River is happy to fall back, to feel Mairi's weight against her, the press of the druid's breasts on her body. The sand cushions her, and River realizes, belatedly, that it's going to stick to her body and that Mairi's blanket is right there, next to them, going unused. She breaks away from the kiss with a laugh, nuzzling her friend's neck with a warm murmur. "You wanna roll like, a foot to the left? I prefer my dirty girl status slightly less literal, beliorni."
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