Aspel/Ari - 3pm.
It was perhaps fortunate that Ari was not the type to stand on ceremony. She had absolutely no compunctions about the fact that months of acute sexual frustration were about to be resolved in a semi-public place in the middle of the afternoon. All things considered, with how long they had both even dancing around this, she couldn’t imagine they would even be here long enough for her to become cold -- and after, she was certain they could take the time to find someplace better suited to continue the promised exploration.
And so she let her head fall back against the door behind her to give Aspel better access to her neck, making a contented sound as teeth and lips began working on her skin. Between the slight buzz from the beer and Aspel’s ministrations, she really thought she wasn’t going to be cold at all…
“Your ideas,” she murmured, “sound perfect” Her hands had already made it under Aspel’s tunic to slide up and over warm skin. This wasn’t the situation to take their time. “I should have followed Aud’s excellent example and worn a dress, but I do believe we’ll manage.” Which was the last thing she said before catching Aspel’s lips for a heated kiss.
And things were really progressing quite remarkably well, with her hands under the other woman’s tunic and Aspel tugging at her clothing, until the catcalls started.