Maaaaybe. [ she hums once, light, like a sigh, drawing in a breath and then a slightly shakier one; her head drifts against his shoulder and she spots the edge of a blanket peeking out where it's been stuffed into the opposite corner of the couch. ] Wait, here.

[ she reaches out for it, only having to strain a little for her fingers to grip a corner and tug, but then she's spreading it out across their laps, shielding everything they're doing from pretend view. but that's not the end of her plan; she braces herself to his chest and lifts her hips up while she thumbs her shorts down, shucking them past her knees until they slip down her calves and hit the floor. now he's only got her panties to contend with, fabric already damp as his knuckles stretch it, but she can spread her legs wider now beneath that blanket cover. ] Mmm, but I might have a little trouble not makin' a peep. You're gonna have to — [ she swivels back to look at him, delivering a peck to his jawline. ] — keep my mouth busy.