[ It's impossible not to laugh at the dramatics-- laughing along with Cater, Lilia pulls back, moving to sit up again to allow himself to focus down on Cater, with a big dumb smile on his face. Stupid Cater with his stupid flirty attitude, his adorable flushed face. Lilia can't get enough. ]

You silly, silly boy.... [ A gentle flick hits Cater's forehead, a snicker leaving the fae. ]

Important question. Do you think they prestock these places with lube and other supplies? As sexy as shoving my fingers in your mouth to use your saliva as lubrication sounds, I'd prefer something else. I doubt I'll need to prepare much, if there is... [ Living dangerously speaking that blunt. ]