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[leetle]

Hey! It's Jester!
I can't pick up right now, but I'll reply really soon, okay? Don't miss me too much.
...doot doo doo beep boop!





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[thunderbeau]

[it works]

yeah!! not me! I'm not worried about shit except maybe that you drank all my drink!

[leetle]

I didn't drink all of it, you chugged like half of it right in one go!

[She rolls her eyes.] Besides, if I'd done that I'd be drunk. And I'm definitely only tipsy.

[thunderbeau]

That's cause it's like, mostly sugar.

[she peers curiously at Jester]

You got tipsy off of that like, mouthful and a half???

[leetle]

Beau, I literally never drink. Of course I did.

[listen!!!]

[thunderbeau]

We should get drunk. Right now.

[leetle]

Right now? [Jester considers it for a moment.]

Only if you make me breakfast tomorrow morning when I'm sick.

[thunderbeau]

I'll take such good care of you, okay? Promise.

[leetle]

Hmmm. Okay, fine.

[She pulls away and hauls herself out of the water and over the side of the hot tub, reaching for her towel and wrapping it around her.]

I'll be right back. Anything else you need? You know what, I'm going to bring ice cream, too.

[thunderbeau]

Yaaaaay!!! Jessie, you're the BEST!

Nope. Just hurry back.

[if Beau is blatantly staring at her ass, that is Beau's business.]

[leetle]

[Jester does hurry back, toting a bottle of red wine for herself, a bottle of tequila for Beau, and a coffee mug full of ice cream with a spoon sticking out. Grinning, she climbs back into the hot tub.]

Here's your nasty worm juice, [she sing-songs as she holds the bottle of tequila out for Beau to take.]

[thunderbeau]

[Beau smiles back at her, making grabby hands for the tequila]

Fuck yeah, my favorite!!!

[she takes a swig, shivers, and then grabs Jester's cheeks and presses a kiss to her forehead.]

[leetle]

[Jester pulls a face, pulling the cork out of her wine bottle and taking a swig before Beau manages to grab her face and pull her in for a forehead smooch. She feels her cheeks grow warm at how handsy Beau is being.]

I see, I just have to bring you alcohol to earn your love, huh?

[thunderbeau]

[beau looks mock-offended. she takes another mouthful, and gestures for jester to come close again]

uhhhhh, not true! haven't you seen me staring at you, like, allll night?

[leetle]

[Jester settles closer to Beau, drawing her knees up to her chest and sipping from her bottle.]

...Well, yeah, but I just figured you must have missed me so much, or something!

[thunderbeau]

well I mean I did, but also I've kinda wanted to make out with you, like, this entire time.

[leetle]

Wh—really?

[Jester's head rears back in surprise, her cheeks definitely coloring by now. Is Beau being serious? More importantly, if Beau is being serious, how does Jester even feel about it?]

[thunderbeau]

[beau takes another drink and then reaches over and strokes jester's cheek.]

really, really.

course, if you don't wannnnaaaaaaa, that's okay, we can still have fun.

[leetle]

[Caught off-guard by the gesture, she feels her breath catch in her throat for a second. She'd be lying if she said she'd never thought about it, and Beau is right here...]

...We could try that. And if it's super weird or whatever, no harm no foul?

[thunderbeau]

yeah. we don't ever have to speak of it again.

[she cups jester's face, gently, and brushes their lips together in a kiss. no more thinking, just cute girl kissing.]

[leetle]

[Jester laughs a little, a vague note of nerves behind it, but she doesn't have to be nervous for very long, at least. Beau is closing in on her, their lips meeting, and Jester lets her eyes flutter closed as she lets her head tilt. Beau's lips feel just how she might have imagined a few times, warm and full and ripe with the flavor of tequila. It's not half bad.]

[thunderbeau]

[encouraged by the fact that Jester doesn't immediately pull away and run, she deepens the kiss a little, one hand still cupping the side of her face, the other one getting bold and finding its way to Jester's side. She's all soft and warm, no sharp edges, and she tastes sweet in a way that makes Beau feel a little breathless, so all too soon she has to pull away, searching Jester's face.]

[leetle]

[Beau's hand sliding around her side, and Jester relaxes a little, sighing softly against the monk's mouth as their kiss deepens. Her own hand lands on Beau's knee below the bubbling surface of the water.

When Beau pulls away, Jester blinks a few times, a shy smile breaking across her face.]

I didn't hate that.

[thunderbeau]

[she hopes the relief isn't too visible on her face--trying to play it cool, after all--but she's nonetheless glad not to be rejected outright. it was a real concern.

instead, she laughs a little, catching her breath.]

Me either. Wanna do it again?

[leetle]

[Jester chews her lip for a second, her eyes searching Beau's face for a reaction. She's good at reading Beauregard, good at detecting those little nuances of emotion that she tries so hard to hide, and in response Jester laughs softly and nods.]

Yeah, I'm totally down.

[She says nothing else before leaning back in and kissed Beau square on the mouth, the hand that's not on her knee coming up to cradle the back of Beau's head, the soft, fuzzy shorn sides.]

[thunderbeau]

[Beau melts into it, pulling Jester in closer, tongue brushing against her lower lip softly. The hand on her waist tightens a little, trying to quell her shaking fingers a little. She can't explain her nervousness--it's Jester, after all--but it's there nonetheless.]