She smiled, then kissed me back.Taking that as an invitation to kiss her again, I pressed my lips softly against hers and pressed my tongue gently aga...nst her lips. She parted them and our tongues touched lightly. She hugged me tighter and pressed her lips more tightly against mine. Our tongues tangled, moving between our mouths as our hands moved along each other’s backs.She broke the kiss and led me to the couch in the living room. That told me pretty clearly this was a make-out session, not. I thought about the cold reality of Alex’s words. Witches were still being burned at the stake at this time in history, I knew. And if Alex had as much power over the Laird as he thought he did, then I was going to burn. I pulled the blankets tighter against me, and stood. I walked out of the chamber, being careful to quietly close the door behind me. Tilda should get all the sleep she could. Walking down the steps quickly, I stopped when I saw all the sleeping soldiers. They were snoring. “I love you”, She said. I just kissed her again.Then I moved a little down and kissed and bit her neck. She moaned.I moved a finger through her cleavage and then encircled her nipples and pinched it. She moaned again and moved uncontrollably. I leaned and kissed her nipples and ate her boobs.I took my one hand and moved it downwards to her vagina and started fingering her. And with my other hand, I pressed her other boobs. She moaned.I sucked other boobs and pressed the first one whilst. Then, while we were all talking away afterwards, they ended up shoulder-to-shoulder (and probably hip-to-hip, too). Just barely touching; it seemed as if they tried to do it as lightly as possible but still feel the contact.George caught on quickly after I nudged him and flicked my eyes towards their hands creeping towards one another's. I slid my foot over towards George's ankle, and we played the Touch Game, too.I thought Bob must be able to project his empathy, too. I felt the energy flowing.