Scarlet/Blank
Scarlet giggled softly. She hadn't forgotten his appetite. She stepped a little closer as he led them in the circle. Careful not to step on his feet. Her voice lowered to a soft husky drawl.
"Well, we could certainly go to our apartment and christen every surface. Or we could ask Bryn to keep a watch on Reeve, and visit every place in between here and there. There is an observation deck or two, or three, in between, I'm sure." She felt gooseflesh raise on her skin, at the thought. Her skirts hiked, breasts falling out of her bodice, with the park below them.