<br/>As their intertwined activity had moved to the floor--such as it was--of Vash'ti's sacred place; Alphonse briefly found himself with free hands and wondered where to best put them to use. He murmured lightly at the mage's caress and when she moved to more fully occupy herself with Quinta, he smiled even as he wished those dextrous hands and fingers had moved just a little lower on his own body. The warrior woman had been the first to draw the halfling's attention and he slowly moved about the couple, eyes occasionally slipping from them to regard Vash'ti and see what her reactions and inspirations were.<br/><br/><em>Why let my hands have all the fun?</em><br/><br/>The ranger's smile grew larger as he slipped to his knees behind Quinta and resumed caressing and fondling her asscheeks. This time, however, he leaned in to begin slowly covering her flesh with light kisses and soft nips from his teeth, and to brush the silkiness that passed for his beard against Quinta's skin. Bit by bit, he worked his way to where he could watch Fiera's manipulations and added in the touch of his lips and tongue in a counterpoint to what the elf was doing to the human.