One More Night (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

"Not maybe," he said gently, "definitely...and she always tempts me...it's just finally getting easier to say no~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Aw, really?” She asked. “Damn..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He laughed softly, "Alright...alright!" More melodrama, "a little, I will try."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Good!” She said, pouring two glasses. “Now get over here and eat.” She said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Yes, ma'am~" He smirked, moving to sit with her, "It smells great."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Well, dig in, dummy, I didn’t make it to look at..” she said. She ate, decently satisfied with the meat, before moving to try a sip of the wine.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Oh my Gosh, you're such a bully, dude." He grinned before he ate.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She made a pleasant noise as she tasted the mead, and continued to eat.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He was so nervous. What if he liked it too much? Would she get angry? He ended up just staring at it, looking conflicted.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“You gonna take your sip..?” She asked, smiling a bit.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I..." Man, come on, Derek, don't be a little bitch about this. He grabbed his glass and hesitated before taking the smallest sip he possibly could. As soon as it touched his tongue, his pupils blew wide. Real alcohol volume. He slammed the rest of it back in a couple gulps before relaxing, "Fuck, that's good...~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled. “Right? I’m glad you like it..” she said with a smile, and finished her glass before pouring both of them another glass.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Oh, babe, I dunno if I should have more...what if I relapse?" He asked. He would, it wasn't a what if.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Alright, if you’re sure..!” She said, slugging her glass back.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"It was pretty good..." He smiled, "I remember when you humans first made mead. Pretty wild."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She laughed a bit and they continued to eat. The bottle kept going down and down, but Derek never touched his glass.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He was watching her, his plate long cleaned, and listened to her slurr and ramble as she drank, glad at least one of them was having a good time.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She was giggling like mad, accidentally spilling a tiny bit of mead on her shirt. “Mm! Shit..!”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Wasteful~" He teased before moving to clear their dishes, leaving the glasses so she could keep enjoying herself.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She set her glass aside, and took hold of the bottle. “Did you ever bag any viking women back when these crazy mead times were around?” She asked

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He gave a playful noise, "I was celibate in those days, but there were a couple I would have sinned for~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“You? Celibate? Now THAT I would have to see..” she said with a laugh. She pulled a long drag from the bottle, gasping and making a noise as she spilled a bit more onto her shirt.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He glanced back and gave a mocking hum, "Need some help?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“No, shuttup..!” She slurred.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"How about you make me, huh?" He moved over and turned her chair with her still in it to face him, like it was nothing.