#Kirill'sTruck – January 8, 2019

Yan Sun lies on her side next to Jessica, once again sharing the limited space of the truck seat, her back against the backrest, and her body resting partly atop Jessica's, warm, sticky skin pressing against hers wherever fire hasn't scorched away any chance of sweat. Under the blanket she's wearing nothing but her tanktop, which clings to them both, scrunched up and disheveled. Her right leg rests across Jessica's hips, foot nestled

somewhere between her knees. Her right arm is likewise resting lazily on top of Jessica's chest, hand on her left shoulder as her thumb traces back and forth across her collarbone. She's still catching her breath, panting slowly starting to settle down. A tired snicker breaks up the sound of her breathing before she briefly lifts her head a little to unstick her cheek.

Jessica gives a pleased hum in response to Yan Sun's snicker, shifting ever-so-slightly against her in search of warmth now that her close have been lost to the dark corners of the truck's cab. Her left, tattooed arm is stretched back, hand tucked behind her head. Her right arm is draped around Yan Sun, her hand gently caressing back and forth across her lower back. "Mmmm. Maybe this is my favorite thing about you." she says, her

gravely voice showing her fatigue. "You are verrry easy." she teases playfully before adding an endearing: "Slut."

Yan Sun lets out an indignant scoff, only slightly undercut by her nakedness. "I am not!" she says through a flustered grin felt against Jessica's shoulder. She shifts a little against her, her right hand running down across her breast down to her side, coming to rest there after she's done moving. Her gaze dwells on the nightsky, the warm comfort of Jessica's body all the more welcome in contrast to the sound of the cold winds blowing

outside.

Jessica snickers tiredly. "Mmm. You are." she hums matter-of-factly. "Or you are forgetting the elevator?" she continues to tease. The cold doesn't seem to bother her too much. It's not freezing, after all. The truck's cabin does a good enough job at keeping the chill out and a few goosebumps seems to be a worthwhile tradeoff for the comfort of skin-on-skin contact for Jessica. Likewise, the thought of laying here without a shred of

clothing doesn't seem to bother her much, either. The soft light of Litae filters in through the windshield, holding her gaze as a gentle smile crosses her face.

Yan Sun 's attention is inevitably drawn to Litae as well, the largest of Aite's twin moon dominates the night sky after all. "That was-... I wasn't-... shut up." she sputters, but her grin is audible in the tone of her voice. She lets out a soft, content sigh as she stares through the windshield. Between the moons, the rings and the stars that dot the black space between it's a hell of a view, details previously unseen brought out by their

distance from civilization and the light pollution that inevitably drinks. There are few places left on Earth with such clarity, and Yan Sun has certainly never been to them, and even then, Aite's sky is something else entirely. It's enough to cause goosebumps across her skin, or perhaps that's chilly air seeping through a gap in the blanket. Regardless, she cuddles up as close as she can to Jessica. She seems more than fine with

staying like this for the time being, safe and cozy amid stolen bedclothes, hidden away in their truck from the the icy winds that rattle their shelter.

Jessica's shoulders rattle as some laughter escapes her when Yan Sun begins to stammer. She falls into silence, focusing on the howling of the wind outside as she enjoys the view. A view she has tried so hard to ignore. To dismiss. To hate. A view that always felt so suffocating, the moon always present like a reminder that she was stuck here. Small and insignificant as she is. Forgettable. No, worse than forgettable. Expendable. And

the stars, like a roadmap of everywhere she thought she'd rather be. Everywhere she dreamed of being. So much so that it's inked into her skin. And yet here she is, wondering what life will be like with a new night sky. One that's unfamiliar. Alien. One that doesn't connect connect her to... somewhere. One that she doesn't share with her family. Conflicting thoughts pull at her from both ends but Jessica isn't one to allow

herself to drown in such thoughts- or, at the very least, allow herself to acknowledge the water filling her lungs- and so she ignores the hollow pit in her stomach and maintains a content smile, snuggled up against the only comfort she has left.

Yan Sun lets a comfortable silence settle in, listening to the howling of the wind and, in the moments when there's respite from it, the sound of their breathing. Ignorant of Jessica's inner turmoil, she just enjoys the moment for a time, right hand running idly up and down Jessica's side. "This is nice." she says eventually, her voice little more than a soft whisper as it breaks the silence. "I've never-... I've never done something like

this." she continues, struggling with how to explain what she means.

