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"Oh maybe one or two." She said, smiling more broadly again, "Just wanted to make sure I'd actually be able to keep you up all night without anyone getting in trouble, that's all."

Not that she figured Rey would have accepted the initial invitation if she didn't have time, but she was just making sure.

"One or two! I bet that'll change sooner rather than later - maybe you'll get inspired to try more", Rey grinned, shrugging. It was pretty safe to say that any interest she had in her dinner has long waned. "I don't anticipate any trouble whatsoever ... maybe if we get a little loud? But I'm sure there are ways to make sure that doesn't happen."

Her grin was maybe a little sharper than it had any real right to be, but it wasn't a threat in the least, if anything it was a little bit of a challenge, "If we're out in the barge, I don't think we'd be able to get loud enough to bother anybody." After all, her ship was large enough that it had to use one of the landing pads out in the field, too big to be held in one of the base's hangars.

There was no real hint of danger in it, and Rey trusted Alanna completely - had no reason not to. This was just ... heightening the anticipation of things yet to come. "I suppose that's true enough. No one'll be sneaking around trying to listen in, anyway. Still, though, the possibility is there. After all, I still have no clue as to what you might do with me."

"Well finish up your cake and you can find out." She replied, smiling easily once more, already having finished her own dish, though mostly that was because it had only been a few bites worth.

"I can have cake anytime", Rey answered, a first for her, since she really rather enjoyed it, and every opportunity that she had in order to enjoy it. "It can wait. I think I'm okay with heading out now, if you don't mind."

"Or you could bring it with." She said, "I mean, it's a small cake and a long walk, it'll probably be finished before we get there."

Not that the landing area was that far away from the base, really, but it was definitely a bit of a walk, especially as they had to go through a good two thirds of the base to get outside from where they were.

"I could", Rey replied, pondering the merits of taking it along. "I mean, it might just make me all the sweeter. You'll have to tell me."

Rey would like to think that with the right motivation, the walk would go quicker than usual. She'd also like to think that she and Alanna have more than enough of the right sort of motivation to make it a reality.

"I'm ready when you are."

"Yeah? We'll let's go." She unfolded smoothly from her own seat, depositing her tray in the rack by the door, once again impressed by just how organized the Resistance base really was.

She hadn't been exaggerating the long walk, not that it was unbearable, it was just that the landing field really was at the opposite side of the base than the mess, enough so that it was almost faster to go outside and walk around the building instead of going straight through, but only almost.

Alanna's barge was in the comfortable in-between state she usually kept it in when she was hauling cargo and not running a casino or a non-denominational temple. She smiled again as she led Rey across the cargo hold to the living area, "Home sweet home."

Rey had enough manners not to stuff what was left of the cake directly into her mouth, rather, she nibbled at it on the walk across base to Alanna's shuttle. The early evening was pleasant enough, and although she was very eager to see for herself the jewelry in the photo she'd been sent earlier, she wasn't in too much of a hurry to get there.

Yeah, from out here, there was really no chance of anything being overheard unless someone made it a point to come and be curious all the way past the barracks and hangars and outlying buildings.

Once inside, Rey gave the space a cursory once-over, but really, her attention was mostly on Alanna herself. "Looks good to me."

"Well if you like that, you're going to love this." She replied, grinning as she led Rey down the corridor to the Captain's quarters. The rooms were in the heart of the ship, well and away from the viewports and surrounded on all sides by further cargo holds and with the crew's quarters -two other rooms that were empty at the moment aside from basic furnishings as Alanna ran the ship on her own- across the corridor.

The room was comfortably furnished, bulkhead walls softened with hanging silks and the bed curtained by a beaded drape. It wasn't exactly done up like someone's romanticated idea of some pirate's vice den, but nearly so, mostly because that was how Alanna liked it.

Rey had no reason to doubt that - usually, when Alanna made such promises, she lived up to them. And that was part of the reason why she was even here right now! The promise of seeing what she'd seen in that photo up close and in person. But first, she's going to follow along and enjoy spending some time away from everything else with a person that she's enjoyed spending time with the few opportunities they've had in order to do so.

"I love it", she breathed, looking around at everything in turn. "Very comfortable. Nicer than my room here!" Although she did enjoy her room, the sunlight as it streamed in through the window, and plants she's learning how to care for in her spare time.

"I've stayed in the rooms here." She said, "They're better than a lot of other places." Her smile tilted then, one brow arching just a little as she took a half-step back towards the bed, fingers already toying with the buttons at the neck of her shirt, "But I'm pretty sure you didn't come all the way out here to talk about the furniture."

Rey had to agree. It was better than the place that she'd grown up, that was for sure. Now, at least, she had friends, and she was as safe as she could possibly be, given the circumstances. She was ... happy.

But she wasn't here to discuss those things, no, although she felt a bit embarrassed to be allowed to watch as openly as she was. "No, I suppose I didn't. I believe that you have something very interesting to show me."

"Oh I like to think so." She replied with a wink, flicking open shirt buttons easily and just slipping out of the garment in question. The undershirt was strapless and soft, a bandeau that was mostly just there to keep her from jingling when she walked.

