Re: Legerdemain | 7-28-2020 | 3am
Her own personal Slip-n-Slide! She was quite concerned about her drink being dumped on her head or dropped, but Gael quickly remembered 2 things. She could conjure another, and Lochlan was surprisingly dexterous (bards, right). Just in case, she blinked the pina colada out of existence and moved as best to could to sit up. Her knees planted into the cushion under Lochlan, straddled on either side.
"Yep. If I wasn't, ye'd never get out of bed. I gotta keep ya on yer toes." Literally and metaphorically. This was stated matter-of-factly and there would be no arguments heard. Now, back to shenanigans. Gael slowly lowered her upper body until their chests were touching again. A very slow-motion push forward slid her right into place so that her puffy, chilled lips connected with her brother's ear. "So..." she moaned in a whisper, "slick."
Her tongue came forth and encircled his earlobe while her nose nuzzled into the crevices. After a few moments of that, her head tilted and she kissed behind his ear and around that side of his neck. Her right hand moved up into his thick blond mop and she lightly grasped a handful in order to ensure he didn't try to escape her affections. Dream Lochlan was a bit tasty...