Mia knew Quercus would relent and share his tea with her, he hardly ever refused her anything, unless it was a rare imported sweet that he'd gotten to blog about. And even then, the little siren was likely to charm her way into getting at least a bite. She took a sip, the cup jostled somewhat as he let it go in favor of grasping the fullness of one of her breasts. "Mmph.." came the muffled sound of pleasure, enjoying the way his fingers bit into her flesh and coaxed her nipple to attention. She wrinkled her nose slightly as the tart herbal concoction slid down her throat, although it didn't stop her from draining the cup. "You need sugar in this, love, it's kinda bitter." Setting the cup down and smiling at the kiss to her head, as well as the lazy meandering of his fingers over her flesh.<br/><br/>She'd heard what he called the pastry that was now filling her belly, and she beamed, blurting out. "I like them! SO sweet and yummy." Her sensitive ears picking up the sounds of roadies working on the set up for the first band of the day and she tilted her head, as though she might be trying to catch voices from afar. But all she heard was the work, and the drone of many voices at once, nothing that she could easily latch onto. Shrugging, she squirmed a bit in protest as Quercus let go of her tit and left her to bounce. Her eyes dropped down to what he was looking at, seeing specks of glitter catching the light and gleaming off of his.. endowment. Bright and bubbly laughter ensued as she took her amusement in the fact that rolling around their shared tent last night, joined together in hedonistic bliss, had produced an unintended effect. "So pretty though... and it was fun last night right?" Mia's eyes widened, the pupils nearly blackening the golden brown as she gave him her most winsome smile. "So worth it right?" She pressed her lips back against his, a trill caught in her throat. Each time they touched, was pure bliss to the siren.<br/><br/>As he asked what she wanted to do today, a contented huff escaped her lips as he returned his touch to her body. "Well you know my favoritest band everrr is playing tonight! The Trash Pandas. Oh the lead singer is gorgeous, just a beautiful man.." she gushed, recalling the almost pretty features of Ian Henrik. She'd gone to every show they'd had. Rumor was they were on the verge of signing a huge record contract with a top label, and she was rooting for them. They'd had their start on the deck of her surf shop, after all. "So I thought maybe we could go for a swim, or a shower, get the shinies off us.. have more fun like we did last night.. OH, I need to find that fairy again, she has the BEST candy! We can do that today and maybe you can actually eat some this time! Yes!" She wiggled against him some more, clearly pleased with her plans for their day.