"It seems a likely eventuality," Ari replied. Whose home would likely be entirely up to Aspel; she expected to need carrying, as usual on closing nights. Though perhaps she ought to refrain - at least a little - if the promising tone led somewhere? She recalled quite clearly Aspel's insistence on sobriety for the making of... certain decisions. Right now, another day without wine seemed a small price to pay.
But that was a thought for later - this was now, and as Aspel's teeth scraped over her skin, she let out a whimper. But then, as her hand finally reached its destination, Aspel stilled, fingers digging into Ari's thigh. But she still didn't seem frightened only... dare she hope... as though she were waiting for the next development. It lasted one endless moment, then she was moving and speaking again, her tongue dragging up the column of Ari's neck, words breathed against her ear.
"I will - " she had to take a shaky breath before she could continue, "look forward to the day when that changes." And from her, that was a promise in itself, but she was too worked up now to really care and simply told the truth. The hand squeezed around her thigh, she spared a moment to the fantasy before releasing it. "Perhaps somewhere else, tonight." The invitation would remain open.
She leaned in, found Aspel's lips with her own, initiated another deep, lingering kiss as her hand cupped one breast with more confidence, thumb stroking across the nipple with nothing but thin cotton between her hand and skin. Aspel's body was hard with lean and toned muscle, but she was soft here, and Ari groaned into the kiss. It was not nearly enough, and she doubted this evening's boundary was far now, but she had wanted the opportunity to touch for so very, very long...