Jessica seems to be taken out of her thoughts and it takes a moment for her to catch up to Yan Sun's words. "Mmmm?" she hums inquisitively. "You are meaning to fuck in a truck?" she asks, her voice low, almost lost as the cabin is rattled by another gust of whistling wind.

Yan Sun lets out a surprised snort, burying her face against Jessica's neck, muffling the snicker that follows by planting a kiss there. "Nooo... that wasn't what I-... I mean, you know that's not a first." she points out, grinning widely. "I mean... I've never been this far away from... everything. From other people. No matter where you go in the city there's always someone around, you know? Night, day, its never quiet. Empty. Not-... not

like this. It's pretty cool." she explains, hoping she doesn't sound too silly.

Jessica remains quiet for a short while after Yan Sun finishes speaking, considering her words. Adrasteia was similar. At least, in concept. Truthfully, she can't even begin to comprehend a place like Hong Kong. She's seen Yan Sun's pictures and she's seen big cities in vids, sure. But they're just vertical slices. Adrasteia, in comparison, was more akin to numerous small communities all pressed against one another. Sure, Jessica didn't

know everybody. Not even close. But it was rare for her to come across an unfamiliar face in her own little slice of the city. Not like a big city where you can just blend in a crowd. Get lost among a sea of faces. There's a certain comfort in that thought. Of course, with a face like hers maybe there is no 'blending in' anymore. Maybe she's been in the Terminus for so long that it's tainted her. Reflected as much in the burns

that scar her body as her attitude. "Mmm." she agrees without committing too much to the admission. Another moment passes before she continues, as if deciding whether or not to say any more. "I did not leave Adrasteia very much. Not until-..." she trails off. But she's not one to lose her nerve. If the words are caught in her throat, then she'll cough them up. "...Not until after Cross. But I do remember one trip. When I am

having maybe thirteen years. With Martin." she says, her smile widening briefly as she recalls it, gaze still affixed to the moon that fills the sky.

Yan Sun squeezes Jessica just a little tighter when she trails off, lips pressing softly against her skin. When Jessica resumes her smile returns, although its softer now. "Yeah...?" she asks gently, trying to leave her room to continue without putting pressure to do so.

Jessica draws in a breath as lips find her skin. It's the sort of sympathetic gesture that she'd usually shrug off. But something about the situation- the setting, the isolation, the warmth of Yan Sun's body- causes her to lower her guard. To forget about her guard. "Mmm." she hums. "To-..." she begins, interrupting her words as she swallows, just a hint of self consciousness slipping into her tone when she continues, her words much

quieter, "...to the coast..." She doesn't elaborate, assuming Yan Sun has already connected the dots. Now her gaze is fixed to the moon for a whole different reason. To avoid looking at Yan Sun out of fear that she'll be judged for such silly sentimentality.

Yan Sun 's gaze falls when she realizes the implication of Jessica's words, blinking before she focuses on the dashboard for the moment. She frees her left upper arm from the pillow, using it to prop herself up a little as she lifts her head to look at Jessica. "That's where we're going...?" she asks softly, as some of the motivation behind this sudden trip starts to become clear to her.

Jessica continues to study the sky, her eyes slowly scanning across it. Her answer comes in the form of a small nod against the pillow. Her right hand shifts as Yan Sun begins to move, but soon it returns to drawing shapes against her lower back, the rough, scarred skin a distinct sensation against bare flesh. She doesn't offer up anything else.

Yan Sun gains a faint, sad smile as she studies Jessica's moonlit face, trying to catch her gaze. As Jessica's discomfort becomes clear she starts to shift, freeing the rest of her left arm and using her hand to gently return Jessica's arm to herself, letting her urge her over to her side and cuddle up behind her, right arm on her chest to hold her close as she presses a soft kiss against the nape of her neck.

Jessica shifts onto her side, melting back against Yan Sun as she changes positions. Her eyes close and she leans her head forward, pressing a brief kiss against the hand strewn across her chest as she meets the shape of Yan Sun's body with her own. "But-... I get to see much more of Aite with Kirill." she says softly, a desperate attempt to return to her previous train of thought to combat any sympathy- any pity- Yan Sun might be

feeling for her. As if trying to prove that she can divorce these traumatic events from the rest of her life. Forget about them. They don't affect her. She's a pretty terrible liar. But she's a committed liar.

