[ still close, he adds in a few more notes: the fact that even half a drink really gets you, but you can shake it off if you've got someone willing to bear with it. he still feels it, the dregs of wanting to suddenly spout something miserable, but instead he just draws a very comical sad face next to it and nods. ]
Mojito? You have good taste, let's see...
[ he'll take the drink from him once he's had his fill, the familiar taste of a mojito filling his mouth delightfully. at least there's that... but as he puts it down, he accidentally... spills a bit over gold's fingers— ]
Ah—shit sorry! [ a half laugh as he pulls from it and hums, feeling a little bit of a tingle around his tongue, his cheeks, his lips. as they trade sips until the glass is empty, eiden can't help but grab gold's fingers and absent-mindedly... ] Lemme get that— [ just... cleans them up with his tongue instead of with a napkin, the sensation awash with strange pleasure as a flush blooms over his face. ]
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Mojito? You have good taste, let's see...
[ he'll take the drink from him once he's had his fill, the familiar taste of a mojito filling his mouth delightfully. at least there's that... but as he puts it down, he accidentally... spills a bit over gold's fingers— ]
Ah—shit sorry! [ a half laugh as he pulls from it and hums, feeling a little bit of a tingle around his tongue, his cheeks, his lips. as they trade sips until the glass is empty, eiden can't help but grab gold's fingers and absent-mindedly... ] Lemme get that— [ just... cleans them up with his tongue instead of with a napkin, the sensation awash with strange pleasure as a flush blooms over his face. ]
Can't let it go to waste...