Jerrar blushed and kinda wished he drank more. He felt her breasts on his now bare chest and he must have blacked out because anything after that was sort of fuzzy.  It all blended together, the taste of her lips, her soft skin, her hands flowing over his body and his flowing over her body.<br/><br/>Then she spoke, the tone of her voice made him doubt whether she was really drunk. "Me neither." He whispered in between kisses.  Every now and again he would get a glance at her shimmering blue eyes and it made his stomach ache, or was it just the side-effects of his human form?  As his hands slid down her back and began to untie her rope belt a voice called from a distance.<br/><br/>It was so sudden that Jerrar had not heard what had been spoken. He sat up, pushing Kiriei up with him so now his face stared directly at her chest. He admired them for a moment before the voice rang out again. "Oy! Get yur selves come cover! Don't be lovin' it in plain sight!" It was an older voice coming from a man driving a cart on the road. The tree they were under wasn't far from the fences that separated them road so Jerrar was not entirely surprised that they had been caught.<br/><br/>"My apologizes, sir!" His voice cracked in mid sentence, but the man didn't mind, he glared at them for a moment and without another word he was off.  Jerrar let his head fall forward as he sighed and it fell right onto Kiri.