[ the cane thumps against the carpet as she returns the kiss, the soft sound drawing a smile up her lips as she pulls him closer-- but then she gets a great wisdom check and has images of astrid trotting by the door tossing condoms through the crack, i guess, so she pulls away just enough to give him a saucy smile and push the door closed, backing up against it and raising both eyebrows, biting at her lip suggestively, before reaching out to grab either edge of his suit jacket and draw him back in slowly for another embrace.
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sorry, astrid. ]