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Perhaps this party was not the most appropriate of settings to be straddling a wizard in his seat, but Larkin found the celebratory mood in the air far too infectious to be ignored. Arms resting easy atop Nico's shoulders, she only had to bend her neck slightly to envelop his fully amenable lips into an agreeable (and did she mention incredibly stimulating?) kiss.

How could she have forgotten how entirely pleasurable blatantly open snogging was? Surely that had to be a right sign of how long it had been since she experienced a proper public snog. Larkin's lips curled wickedly at the thought, and she broke away from Nico's mouth with a trailing interest toward his neck. His heavy breath against her skin made her hairs stand on end, enough to need a stronger her grip on what hair of his she had running through her fingers.

But, always a curious one, Larkin couldn't help but let one eye pop open for a weary, and curious, glance around the parts of the pitch-turned-room she could see. From a distance it seemed that no one had cared enough to turn and stare at the couple sucking face in the relatively off-to-the-side area, but she knew better. There were a few select drunken lurkers in the vicinity.

"Is he gone?" she muttered vaguely, closing her eyes and pressing her face back to Nico. Briefly exposing her teeth, Larkin nipped at the skin under his jaw before sucking it slowly. When was the last time she had witnessed Nicodemo Penrose with an obviously exposed hickey? After being unable to immediately recall a time, Larkin quickly pushed herself closer to him and got to work.