She shure could. She´sh really goooood at iiiit. Poppy purrs as she feels Kennen's hands in her hair. She looks up at Kennen with a warm, yet drunken look.

(( Yeah... people usually just censor that with stuff like Fresh Prince of Bel Air. ))

((mmhm...so uh should we take this to email or something?..))

Kennen bit his lip looking down at her with a look of confusion yet warm sincerity

(( Umm... I don't know... :S ))

(( So does this mean Kennen would take advantage of Poppy while she's drunk? ))

((...I want to watch this though...))

(( Huh... and Poppy's not much wiser in these things, having a fairly shut-in childhood as well... ))

Poppy continues to look at Kennen, smiling. Ish everything alright? If shomething ish wrong, you can tell meee.

Kennen sat her up and kissed her deeply shuttering at the warn sensation pressed to his lips

((idk...tristana needs to have pep talks!))

(( Yup... ))

Poppy giggles at the kiss, looking at Kennen and kissing back passionately.