"Uh. Marlo says it's okay if I kiss you. Uh. If you wanted."

"I'd love to." She leans forward, close enough that Lev would barely have to move at all —

And he kisses her.

It's nicer, he decides, when you're not in a haze of desperation and lust and touch starvation.

It is, isn't it. 

Raine makes small noises into Lev's mouth, puts her hands in Lev's hair, closes her eyes. 

Watching his girlfriend kiss other guys is surprisingly hot.

Lev moans into her mouth and pulls her closer.

She's enthusiastic, presses her body into Lev's chest and tugs on his hair. 

Asher's arms wrap around her from behind and he's kissing her neck.

Eep. This is slightly terrifyin-- oh wait his hair is being pulled never mind he doesn't care

Ohhhhh. Her fingers tighten involuntarily in Lev's hair and she melts into the two of them. 

Asher bites her neck, a place where the bruise would be covered by her clothes.

Lev maybe spoke too soon about the "haze of desperation and lust and touch starvation" thing.

Raine makes several fascinating sounds when she's bitten. 

Those are indeed incredibly fascinating sounds.

It is not hard to get her to make more of them, or to get her to whimper and pull Lev's hair and shift her hips forward against Lev and back against Asher. 

Oh god that's good. That's so good.

He's as hard as he can ever remember being in his life.

Asher very deliberately tugs Raine's head away from Lev's and kisses Lev.

!!!!!!!!!!!

"We should maybe move to a bedroom," Raine says; her voice is very soft. 

"I should probably ask Marlo? And see if he wants to come? Also I might just have a panic attack."

She nods and kisses his cheek and probably should stand up and find Ron and ask where the spare rooms are but — doesn't. 

It's okay, Asher can carry her to ask.

"Uh, hi, Marlo. Uh."

"Hi." A kiss on the cheek, fr no reason other than that they can do that here. 

Oh that's very good. Asher should carry her more. She asks, and is only the slightest bit aware of the words she uses.