The stars that Hala pointed out was fascinating, and she was telling him more about her own world through her stories. He kept The Lunar Clover in mind in case he would need it in the future ahead. All these stars could be remixed into thousands of different constellations, each made for a unique tale. Then there was the idea about eternal devotion and soulmates. Wesley had a lot of hope for that idea. He'd seen a marriage and its strains in his parents. He'd seen how after a while the relationship broke down into a distant friendship. Still, he wouldn't give up on eternal devotion and everlasting love. 

"Okay." He said to her so called request, "I'm 20 years old and I'm from a small village in Jayou called Phoumi. We moved there when I was two and stayed ever since." 

The village seemed like it was some relic of the past. An old item he'd forgotten about. Still it was a part of him as any other thing in his life. His mannerism, his understanding of the world, and some of his oldest enemies came from that place. A childhood wrapped from a tiny cottage with few rooms and hundreds of chores. He smiled softly at the memory of it. Then he turned his attention back to Hana. 

"Now its your turn." He said, "How old are you? And what are your hobbies? I mean besides being an adventurous pirate getting herself into trouble." 

He quickly booped her nose with his free hand, glad to have avenged his own nose from when they first met. Wesley wondered what her life had been like. What did she do for fun as a child? There were so many questions in his mind and he only had eighteen left. Hopefully, if everything worked out just right, he would have more opportunities to get to know and understand her. 

Hana wiggled her nose at the boop and stuck her tongue out before moving on to answering his questions.

“Me?” She thought about it. “I was born in Sularia, the capital city of Arri up north in the desert. My mother was the reigning queen of the Red Court at the time and she was a goddess before I was born. She’s always tried to have my siblings and us at home because if Elysia were to ever fall we would still know where we came from. I was raised in the courts of the nobles of Arri and in the tribal lands of Bohar. My pack is called Lunar Sun. My pa is the beta and head warrior and my brother Jet will take his place when my pa is ready. I trained with my lycanthrope brothers and sisters for half of the week and had court lessons the other half.”

She stopped for a moment and chuckled, “I only have two brothers from my pa. One is disowned by both my ma and my pa. The other is my twin Jet. When I say my brothers and sisters I mean those in my pack. We trust each other enough to be family and we treat each other as such.”

Thinking about her age she stopped and grinned. “I’m twenty-five which means you are into older women,” she teased him lightly. “I was born in the cool air of Venti though Sularia is still hot during that time of the year. I like to do a whole lot of things and I really don’t know where to start. I just like being ALIVE,” she threw her arms out and threw herself on him even more than she was as she yelled and laughed.

Eventually, though the laughter died down as she shifted herself after a bit of thought. Pushing Wesley back she locked her lips with his letting herself almost loom over him. Coming up to breathe after a long moment she held a smirk, “Ma says that you gotta do what you gotta do and if you don’t take what you want then someone else is going to. Question three: Would you spend the night with me?”

Well, she had always heard that lycanthropes lives in the fast lane and to just go with it.

Hana came from two different worlds it seemed. Her tribe and the Red Court. He wondered if it was hard for her to live in two separate worlds. Then she began mentioning her family and how her pack was her family. To have so many people as family was a strange concept for him. He grew up without a pack. It was just his small family which now were none. 

"Well being alive is a very good hobby." He said with a chuckle. 

He joined her in the laughter as she threw herself onto him further. Once the laughter died he was pulled into another kiss but this time he was prepared for it. She didn't have any concerns from the last one so he had to assume he was doing it right. There was a long pause before Hana spoke up again and asked the third question. Instead of replying right away, he bent over and held up her chin. Slowly he pressed his lips against hers, closing his eyes. It was a few seconds before he pulled away and leaned in to her ear to whisper his response. 

"Yes, my lady."

It was a bit of a tease. He carefully picked her up and pressed her against the wall. He was careful to listen to her body language in case she wanted him to stop at any moment. His head moved to her neck as he caressed her skin with his lips. His hands moved to her hips, holding her against the wall. Every second was heaven with her as he moved downwards. 

The truth was: she had absolutely no idea what she was doing and was practically winging it. So, color her surprised when sweet and seemingly innocent Wesley turned the tables on her brass self. Her ma had always told her how teenagers were always having sloppy make-out sessions and how it helped them for their future lovers… She was kinda embarrassed she punched every guy who ever asked her because she knew absolutely nothing.

Going off pure instinct was all the two had from the sounds of it. He was just as new to it as she was. Her lips pursed as he kissed her once more only to pull away. The tease. Though his soft voice had managed to send goosebumps up every part of her and a shiver down her spine once his lips were almost to her ear.

She wanted to say something witty. Something smart ass to round out his ‘Yes, my lady.’ but she couldn’t get it out. Wesley was gentle picking her and her legs delicately wrapped around his waist to keep her stable as he put her against the wall. Suddenly it was hard to breathe because she was excited. Her eyes were deadlocked to his until he began to love on her with his lips. One of her hands and managed to make it to his hair and she gave him gentle pulls whenever he had found a spot she liked in particular while her other held tightly onto his shoulder.

