia

Dagen couldn’t help but quickly kiss Reia before letting her go. She was so warm to him and he liked that, though on joined Trills that typically was manifesting with their hands. He didn’t need to but guided her the rest of the short distance with his hand at the small of her back. =^= Computer .. initiate shower. Dagen standard. =^= As the shower hissed to life he stepped in. Immediately his carpet of hair flattened to his body. It was set to have a partial massage-like flow and was warm but not yet hot. Pulling Reia in with him he said, “Adjust it as you like. It is set to slowly get hotter as time goes on.” He stood there reveling in the dual sensations of the water and Reia. His fingers slid up to frame her face, palms just at her jaws as he tipped her head up to kiss her. “Much more fun,” he murmured.
-Dagen

Reia thought the shower would probably be just fine. As she returned his kiss, her right hand moved down his back, stopping at the small in order to pull him closer.

• Reia

Later, he was thinking of her hand, warm at his back and her lips, soft and moist. In the shower, apparently, her pheromones mixed will with humidity and how he had lost himself in the moment. The feeling of her so close and each kiss like taking a hit from some drug had him soon pressing her against the wall of the shower, his hands under her ..
“Sir? Chief?” came the voice of Seraph. “You were talking about the flow rate variations in the tertiary fusion outputs in the number two generator .. are you well?” Dagen became aware of a half dozen faces staring at him.
“Uhh,” he began. “Yes. Sorry.” He felt himself flushed. Was he blushing? “Mind went off the rails for a moment there.”
Seraph’s slim brow rose in a way that spoke volumes. She didn’t buy it and neither did Deeg. At least Bot didn’t look like he had read his mind. “Right. Flow rate variations …” he said, continuing his briefing, wondering what Reia was doing at that time.
Dagen

Dagen stretched out on the couch. Earlier this morning as he had been getting out of bed his foot had touched something cool. Looking down he saw something glinting. When he had picked it up he saw that it was Reia’s ankle bracelet. It was a fine thing, feminine, and he had stared at it for some time. Now, later, he was on the couch with his small collection of Reia paraphernalia about him .. her shirt and bracelet. He could still catch her pheromones off her shirt along with a faint, attractive perfume. He knew he needed to get moving on the ski trek and see Reia soon again. His ‘collection’ was now starting to make him look creepy. Chuckling at that thought, he set the bracelet down on the coffee table. This was as good a time as any to return it to her.

Rolling off the couch he picked up the bracelet and made his way out, hoping she was home.
- Dagen