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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

Yukimura sat up when the food was brought in and served to the both of them, each being poured a glass of wine to go with the steak and scalloped potatoes. He thanked the servant, rather excited about trying the food, even if it had no taste for him.
 
She laughed softly as she watched him, eating her food slowly. The ribeyes were massive and think, practically glittering from the presentation; even the potatoes and steamed asparagus looked wonderful. Akihime's was a little more red on the inside than Yukimura's was, making a soft content noise as she ate before reaching for her wine.
 
Yukimura cut into his steak and took a bite- as expected he tasted nothing, but the texture of the meet was still good, and it was piping hot. It was good, not tough or dry like other foods he had had, enjoying how juicy it was. “I don’t think I’ve ever had meat this tender before.”
 
"I'm glad, I hope the texture is alright?" She asked, sipping her wine, "Some people say pinker is a bit chewy, but I don't think so."
 
“It’s good, I’m sure it tastes even better, but it feels good.” He said, washing down his bite with some wine. He couldn’t taste much of that either, but it had a similar mouth feel as juice.
 
She was surprised to see him not even wince, the gin and whiskey always made him flinch a little she saw, but the wine did nothing.
"That makes me happy.."
 
Yukimura took another bite of his steak, making a soft noise. “How is your food, Akihime?” He asked.
 
Yukimura’s face was flush deep from the wine, a strong buzz keeping him seated on the couch next to her, one arm wrapped loosely around her.
 
“It was a little difficult.” He admitted, watching her with hazy eyes. “I told you you would win in this contest.”
 
“Where you can drink more than me..!” He said pointedly. “I’ll just have to practice, then I’ll be able to out drink you..!” He said with a hiccup.
 
She laughed, pressing into him to contain herself before settling, "Yukimura, I'm barely buzzed and you're swaying in your seat~ I think I won, sweetheart~"
 
He hung his head in defeat, but it was all in good fun. “And what should your reward for winning be~?” It was clear he was drunk, but not far gone.
 
Who was Yukimura to deny her her prize? He leaned down and kissed her softly, pulling her firmly against him as he did so.
 
He moved his hands to her hips, holding her steady on his lap as he kissed back just as deeply.
 
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