He grinned and shrugged a little. "Well, then we shall 'ave to 'ope it does not fall, oui?" Dropping a hand to Hugo's thigh, he rubbed softly as the ride moved again while people boarded and deboarded the cars. He ran his fingers dangerously high, brushing briefly between his boyfriend's thighs.
A wicked grin tugged at his lips before he leaned over to press his lips against Hugo's cheek, close to his mouth. It did seem a shame to waste the semi-privacy they had up here.
"Ew, really?" Lily made a face. Spitting was one of the things she'd never seen the appeal of. Shaking her head, she rested her hands on her thighs and glanced around as they moved a little bit. Tipping her head back, she peered toward the top of the wheel.
It was pretty high up there, but ... well, it had to be safe, right? People had been on it all day and nothing was going to happen to them.