Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
"Mm." Her smile picked up a bit. "Should I expect to be bringing you home upon the last night then?" The thought was rather appealing in its own regard though… She might not be able to help Ari celebrate in quite the way the other woman might desire. Though… The wording was vague enough but.. The meaning wasn't particularly hard to grasp. Either she'd pay for it later or… They'd figure something out. They could do that, she could do that, it would be easy, of course it'd work out in the end…. Why was she making this exception to her five year long rule again?
A hard swallow was earned at the combination of word and action. The feeling of the tug in Aspel's hair caused the tightening of fingers on Ari's thigh, digging in just a bit. "Mm." The vibration of the noise easily felt against the other woman's skin. Inhaling slowly, attempting to slow the quickening of her heart, a scraping of teeth would be taken over Ari's neck carefully as to not assure any marks. However, the hand trailing over her chest caused the smiths head to pull back slightly as teeth clicked shut. Fingernails dug into Ari's leg stiffly, but no motion to stop the other woman was taken. In fact it seemed like Aspel's entire body had paused with a sort of anticipation, even down to the holding of her breath.
It would only last a moment before a ragged breath was sucked in, causing her chest to rise sharply. Swallowing hard, the action audible, a stroke of her tongue would work its way up Ari's neck, until Aspel was able to whisper in the bards ear with ease. "I fear here," nails removed from the point her hand was held at on Ari's leg but a soft squeeze was administered, though harder than Aspel had really handled her before. "would not be fitting for tonight." Breaking away a bit, a soft kiss was placed just below the other woman's ear.