WC:: 4+
Drin is a lushy puppy and apparently highly affectionate while intoxicated!
A lovely warm and heavy sensation was beginning to seep its way up Palaydrian’s legs. It felt as if weights had been tied around her ankles, but the feeling was far from unpleasant. She felt her inhibitions falling away and was beginning to feel saucy as if she was in heat again. A part of her brain tried to hold onto the safe familiarity of being chaste and pure, but the majority wanted nothing more than to throw Jiva down on the kitchen floor and see what would happen next. Her palms were beginning to sweat and she was starting to feel grabby so her left hand tangled in her hair and the right gripped the smooth outside of the bottle the male handed to her.
Thanksss, she slurred out with a grin before knocking the bottle back and this time taking deeper swallows of the burning liquid inside. Now the warming sensation had reached her cheeks and she felt as if the tips of her ears were on fire, but everything about it felt amazing. She’d never experienced anything like this before, especially the driving want for the male accompanying her. She placed the bottle down on the table before looking up at Jiva with a mysterious sparkle in her eyes. Her left hand fell away from her endless waves of golden hair and tentatively reached for Jiva before it was followed by her right.
The golden fae managed to loosely wrap her arms around the man’s waist before she fell into his chest. If alcohol hadn’t been coursing through her brain she would have been blushing and would have immediately withdrawn for fear of being too forward, but Drin only looked up at Jiva with a smile on her lips. You know... she paused to let out a soft chuckle, Ayyye....never thhhanked you, for ssshowing me aroun on my firsss day here, the alcohol was quickly taking its toll on the young woman and her first gentle hug was quickly becoming more desperate. She needed to do this, liquid courage was coursing through her veins, it was now or never!
Her coy smile was replaced by something more wicked and tempting before she lifted up to releve on her ever heavy-growing legs in an attempt to kiss the man who had stolen her heart from day one. Her lushy ocean eyes closed as she willed for the man to meet her lips, if not, it would just be the first drunken blunder she’d make. Kissss meee! Her thoughts were all the same.
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