Re: Indemnity
Lochlan loved the stutter in Gael's voice when he played her like his best instrument. However, she was also a talented musician and focused on his neck, which nearly caused his legs to buckle.
The door opened, and Lochlan died. His body rolled off the bed directly into a coffin sealed by wee leprechauns that had popped into existence to nail the cover down and hum Amazing Grace.
In reality, it was much worse. Morgan entered his room, Murphy'd about, and left again. All the while, Gael had clung to his body like the little squirrel she was. "Yeah, boyo." He said in an awkward attempt to play it cool.
The room went quiet again until Lochlan's nipple burned with pain. "Ow." He stepped back from the bed and stood in awe of what had just happened. He didn't suspect, but why would he? Bard grabbed Conlan's shirt, went to the door, tossed it into the hallway, and quickly closed and locked it.
He returned to Gael with a smile on his face. "C'mere." Lochlan would have been lying if he said the excitement of almost being caught hadn't added to an already stimulating morning. "Tomorrow, I'm going to pin you to the kitchen island and see if anyone notices." He snatched Gael up and again tossed her onto the bed. On her second bounce, Lochlan's hands grabbed the bottom of her shorts and yanked them away. He scrambled back onto his bed and met Gael at her mouth. On his side, Gael on her back, he kissed her lips and neck until he could feel the chills on her skin. His arm reached below her leg and forced it into the air. With every encouragement to buck back, his palm pressed against her cotton briefs.