Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
Lips would close around Ari's tongue, sucking at the slick appendage briefly before letting go, allowing Ari to continue. At the nip and the touch of tongue, the slightest gasp would be earned. "Faram." Came the simple, breath, and low word. If they... Continued further... What kind of lover would Ari be like? The idea of pushing, trying to find out was utterly intriguing. Instead of speaking, of trying to find out, she refrained from any comments that could be made.
"No." The word came out groaned, fingers tensing at Ari's back again, and her hips shifted outside of her control. A low noise, something akin to a pleased and desiring growl slipped out before she could help it between the tug and the continued attention at her hip. Thankfully, it wouldn't take long before the bard was at least a bit distracted again.
"I do like that sound." Were the clearly aroused comment that immediately followed the other woman's moan. A kiss was pressed against Ari's neck, only to be followed by a slightly sharp nip. The pressure against her hip caused it to press forward, an attempt at encouraging the contact. Another nip was given to the bards neck. "That would depend." She taunted and mimicked slightly in return, the faintest smirk being pressed against Ari's neck, a kiss being placed in the wake of a nip.