Where Everybody Knows Your Name

Edy fuck you <3 Hearing Jigano's voice brought a smile to Edy's lips—one that Bastien could likely feel against him. There was absolutely no hesitation on her part at the arrival of the bard. If anything, Edy felt like she was doing the silver-haired man a favour. After all, he was a purveyor of stories was he not? Helpfully, for of course Edy could hear everything happening above, she helped to hand Bastien his shirt. She wasn't here to make everything hard for the man, after all. Thus far her hands had been gently placed on Bastien's calves for balance (because yes, she was just that good with her tongue). Now however they slipped up his thighs around to the back of his legs, clasping just below the curve of his ass. And Bastien would find that Edy's hands were warm, very warm. Not uncomfortably so—the fire burning in her palms not enough to cause burns—just enough to relax the muscles and perhaps add a dimension of sensation that her coworker hadn't been expecting. As Jigano continued to linger, apparently not going anywhere, Edy suddenly had an idea. Bobi. Distract. She thought towards the bobcat companion who, up until this point, had lazily been trying to bother Chunk. Rising, the kitten tilted her head slightly. Whether she'd always been naturally a bit of a shit disturber or whether she'd picked that up from being linked to Edy's mind was at this point impossible to say, but Bobi happily stealthed her way towards Jigano. Prowling a few steps, the kitten lunged towards the bard's silvery hair, happily attacking and swatting at it. Meanwhile, Edy's ministrations had increased in their intensity, her fingers deftly prodding the muscles of Bastien's legs to encourage his body to move in tandem with her efforts. Whether or not he did or didn't was quite up to him of course, but Bastien would find that his efforts to keep himself composed were equally well matched by Edy's efforts to try and completely unravel his focus.