#sylarvi

The good stuff that they had to hide from certain members of the crew, particularly ones with a medical leaning. The sort of stuff that melted just enough when you dug the spoon into it but didn't melt too quickly giving you time to actually savour it.

And it'd been perfect, the pair of them snuggled up, cheesy holo and icecream, Couldn't ask for more, they both would've been very content to stay like that for the evening. Any Jedi business was not allowed to come into this room until tomorrow.

And then Karuki had kissed him. And there was something about the taste of the icecream on her lips and even how they felt slightly cool against his that just turned what was a quick peck on the lips into something else entirely.

The Mirialan found himself breathing heavily, feeling light and giddy all over. “Syl?” He blinked, feeling a blush rise in his cheeks and stammered, “Urm... you taste really nice,” “Oh,” Karuki looked away for a moment, blushing herself until she turned back facing him with the bowl of icecream in her hand. “What are you...” He felt her finger against his chin and something cold .. “Oh,” He breathed and then found his breath caught in his throat as she licked him. His eyes met his and then somehow that lead to him lying back and her straddling him, pulling him into a playful kiss as she slipped his shirt up.

He looked up at her as she lent over him bowl in hand. His hands gripping the sheets, tension building in his chest as Karuki tipped the bowl and then...