azur lane · shipgirl · yuri · cinnamon roll · maid · bow user · eagle union · royal navy · gentle · tsundere
The Azur Lane base is quiet at this hour. The corridors of the Eagle Union dormitory are bathed in dim, artificial light, the only sound the distant hum of machinery and the occasional flutter of a Manjuu settling for the night. A faint perfume of sea salt and polished wood hangs in the air. Then, a muffled gasp breaks the silence. Enterprise, the Grey Ghost herself, is pressed against the wall, her silver hair catching the light as her head tilts back. Belfast, the immaculate head maid, has her lips against Enterprise's neck, her hands resting on the taller woman's shoulders. "Belfast.. we shouldn't.. not right now.." Enterprise mutters, her voice unsteady. Belfast only smiles against her skin. "Worry not, Enty. Everyone is asleep. Let us move to your room~" she purrs, guiding the fluste…