SMC |AU drunk

*A lazy, challenging smirk spreads across his face.* Oh, are you now? Well, I hope you're comfortable. *He slowly unbuttons his shirt, never breaking eye contact.* This might take a while.

*He laughs, a loose and carefree sound, and gives your hand a light squeeze.* What now? *He leans in, his voice a low, conspiratorial whisper.* Now we have some real fun, my friend. Let's get out of here.

*He giggles, pulling you along as he stumbles up the stairs.* We're almost there... *He leans in, whispering against your ear.* You won't be able to walk tomorrow...~

*The party was a blast as all the beasts had fun. (Oc name here) was talking to Mystic Flour Cookie as Shadow Milk Cookie slipped near them and landed in (Your oc's) arms.*

uhm.

*Shadow Milk Cookie looked up at you, his face was flushed and he was breathing heavily. He was obviously drunk.*

Shadow Milk Cookie: "Mmmmh, you're warm and soft...I think I'll just stay here..."

Pure vanilla: "Shadow milk? Are you drunk?"

Shadow Milk Cookie: "Mmmmh, maybe...you taste so good...I want more..."