Ari's teeth bunkered down into her lip when she was put on the spot, as she rapidly tried to recoil and consider what her options might have been. Emma had, Alia knew, put herself in quite a position over her. If Ari didn't consent, she might not get kisses, and that? At this particular moment, was unacceptable.
When Emma's bluff was shown though, Ari struck. When she felt those lips collide, and those hands wander? She reciprocated in kind, her tongue sweeping in deeply over Emma's own, and her slender fingers hooking against the delicate, blue, silks that were the last bastion of defense against Ari's wandering hands.
"Maaaaybee.." She responded, her breath rolling hot past her lips, their night shades now broken and cracked by the vibrant red rays of a dawned lip below. She would keep up the coy game, at least for a moment. "But I think you're reading too, too, much into my silence..." Ari had no intention of giving up any kind of secrets about herself, not yet anyway.
And when Emma spoke of excitement? Ari grinned devilishly. "Is.." Her voice trailed as the first of her fingers crested the northern ranger of Emma's undergarments, dipping below the surface like a swimmer testing the ocean waters. "...that.." Her voice drew quieter, more heated, laden with a heavy coat of desire, as her palm flatted against Emma's stomach and fingers followed the natural progression further south.
If Emma really was 'excited'? Ari intended to see just how much. "..so?" She asked finally, pressed her hand fully underneath the barrier of blue silk, and cupped her palm against the heated flesh she found there, her fingers lightly coiling back and forth along the delicate petals, as if attempting to coax the honey out of them.