The two women settled down a little at Gabriel's words, and the informing to end the hostilities. Neither argued, smiling at him there it seemed, as Aleesa watched him sip from the goblet. Swallowing as she felt him hold her closely, she parted her lips a bit feeling Gabriel's fingers trail up on that smooth, warm thigh under her skirt, finding a bit of heat beneath the cloth, her legs a little parted under the table's edge. Shivering a little she looked at Gabriel holding the goblet at ready for him whenever he might feel a thirsty, moving her hips a bit closer to the seat's edge.<br/><br/>Celeste smirked a bit feeling the hand rising on her skin, shivering a little but closing her eyes and letting out a soft breath. The form speared a small piece of well cooked fish, rising it slowly a little, perhaps meaning to offer it out but her mind elsewhere the fork shook a bit in the air as she felt the hand touch on her soft, full breast beneath, drawing a breath and leaning to his side tighter. The hand's journey moving along her skin, having her squirm and arch her back a little up, making the table shake at her rise against it briefly, but seeming to not draw attention thankfully. Sighing as the hand lead a path down lower, she swallowed at the feel of the hand's touch to her buttocks soon, parting her lips. "Maybe we should turn in early tonight, and retire upstairs... to relax a little. Perhaps sir might join us there?" Celeste whispered there.<br/><br/>"Mmh.. but we have not finished serving his meal to him." Aleesa replied with a bit shaky breath.