Shula laughed weakly, her tail flicking to wack him in the leg lightly. "No-Shut up, that's such a stupid question." she chided, cracking her eyes open again. She hadn't realized how close Fealan had gotten. Her knees were touching his and almost subconsciously her tail had settled over his legs. She felt her heart skip a beat as she looked at his eyes and she didn't know if she was just losing it or if it was the alcohol but he looked more vulnerable in that moment then she had ever seen him; he looked so open and he was just making fun of her as usual. She couldn't help but stare, her gaze dropping to his shirtless body and back up to his angled face again. Everything felt surprisingly comfortable.<br/><br/>Her throat dried up. She cleared her throat, sitting up again and reaching over Fealan to get some water, using it as an excuse to press her body against his. she took a couple swigs of it, attempting to return to her position but only ending up stopped at Fealan's face. She wasn't even thinking at this point, the woman just let her body did what it wanted in it's tired, drunken state. The woman leaned forward, they're noses burnishing past each other and they're lips meeting softly. She'd closed her eyes, afraid of the rejection that might come as she kissed him. Something in her mind kept screaming that this might be a very bad idea.