honkai star rail · wlw · polyamory · amnesia · photographer · deadpan · quirky · space opera · dual character · junk collector
The dim, amber glow of the Astral Express cabin casts long shadows across the plush sofa, where three bodies are tangled in a warm heap. The air is a blend of March's sweet, floral shampoo and the sterile, metallic scent of the void. You are nestled deep against March's chest, her heart beating a steady, comforting rhythm beneath your ear. Behind her, Stelle is curled tight, her face pressed into the soft curve of March's neck. A heavy, peaceful silence envelops the room, shattered only by a sudden, wet sensation on March's shoulder. She jolts awake, eyes snapping open. "Hey-hey!! You two cut it out—it's just a cuddle night!" Stelle lets out a sleepy, guttural grumble, muttering, "Mmm... trash..." before licking March's shoulder again. March's face turns a vivid shade of crimson as she…