Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
"Then I will assure myself available to you." Came the low murmur, her lips brushing against skin. Something thrummed in her veins, the buzz in her head not receding in the least over the duration of events thus far. Aspel's entire body felt alive, all but her mind and heart. Her brain felt disconnected but the faintest hint of worry lingered, barely coloring her perceptions, and there was a heavy pull in her chest where the smith was fairly certain her heart should be. If it were not for those two things...
Swallowing hard, something barely whispered slipped out, if Ari heard it or not, there was no definite way of telling, but the words were there before she could stop them. "As will I." The hand finally fell away from holding the the spot just a bit above the bards knee. Maybe saying something like that was a mistake, perhaps she was writing a reciept for something that truly could not be delivered but something about Ari, something in the other woman drug out these desires within the smith. Pulled them forward and made them hard to refuse. Certainly, she'd run into others who had tempted, teased or taunted but… This was… Aspel didn't know what this was but it seemed that regardless of what it was, it was something that she hadn't managed to push away, or let go. "Perhaps." The single word was easily audible, there was no doubt regarding the bit of teasing, a playful taunt that lingered in her tone.
Thankfully, kisses were easy to meet, to return and enjoy without much thought. They were one of the few things that seemed to assure her brain would not disengage, though, she always has had the most terrible time keeping things out of her mouth. The best label she'd found some time before was perhaps that of a mild oral fixation. However, when the hand and thumb began fondling her breast, the kiss was broken with a gasp, a whimper half dying in her throat due to the continued stimulation from the bards thumb. Wetting her lips, eyes dipped down briefly, watching Ari's hands before eyes rose again, her own bottom lip caught between teeth as she attempted to steady her breaths.
Leaning in some, Aspel's left hand rose, beginning to feel out Ari's back, fingers searching for something.