she giggled a little as she kissed him, frying a strange chunk of meat, which she had pulled out of a strange freezer, and popped into a strange de thawing machine, in with a strange citrus like fruit juice that bubbled and boiled just like olive oil. “dinner will be ready soon.” she promised rich, giggling as she gently kissed him, nuzzling his neck before flipping the chunk of meat, which was just as red as any other kind of meat on earth, but was so much more red. Even cooked all the way through the parts that hadn't been seared and caramelized was as red as blood. It looked delicious. “would you mind slicing these?” she asked, handing him a strange vegetable that looked almost like a baby dill pickle, only without the pickle smell, or the cucumber smell... in fact it almost smelled like cinnamon.
He smiled a little and sighed, leaning back into the other, growling happily. “mmm I love you too.” he purred happily, kissing his lover gently before dragging him off towards the bedroom to enjoy two and a half hours of sex before dinner, washing himself up when they where done with the strange sudsy sand soap, offering it to Dante so he could clean up too. It worked amazingly well, the little bits of sand collecting all the dirt and grime and sweat, and when you where done you just brushed the soap to the floor and swept it up and threw it away. It was almost more convenient than taking a shower, though it couldn't really clean one's hair.
Both twins where getting ready for their dinner, dressing in formal wear, for their people anyway. Which consisted of leggings that where so tight they left absolutely nothing to the imagination, though It was alright because they donned knee length skirts that clung, but allowed movement and hit their sexes. A tube top went around their chests, Alma's was tighter and pressed her breasts together sexily, Amal's was there just for show. They donned glittery things, necklaces and earrings for the most part, and did their hair up, wanting to look proper for their meeting. They both stained their lips bright red with a berry juice, and lined their eyes with charcoal like sticks, but where apparently sharpener bark from their planet. They looked gorgeous like that, but honestly they looked more like hookers than dignitaries... another clash of cultures no doubt. Sharing their culture with the world was going to be one hell of a thing, anyone so open with their sexuality was certainly going to be shunned from the hard core christian and Catholics.