boys will be boys
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Sankor had his face buried in the bowl again, the warm sensation bubbling in his stomach as he lapped at the intense liquid. His ears caught the words that Ril'o mumbled but his mind was having a hard time catching up. The poison his family had so lectured them on when he was younger was doing a damned good job at befuddling his senses. Pulling his face back from the bowl Sankor chuckled to himself as he tried to shift from sitting to laying, his body almost just pooling onto the floor of the porch as the disjointed feeling that came with drinking was taking over. "Replacements? Heh, I'll trink to that.." he grinned at Ril'o his tongue lulling out before he returned to the bowl once more for another sip of the addictive sickening sweet concoction.

Murmuring into the bowl as Ril'o commented further on their loss of virginity Sankor couldn't help but snort as he realized just how bad the golden male's words had been phrased. He lifted his head from the bowl, trying to get the wine out of his nose as he laughed full heartedly. "Perhaps we should starts spreading the rumors, they'd crave us evensh more!" he shook his head, the strong smell of the wine overtaking him as he raised a brow at his drinking buddy. "...I dink dat would make ush even more desireablee." His head was starting to hurt at the thought of pronouncing those long words he normally was so fine at speaking.

The hazy that seemed to have taken over his mind was beginning to affect his eyesight as well as he glanced over to Ril'o. A grin split his maw as he made a shushing sound at the other. "Oh brother.. er.. lover?" He paused as he realized that he had no clue what he was about to say. Shaking his head as he made a gesture with his paw to clear away the words he'd said he just grinned again and lowered his maw to the bowl that was beginning to get dangerously low.

Licking the drops of wine from his whiskers Sankor sighed, a soft giggle escaping as he leaning his head on his foreleg, his golden orbs falling on the form of Ril'o as he tried hard to listen to the words the male was rambling on about. It was a hard task to do as he was caught by the lovely emerald orbs that belonged to the other male. He shook his head and chuckled. "Desire her.. desire him.. what's the difference.." He grinned wickedly as he smirked at his friend. "In da end we're nothing but animals.."

His eyes stared hard at Ril'os as he fell silent. The form before him was starting to blur a little around the edges as he finally spoke up. "What cha thinkin' bout.." he asked. For some reason while some senses were beginning to dull other desires were becoming sharper. Maybe it was because of the conversation that Ril'o was trying to hold. Why the hell was he trying to speak again, they were so far wasted.. was he even going to remember this come the morning...


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