Keira laughed, leaning back as Genevieve sent little sparks of pleasure down her spine at each nuzzle and brush of her lips. Flushed a little, she drew her hand behind her before pulling Genevieve's arm around her while she finished the gnocchi.

Taking it off the heat, she turned around and pushed her hand through Genevieve's hair and crushed her lips against hers in a heated, demanding kiss. Biting her bottom lip, she pulled away and tried to ignore the way Genevieve pressed up against her. Pliant, willing, wanting her.

"I'm making you food, stop distracting me. This- this is why I was all no you cannot come spell with me skyclad, you are too.... everything." Keira replied indicating the whole of her friend. Her bitten lips just begging to be kissed. "Quit it."