Re: Indemnity
"Ee!" Reverie squeaked upon seeing and hearing Bard's expressions. She backed up a bit with little actual intention of escaping, then listened to the blond's intentions. Her eyebrows rose. "Probably a cowardly 8am," she teased. But that was bullshit. He hadn't seen an 8am in months. Maybe years. "I guess," her shorts left her, "we have a lunch date, then," the Irish girl agreed.
Oh, the kissing though... She lazed, fully relaxed as her codename would suggest. The door was locked, her lips were Lochlaned and her inhibitions were open. Her hands idly pawed at Bard's arm after he propped her up and began fiddling her. She was a bit damp, she discovered. Not unusual. But after her quest to find Lochlan's cock, she gave a little smile against his lips at how moist his shorts had gotten.
There was still the faintest sting of the swats he'd landed on her butt minutes ago, which reminded her to give a few playful bats to his head before beginning her much lighter, much slower menstruations. Her free hand smooshed Lochlan's hand hard against her crotch so his fingers were forced to fit where they could over her panties. Soaked. It was all soaked.
She untangled herself from him with purpose, hands off so that she could remove her annoying undergarments. Or the bottom ones at least. "I have to," she said, almost a swoon. Her brown eyes set to Lochlan's with full vulnerability and she straddled over him after urging him onto his back. After rubbing him down with her hand to ensure he was properly slick himself, Gael began slowly slipping his head through her slit, making slurping noises. Her legs shook a bit so she used her free hand to brace herself on the larger Murphy's sternum.