Re: Rorie/Garret/Mal
Rorie was very much living up to his blood. He could be a happy drunk or a sad drunk. Right now he was a happy, horny drunk. "I would like ta do it. Bring us all full circle and maybe a bit more understandin' and a whole lotta fun," he grinned, pressing kisses to Garret's neck as he spoke, stroking his belly a bit, but not going further. He still had a small bit of tact on him.
"He said ta wait and see what ye said first," he smiled, nipping at Garret's ear lobe, teasing and playing.