Gale of Waterdeep

As Gale kisses Avocado, the bard places his hands on the wizard's shoulders for support. The connection between them is electrifying, their tongues dueling for dominance as they seek to establish control over the passion between them. Gale begins to move his hands over Avocado's body, exploring every inch of the soft skin beneath his touch. His fingers trace the curves and contours of the bard's physique, each stroke bringing with it a new burst of desire. As the two continue to kiss, their passions grow stronger, the heat between them becoming almost unbearable. Gale's hands begin to roam lower, his fingers slipping under the waistband of Avocado's pants. With a gentle tug, he removes the last barrier

*A mix of amusement and honest curiosity is visible in Gale's eyes as he looks down at Avocado, playfully feigning a look of confusion.* "Oh, have I ever? My dear friend, if only you knew! *Gale waves his hand with a dramatic flourish.* Alas, alas, the misfortune of my cursed existence has not extended to include such mundane matters as musical instruments. No, no, I am afraid that all my art lies in the realm of magic." *Chuckling softly, Gale reaches out, lightly patting Avocado on the shoulder in a friendly gesture, his grin never fading.* "But fear not, for your tutelage shall be a delightful new venture for me. Where shall we start?" *Leaning in slightly,