Of all the times to worry about stupid things she began to worry that she should have bathed after all the running earlier. The only thing that quieted that was that Wesley had also been running earlier so he couldn’t talk and there was a mental sigh of relief. Too much panic for a time she was supposed to be enjoying. “Wes?” her voice was gentle and quiet as she pushed his head away from her body. He had reached the top of her tunic and taking the bold move of ‘well that can’t be in the way so his has to go to.’ she moved to remove his shirt and help him with hers.

A few hops, skips, and jumps later they had almost made it to their goal. Spending the last twenty or so minutes teasing each other before trying to undo the pant laces and having an embarrassingly hard time doing so but at least they were messing up together.

Pants halfway down the buttocks they were kissing and giggling softly. Having fun with it, after all, neither of them had done anything like this before. Hana had herself pressed against his neck rubbing her nose tenderly against his skin before kissing delicately. At some point, she had opened her eyes and looked up to find… a pale face staring at her almost close enough for her to touch.

“W-Wesley… GHOST!” A shriek left her lips.

Instinct was all he had, that and a few romance novels. He was listening to her body language and the gentle pulls she made whenever he did something right. When she pushed his head away, he moved easily and helped her remove his shirt before going to hers. Every part of his body was on fire as the excitement of their activities grew. He would tease her and then she would do the same to him until they had reached the pant laces. It was a little hard to undo them and they seemed to be messing up on it, which made him chuckle rather than give up. His hands were wandering all around as he listened to the sound of her breathing. 

Suddenly a glass-breaking shriek sprang from her lips and all but shattered his eardrums. He let go of her and quickly covered his ears. He stumbled over his own feet and fell backwards, hitting the ground with a grunt. When he looked up, a pale face was staring directly at him. Wesley's eyes widened since the ghost was only a few inches away. Ignoring the bruises he'd acquired from falling to the hard floor, he quickly moved away from the ghost and reached for Hana's sword. Once he snatched it he ran over to stand in front of Hana with the sword. 

"S-stay away from us!" He shouted. 

He wasn't exactly intimidating the ghost since he was shirtless and clearly panicking. The ghost began to float closer to the pair. The ghost was stretched out and awkwardly proportioned. Its face was long and its eyes were wide, as though it just saw something horrifying. Wesley attempted to slash the ghost in half with the sword but it just went through it. 

"Well Hana, at least we know the answer to your question earlier." Wesley said, "Swords don't work on ghosts." 

He couldn't let this be how they died. They didn't even get to the best part and he was still half naked!

Ever been dropped by a cute guy who almost got in your pants? Hana was. Not that it was Wesley’s fault but god damn she could feel the burn on her back and ass from hitting the floor hard. Luckily, she had managed to avoid her head as she swiped their shirts off the ground. Wesley had her sword and was waving it around.

“I KNOW WHAT DOES WORK!” Hana yelled as she snatched her bag up, blanket, and whatever else she could. Taking his free hand she yanked him and started to bolt down the stairs. She tripped partway down and rolled for impact (thankfully having let go of Wesley to get down the stairs faster). She groaned as she laid on her back for a few seconds.

The ghost had managed to get down to the bottom level. She offered her hand up to Wesley and grabbed their stuff once she was up. They bolted out the door and Hana turned around. “AND FUCK YOU TOO!” She pulled the handle shut with a bang after she had poked her head inside to yell at the ghost. “Un-fucking-believable,” she took his hand and started to run again.

“Almost dead ass middle of the night and we’re on the run! Total mood killer,” she complained as she got them to a clearing far enough away. She dropped all their gear and put her hands on her knees as she panted. “So,” she looked up at him and started to laugh once the initial terror was over, “was our first date everything you wanted it to be?”

Just before he was pulled away by Hana, he managed to grab his pack which still had his violin. The candles ended up being left behind but he still had the sword. They bolted down the stairs but Hana tripped partway down. He tried to reach and grab her but she was too far away and rolled down the stairs. Now she had more bruises. Great. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he helped Hana up. He was not going to let her get ghosted. The second they made it out of the building, Hana turned around and cursed out the ghost before shutting the observatory for good. She took his hand and they both ran down the hill and into a forest clearing. Once they were safe and away from the ghost, he took a moment to catch his breath. He sat down on the ground and flopped into the grass. 

"Well I know I won't forget it any time soon. I thought it was great until mister ghastly decided to show." He said with a smile before looking over to her, "Sorry for dropping you by the way."

He then began to look through the stuff they had managed to grab. Wesley realized that they had forgotten the candles and his bow but everything else had been saved. Pushing himself to a sitting position, he looked over to Hana to see how she was coping. He reached over to his shirt and put it back on since the night in the forest was cold before handing her back the sword he'd borrow. 

"I'm afraid I don't seem to be very useful with this." He said with a smirk, "What about you? Was this the most absolutely perfect first date?" 

He said that last part with the most sarcastic voice he could muster but there was a smile on his face. Wesley had to admit that of all the first date stories he'd heard of, this one would probably top them all. He noticed that she had several bruises and all of them were not the fun kind. Along his own back was several bruises from when he'd fallen earlier. Unlike Hana, he didn't know how to fall correctly so they were decent sized. Even his head felt a bit sore as he had forgotten to try to protect the head. He gently rubbed the part of his head that had been hit before turning back to Hana. 