She toyed with the twist-knot at the front of it with her fingertips, one brow arching, "You want to do the honors?"

Rey was entirely certain that no matter what, she was not going to end up disappointed. And the teasing nature of the reveal. And it wasn't like she was the most impatient person on the face of the planet, but after that photo earlier, she was quite eager to see for herself.

While she was perfectly happy to watch, at least for the time being, there was no denying that her fingers were itching to do just that. A few quick steps forward, and Rey was nodding her agreement, reaching out to touch at the knot, too. "I do. I really, really do."

She cursed her fingers for being so shaky, even if they weren't slow to work at the knot and to get it undone. And once it was, it was an easy enough matter of removing the undershirt altogether.

"Oh - ", she murmured, clearly in awe. "I mean ... wow."

Give her a moment, she'd somehow find a way to be a little more eloquent than that.

The one thing that could be said for the chain was that it was a lot sparklier in person than it had been in the picture, the links were faceted and set at irregular intervals with crystal chips. It was also just long enough to dangle and not pull taut even when Alanna moved, though right at the moment she was just standing still, hands on her hips and one brow arched.

She didn't exactly have her chest thrust out, though her shoulders were relaxed back and down, so nearly so, amused as anything by the obvious awe in Rey's expression.

The photo really didn't do it any justice whatsoever. It was much more sparkly in person, it did draw the eye - not that Alanna herself didn't! Rey was just ... a little overwhelmed, honestly, but in only the best ways possible. She had a vivid imagination, but the reality of the situation was far better than anything she could have dreamed up herself.

"Does it hurt?", she asked, running the tip of one finger gently along the length of the chain. "I mean, if it gets pulled ... would that hurt, or ... ?"

"It did a little when they first went in, but it was bearable. Like this? It's just there, I mean, I can feel the weight and the movement of the chain," And the tautness of her nipples was probably proof of that, "But that alone doesn't hurt."

Her smile tilted, gone just a little wicked at the question, "Pulling would hurt a little, but not in a bad way, not right off, anyway." And she didn't figure Rey would yank with no regard to the way it would feel, Alanna had found her to be far more conscientious than that about most things.

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"Yeah", Rey murmured, more than interested in finding out for herself just what reaction a quick, gentle tug would coax out of Alanna. But she could wait ... for a little while. "I suppose that makes sense. You'd get used to it after a while, the weight and the feel of it. And, then, I'm sure, it begins to feel pleasurable. Like ... if I tugged just a little right now, I bet that wouldn't be so bad."

A pause, the quick wetting of lips that have suddenly gone dry, the unavoidable tinge of pink darkening her cheeks. "Can I try?"

"Wouldn't be too bad at all." She replied, voice having dipped a little, a warm murmur, the way it did when she was getting ready to sweet-talk a potential meal. Not that Rey was in any danger of that happening.

She smiled at the question, though honestly it was as much at the question as it was at the blush and at the flicker of Rey's tongue. She shifted her shoulders back just a little, pushing her chest forward that same fraction, "Oh please do."

The chain is not exactly an accoutrement that she'd seriously consider for herself, but it looks good on Alanna. Better than good, if Rey was being honest, which was probably clearly evident by the way she couldn't quite take her eyes away, and when she could, only for a moment.

She wasn't in the least bit afraid, and had no real reason to be. They'd worked well together a handful of times before, and although this was an entirely new situation, that dynamic hadn't really changed.

And then she is invited to give in to her curiosity, not only verbally, but in the way that Alanna shifted just a touch closer, and although it took a moment to register, eventually, two fingers and her thumb gripping the thin chain gently, she pulled. Not hard, but with enough force to generate a reaction.

A good reaction, she was hoping.

Alanna hadn't ever really gotten out of the habit of breathing, not that she strictly needed to anymore, and that gentle tug was enough to elicit a stuttered little intake of breath, though it escaped again as a warm hum, the corner of her lip catching between her teeth as her smile spread.

Even just that amount of stimulation was enough to have her nipples drawing fully taut, not quite enough to have goosebumps breaking out across the rest of her skin, but nearly so, which was why her response was a low, mostly-amused: "Again?"

What a wonderful reaction it was, though! And Rey was fully devoted to taking in every breath, every noise, every goosebump and shiver and especially the way she caught her lip between her teeth, which really didn't do anything to quell the pleased smile that turned her lips up at the edges - the one that caused Rey's heart to flip, and a warmth to begin spreading from her belly outward.

Alright. That felt ... really, really good.

And although she was a bit dazed, she still managed to nod her agreement to the question. The next time she pulled, it'd be just a touch harder than before, the hope being for an even more intense reaction than the first, eager for it.

That one definitely got a prickle of goosebumps raising down both arms and had her breath stuttering again, eyes fluttering partway closed only to open again as she finally exhaled, leaning towards the tug just a little, not quite swaying but nearly so.

Her voice was still dipped low, still warm and just a little rough at the edges, "That's the way." She knew it wouldn't be enough on its own to do more than get her going, but she sincerely doubted at this point that Rey would object to more, if they got up to it and Alanna herself definitely wouldn't object.

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