Unlike during take-off, the group was aware of the Paru's presence once it came time for the landing.
"Just leave it be." Roka argued. "It was fine when we took off so-"
"Oh, don't be like that, Commander." Raya sneered. "Your seat has the most space. Just let it cuddle with you."
"I'm not putting a pet on me."
It took a bit of convincing from different crewmates, but Roka eventually agreed.
The Paru stared with wide eyes at the Commander's body. She was seated just in front of him, and he was supposed to climb onto her body to take a seat on her thighs.
"Ugh…"
The Paru took its time climbing over, lecherously passing its tentacle-like arms over the Commander's calves and thighs as it did.
Even once seated on the Commander's thighs, the Paru's tentacles continued brushing against Roka's body.
This made her feel uncomfortable, but she couldn't deny it feeling good. Something that she, of course, would never admit out loud.
