Ninja's don't exist (D0 night CLOSED - Mako's home)

A blush, deep, pink, and embarassing as the imperial crawled out of bed very panicked and ran over to her drawers. Four different obviously fancy and silk nightgowns were thrown at the scorpion girl without Mako glancing back at her again. They were too short to be used as nightgowns by the ninja, but they would work as shirts - and were loose enough for the girl's larger assets to not rip through them, unlike the usual pajama tops, which would have had to have many buttons undone inorder to not burst. "Justputonwhicheveroneyoulike." She said it quickly.

Stare. No, literally, Mako's mouth didn't open to reply and she just stared, especially at the ninja's toned, ninja-athletic legs. She could feel the nosebleed coming back, she could feel so many things and she literally couldn't look away. She opened her mouth to speak finally, but her dry lips felt so uncomfortable, as she licked them quickly. Wait. Had she just done that. She gulped audibly, and shifted herself downwards slightly under her blankets, before finally managing to reply, "I-I... you uhm. You look. Wow. Cute. Yeah. Cute. Uhm. That's what I mean." She's trying to hide under the blankets.

As she is rubbed against, Mako has to hold her breath, and doesn't move a single inch. She'd been close to the girl before - after all, she had been spending nights sleeping over every once in awhile, but this time was different, between all of the little actions Nomen had taken, and all the little mistakes. When she finally started breathing again, the breaths were short and shallow. Something was certainly hot in the room, and making Mako sweat, but it wasn't the ambient temperature or the blankets. She could feel how close Nomen was to her, and closing her eyes didn't help, as she saw so many things from her recent memories in them. "Don't worry about me... I uhm. I'm fine. But uhm. If you get hot, feel free. I-I don't really get cold. M-make your self at home. I-I don't mind if you need something." In fact, the girl's body temperature was like a mini heater, even when not overheating from not-sexual-tension.

There's so many things she wanted to do, but would be wrong. So many, many things. But she knew right from wrong, and even if she bent it, she couldn't break it entirely. And so she ended up, staring at Nomen, drinking in the girl's look, before finally asking her, "Do you actually really like me? Or is it just fun?" Mako wasn't normally one to question that - plenty of what she did, the snuggling, the kissing even, was just to have fun, to enjoy life. But Nomen was clearly wanting something more, and the pink flower wasn't ready for that, unless she was truly cared for. She hoped in her heart that Nomen wouldn't lie, even as her mind thought of how many times she was warned about never trusting Scorpions. Her big, round eyes stared into Nomen's. Waiting for that answer before she either moved away, or snuggled in closer.