Mine

Briar likely would have been content to continue snuggling and enjoying her wonderful, unimaginably perfect husband until their bodies completely gave out, but when Art glanced toward the table of gifts and mentioned making use of them while they waited out the evening he at least peeked her interest. She returned the kiss she was given and reluctantly let him slip away, rolling onto her stomach to watch him move across the room to see what goodies he could find. The slight sway as he caught himself on his paws didn't escape her and she grinned and chuckled at the sight, loving the fact that she could effect him like this. She pulled herself toward the edge of the bed, her lithe body stretching out across the bed with her forepaws dangling lightly over the edge, letting Artorias find the most interesting bits for them to play with while she watched his masculine form move and enjoyed the sight of her freshly pleasured husband with his sex-ruffled fur.

He began to go through some of the spoils from their wedding, offering to give her a rub down with the oils from her brother which earned him a lecherous grin of her own in return. "I'd certainly enjoy that," she agreed with a chuckle, her long tail swaying back and forth over her stretched out hind legs, already impatient and ready for him to come back to bed. Still, he pulled out a few more things to enjoy, offering her the cannabis that someone had left them. Her head tilted curiously at the idea, replying, "I've never had any. Have you?" She wasn't against the idea by any means, but she honestly had no idea what to expect from it. She was already pretty pleasantly tipsy, likely not as drunk as Artorias, but still very much feeling the effects of the wine she had at their reception. She wasn't sure what to expect from the cannabis, much less how that would interact with the inebriation she was already feeling. It seemed Artorias also had their drunkenness in mind as he reached for a couple bottles from their stash. He offered her the moonshine or the blended bourbon and rum and she hummed softly as she considered them for a moment.

Before she could answer though, something caught Artorias' attention and he sat the jars he had been brandishing down, causing her turquoise gaze to turn curiously up toward whatever it was that had distracted him so. Her gaze landed on the jar that was filled with dark sand. It was something she had glimpsed among their various possessions that lined the shelves from time to time, but she had never really bothered to ask him what it was or why he had it. It seemed that he had forgotten about its existence and said as much as he explained that it had come from the pirates when he was making the exchange for their once prisoner. She raised a brow with a mix of curiosity and suspicion as he mentioned how Sparrow had promised that there was a prize hidden inside and asked if they should open it. She wasn't sure she trusted the pirate leader, but now they had this mysterious jar of sand so she supposed they'd need to find out what they had been given at some point. "Sure, why not?" she finally agreed with a chuckle, giving him a wave of her paw to proceed.

"Artorias & Briar Carpathius"