Yan Sun lets out a quiet hint of a resigned laugh, little more than an exhale against Jessica's neck. "You used to travel a lot with him?" she asks, allowing her to lead the conversation away from the trauma of her past, but she continues to hold her tight, nuzzling her neck.

Jessica nods softly. "Mmm." she hums as an afterthought, in case Yan Sun didn't quite notice the nearly imperceptible nod. "Everyone does their part!" she says, deepening her gravely voice as if to imitate the older man. A small snicker follows it, a bit of that lingering sadness still coloring it. "I am guessing that my part was to go everywhere with him and put up with his bullshit." she explains with another snicker that ends up as

just a small huff. She doesn't go into how it was just his transparent attempt at getting her to open up. Just another example of his seemingly limitless well of patience as he tried to make her feel welcome. Make her feel like she belonged with them. A trait she's taken advantage of more times than she'd like to admit. "So we drive all over." She also doesn't go into just how much she enjoyed it. Something she never bothered to

admit to Kirill, either. Maybe she hadn't even admitted it to herself.

Yan Sun snickers softly. "His bullshit?" she questions, unable to let that one go unchallenged because she's experienced her fair share of Jessica's bullshit. "Kirill seems pretty cool to me." Her eyebrows furrow. "In... a lame way." she adds as a qualifier with a small shrug. "And... he cares. I like him."

Jessica digs an elbow into Yan Sun when she dares to question who the bullshitter is! But the lighthearted ribbing seems to help pull her mood back on track. At least somewhat. The comments about Kirill are met with silence, however. At least at first. After a moment, she hums in agreement. "Mmm. He is." she says. After a short pause, she decides to elaborate. "Lame, I am meaning."

Yan Sun squirms a little in a futile attempt at escaping Jessica's elbow, but she's trapped with nowhere to go. Jessica's elaboration elicits an amused snicker. "Right." she says, smirking as her arm wraps around Jessica's waist, giving her a squeeze. As silence starts to settle in again she opens her mouth to say something, but reconsiders. Instead she draws in a breath, letting out a slow sigh before planting another kiss against her

spine, shifting her leg a bit in search of a more comfortable position.

Jessica allows the silence to take over, merely enjoying the closeness of the body pressed against her from behind. As the kiss is pressed against her back she tilts her head to the right in an attempt at looking back over her shoulder to Yan Sun. It's a fruitless attempt, of course, her right eye unable to do much for her. It's little more than a reaction. But as Yan Sun continues to fidget her body follows her head, rotating to turn

away from the windshield and face her directly. "You move too much." she says through a small grin, her good eye scanning across Yan Sun's face as her left hand comes to rest on her side.

Yan Sun does her best to accommodate Jessica as she turns around. "Sorry." she snickers. "Little short on space..." she adds, mirroring Jessica's grin as she meets her gaze up close, eyes darting around a little as she studies her face in the dark of the cab.

Jessica gives a raise of her brow. "Is better like this." she decides with a small shrug, pressing right up against Yan Sun for emphasis, pinning her own right hand against her stomach between them. Chest-to-chest. Forehead-to-forehead. "Mmm? We do not need space."

Yan Sun 's smile widens as she lets out an affirmative hum, right hand sliding up Jessica's back, fingertips slowly tracing her spine all the way up to her neck. "No we don't." she agrees, closing her eyes as Jessica presses up against her and she finds herself pinned between her and the backrest. Yeah, it might be a little cramped - she's got the bruises to show for that - but who cares? There's nowhere she'd rather be right now.

Jessica draws in a breath, giving a few gentle nods against Yan Sun to nuzzle up against her as she shuts her eyes. If this is the way the entire trip is going to go, they're probably gonna feel it. But the big, genuine, uncharacteristic smile plastered across Jessica's face is pretty telling of the fact that she seems to think it's worth it. She briefly arches her back away from Yan Sun's fingertips like a cat as it sends some

goosebumps across her exposed back- causing her to momentarily press even harder up against Yan Sun- but she quickly grows used to the soft touch. In a spots along her back the burns reach far enough to let its presence be known by Yan Sun. Uneven streaks of scar tissue that reach her spine without any discernible pattern.

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