"Oops," was all Gael said before he laughed and turned his head to the side. What else, really, could he have said to 'what if I had wanted to lick that off you'? Though, really...Gael had never been a fan of the whole food and play thing. Mostly because he was not a fan of being sticky, which the food often left a person afterward, even if it was a little sexy at the time.

"I suppose you'll never know, now." He said, lifting his hips up a little as he tried his best to shift on the couch. Honestly, laying back the way he was was not the most comfortable, but there wasn't a lot of room to maneuver around, especially with Carlos leaning over him, pinning his arms and lavishing attention upon his exposed skin. "And I would suggest another bottle, but...I don't think I would make it out awake." He was too drunk to even remotely want another bottle. He liked wine, but it did hit him like a freight train every time. Beer was nothing in comparison.

"How does that line go, in that movie....with Cruise and the planes. 'Take me to bed, or lose me forever'?" Gael said, biting his lip after a moment before he pushed his hips up again as he tried to at least get one leg back up on the couch.