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[ It isn't how Giles had expected to spend his evening, but it's far better than anything he could have come up with. He's more than happy to take the credit for setting things up, though by the time they've gotten through dinner it's really Shadowheart who takes the lead, by mutual and silent consent. Giles is only too happy to go along with everything, though he takes to one of the footstools rather than joining Stephen and Shadowheart on the floor, well aware that he might not be able to get up again if he ends up sitting down there for any length of time.

Like Stephen, he's shed his suit jacket, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt as he leans over his knees and accepts the joint with the air of a man who has done this probably too many times than is good for him. He meets Stephen's glance, drunk and relaxed and happy in a way that feels natural and precious, watching with undisguised interest as Stephen's hand plays over the topography of that generous backside. ]

Mmm. [ He hums general agreement around the joint, drawing down the dry sweet smoke while he observes Stephen's exploration of the lacy froth of Shadowheart's panties. He's vaguely aware of the price his friend pays for his dexterity, understanding that it's worth it, not at all begrudging him the taste of her mouth. Giles has been halfway hard since the start of dinner when he noticed the way Shadowheart's nipples show through her blouse; the movement of their bodies fitting together only adds to it.

Tipping his head back, he breathes out greyish smoke, and almost idly reaches down to begin slowly undoing his belt. ]

I recall, [ he observes, as if they do this every day. ] Being told that there was use of multiple.. foreign objects. Enough to make one's imagination run wild.

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[ Shadowheart winds her arms around Stephen's neck so she can settle more firmly into his lap while they kiss, makes a soft sound into his mouth as he gropes at her ass. She's perfectly tipsy and on her way toward pleasantly stoned, where every touch diffuses sweetly into the next, warm and wanting. It's been a strange month--difficult, at times--but this is a uniquely Saltburnt send-off, getting to play with two new lovers.

She pulls back to take a breath, and to respond to Giles, her rosy lipstick smeared over Stephen's mouth. She can think of other places she'd like to smear it, but doesn't say as much yet. Hands to the ties on her skirt, she mirrors Giles undoing his belt, loosening the tight cinch of them at her waist. ]

I'm afraid I didn't bring any with me tonight. [ Toys. She flutters her lashes in Giles's direction, as she begins to paw at the buttons of Stephen's shirt, popping one open after the other. Sweetly, ] But I figured I'd have my hands full.

Have you two ever done this before? [ Together, she means, perhaps obvious in the way that her gaze drifts between them. ]