Dara caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she grinned at the trail of kisses. She took the phone from him and nudged his cheek with her nose to grab his attention so that she could kiss his lips again and then she rolled away from him, pressing the call button and crawling off the bed, meandering, unashamed in her nudity, away from the far corner of the loft where her bed was tucked away. The only thing about asking Lydia for help was that...well, she was asking Lydia. That meant another person was going to be near her loft and Dara suspected by the time she got there even a human being would be able to smell the sex in the air. Plus, it meant Dara would have to put her clothes back on. That was sort of the last thing she wanted to do.

The conversation was short and clipped with annoyance on both ends, but Lydia agreed all the same, so Dara ended the call and wandered back toward Stiles and her bed. "So, that's handled and she'll be here in an hour. Anything else you might have as a suggestion for what to do to pass the time...?" she asked suggestively, tossing him the phone and crawling back onto the bed with a mischievous grin on her face as she hovered toward the end of the bed, pressing kisses to his inner thigh before looking back up at him with a raised eyebrow to prod an answer.