"Does anything hurt?" He asked awkwardly. 

“Shit, I would have dropped me too,” she laughed hard now but winced a bit as she put a hand to her side. “Think I bruised a rib or five.”

Hana threw her shirt on since it was a tidbit nipply out following Wesley’s lead. She took her sword back and smirked. “Well, I thought it was pretty damn sexy how you tried to protect me from a ghost,” she gave him a smirk and nodded to what came next. “Oh, it was fantastic and I would love a redo… without the ghosts. Maybe another date or ten.”

Hana got up and pulled out the blanket once more. She shook some of the dust from the lower floor from and winced from moving too much. “I’ve had worse but everything hurts.”

A rainbow phoenix flew down and hopped over near them. In its beak was a pouch and a letter was tied to its leg. Hana held out her arm and the bird flew up. “Hi Raine,” Hana chuckled as she took the pouch and the letter.

“GOTTA GO BE SAFE!” A joyous woman’s voice came from the phoenix as it took off.

“It’s from Ma,” Hana opened the bag and there was some salve. She cleared her throat and read the letter.

“Hey Kids,

Really? Fucking in an abandoned-could-be-haunted observatory? Ballsy. You traumatized that poor spirit and I’m sure he got you both too.–


Hana blushed and looked up at Wesley. “I’ve included two things of salve. Massage it into each other where you hurt. There should be enough.

PS – I’ve seen worst first times so feel better about it. Could be worse.

- Mom”

Hana facepalmed and before long she had a fire going and had put a blanket out. “Okay, Mr. Drop My Girlfriend on the Floor, come rub this stuff on me.” Before he would know it she had gotten undressed and laid down. “I have all night. We got two blankets and enough for a bed. Two massages. LET'S GO~” Hana tossed one of the containers up to him and patted the space next to her on the blanket.

He blushed a little when she mentioned that he was sexy. He'd never been called that before. It was sweet. Then she mentioned how she'd want another date or ten. That meant she was up to try dating, even after all the chaos they had just experienced. He got off the blanket so Hana could shake it out then moved to her side when she started wincing at her injury. A rainbow phoenix flew down with a message tied to its leg and a pouch in its beak. Wesley's face was filled with confusion, especially when Hana greeted this phoenix apparently named Raine. It was from Hana's mother! Then Hana read the letter. 

"She was watching?" He asked putting his face in his hands. 

Great. Now her mother had seen him mess up a date. Luckily it didn't seem that she was mad about it which was a great relief to him. There were many parents who would have flayed him alive if they had heard what he had done. He looked up to Hana as she facepalmed and smiled. At least he wasn't the only one who felt embarrassed by all of this. He helped her with setting up the fire. Then she instructed him to rub the salves on her and got undressed. His face was pink again and he moved to her side. 

"Yes my lady." He said teasingly. 

Wesley opened up one of the containers and dipped his hand to scoop out the salve. After rubbing the salve evenly over his hands, he began to work on her back. Unlike the dates or kissing he was experienced in giving massages. It was a part time job he had back when he was still living in his village. Wesley was careful with the spots of bruises but was certain to cover them all in the salve. He could feel her tense muscles and would work them out. He first worked slowly, to allow her to relax and feel comfortable. His hands started at the lower back and slowly started to move upwards on both sides of the spine. He made circular motions as he worked upwards and pressed slightly with his thumbs. After he finished with the back, he worked on the arms. He applied more salve then lightly covered the bruises before starting on her arms. His hands moved across her shoulders, working out any tense muscles along the way, and applied less pressure as he moved down her arms. The entire time he wasn't anxious or embarrassed but focused. Wesley's eyes were intense as he gazed at her skin, looking for the bruises and spots to massage. 

"How do you feel?" Wesley questioned. 

It was cute how he reacted to her words and it got a giggle out of her. Once she had received the letter Hana’s face twisted a bit, “I doubt it. She isn’t like that but she could probably sense it and knew the location. Knowing her she was worried since we had gotten attacked and were out here with practically nothing.”

She looked up at him from the blanket as he trotted over and quirked an eyebrow. “So obedient,” she chuckled, “but somehow I feel like yes my lady is the cuter version of yes dear.” She teased him back. Gods he was good with his hands and that was a true blessing at the moment with all the bruising she had managed to get.

Laying her head down sideways she closed her eyes and let him do his magic. She might have dozed off for a moment but when he spoke up she peeked up at him. “A lot better. Still have a lot of hurt pride though and I’m not sure there is a salve in the world that could fix that but you can~” There was a cheeky smile from her as she pushed herself up and sat next to him.

“Okay Lover Boy, your turn,” she patted the place where she had been. “If you don’t strip you are the one paying for the next inn we find and I’ll make sure to buy the most expensive room,” she was grinning a bit. “And all you can eat food and I don’t know if you’ve ever seen a bottomless pit but I am almost always hungry~” She was teasing and joking a bit too much before she leaned in and helped him. “Or~ this might be better.”