Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
Aspel/Ari - 3pm.
Hands continued to roam, touch, caress, rub and even leave long lingering scratches across light colored skin, temporarily turning it a lovely shade of red, as did lips, tongue and teeth. Perhaps this deserved more privacy, perhaps a better time or place could be found, but perhaps…. If they bothered that long they’d simply run into some other terrible burden to befall them before Aspel could find her so painfully desired escape in Ari’s skin, Ari’s touch, kiss and sound.
“I would have it no other way.” Was all that was mumbled against Ari’s skin before lips sought purchase once again, quickly setting to busing her own mouth again. The feeling of hands against her skin provoked a moan into the kiss. There was just about no way Aspel felt she could be deterred. Especially, with Ari so eagerly reciprocating the heated sexual desire of actions and words.
Well… That was until a series of noises finally broke through the haze of her desire. Aspel’s first instinct was to allow the noise to pass by, to move on, and then suddenly a starting realization shook her. Just who was making such a noise?
Breaking away with a gasp, which was quickly followed by a hard swallow, hands shifted, moving to smooth out Ari’s clothing for just a moment before Aspel cleared her throat, her voice coming out a slightly nervous murmur.
“I fear we may have caught attention.”
Honestly, Aspel just really hoped it wasn’t Rictor right now not recognizing her in his own likely half drunk daze.