At the sound of her voice, he was beaming broadly at her, his eyes tracing over her very pink form before she was right there next to him and her lips were pressing against his cheek. He didn't get a chance to try and change that to a kiss on the lips before she was exclaiming about the present and then admonishing him for starting before she arrived. He gave her a crooked grin.

"Naw. I had a...a piffling. Just enough to make sure it's good enough for you," he claimed, grinning all the more as he settled his arm about her and pulled her nice and close. He liked how her body felt pressed against his side. She didn't have the tits, but Merlin, she smelled good and she was always so pleased to be around him; that made him want her more than even he was aware.

"Here," he pressed the bottle to her hand, "try it out. It's not as good as fire whiskey - which I do have," he added, nodding towards the bag, "but it's a good start. And doesn't burn nearly as much. The flavor is a bit lighter, too, but in a good way," he continued, acting like he was some sort of regular drinker. Which he wasn't.

"And I got something else," he added, waggling his brows and leaning in to whisper into her ear, "special. Just for us." He pulled abruptly away from her and reached over to grab out the firewhiskey. "But you'll have to wait and see later!"


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