Before she could say anymore, she welcomed his lips against her own, his hand exploring first along her chest before lowering past her waistband. Tiamat whimpered and wrapped her arms over his shoulders, fingers intertwining with his soft black hair as she tried not to make too much noise to draw them a crowd from the patrons who were hopping from club to club. She felt helpless against his touch and yet impassioned; the Force rippled around her, metal cannisters creaked as she held Altair tightly, letting him enjoy himself as much she was enjoying him.
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At some point, her red hair had fallen out of its messy bun and now it was rather wild until she quickly combed her fingers through, trying to make it as neat and semi-normal as possible. She wasn't sure where the hair tie had fallen, but she quickly discovered she didn't have another, and her step was just a little lop-sided as she tried to continue the last few meters to the shop to get her parts. There were no words she could find in the moment, just bashful giggles anytime she caught his gaze; her arm was wrapped around his waist as she tucked herself under his arm to occasionally bury her face in his shoulder.
"Your surprises are great too you know." she said as they would enter the parts shop. It would be quick, finding exactly what she needed as she measured out the coils and picked up a couple new tools to make repairs as smooth as possible. Getting what she needed, they were ready to return to the ship, more sober than she was only an hour earlier, it would make the flight to Corellia...safer.
She sat at the controls in the cockpit of the ship, prepping for hyperspace as she waited for the navigation computer track their path. Her mind swirled with thoughts of where she considered home, an eagerness to return the location that seemed to hold only tranquility for the woman. "I hope you like this place too." she told Altair, "I've never brought anyone else there."
@Sreeya