This game clearly wasn’t fair from the start, but she didn’t really have anything else going on for the rest of the night. “And what’s the prize for winning?” She asked curiously.
He took his cup and rose it to her gently in a toast before swallowing it in one gulp. Not the best way to enjoy his finer sake, but it would serve its purpose.
She watched her cup fill again with half-lidded eyes. “I still don’t think I’ll ever quite get used to how hot I get..” She said softly before throwing back the glass and wiping her lips with the back of her hand. “But it is pleasant.” She agreed with a nod, resting her weight on one hand as she got comfortable.
She looked at him from the corners of her eyes, face flushed. “We both knew I wouldn’t be winning this contest… Just name your prize, no need to rub it in..”
Amaya stared up at him in a drunken daze for a moment before answering. “Is that all..?” She asked softly before propping herself up on her elbows, her face now inches from Sasuke’s. She reached a hand out and cupped his cheek gently, stroking his cheekbone with her thumb and pulling him closer to kiss him softly.
He kissed back, his free hand moving to press hers more to his cheek. It was nice, he hadn't really been like this with a woman before - or anyone really.
Amaya made a soft noise into the kiss, closing her eyes, holding it for a moment longer before pulling back to catch her breath for a moment. Leaning back in, she kissed him again, her heart beating in her chest.