I'm not giving you *all* of my stash! Finish what I gave you! [ he takes another sip, finishing off the strange bottle and instantly feeling warm. ] I... I think it might have expired... because it's making me feel a little weird.
It was tasty! ...and I didn't feel like shit after the first few sips. [ his cheeks flush and he wanders over to aether, plopping down on the couch. ] Give me a swig of that liquor. I need to wash the taste out of my mouth.
[ going to take a swig of the liquor, his face flushing more. ] Is it hot in here comrade? [ tugs on his shirt, which has gotten a little bit tight because of his newly swelling breasts. ]
[ flops back against Childe as he shifts himself a little bit sideways to lean up against the other while holding the snack bowl. ] Seems okay to me.
[ except, he pauses because he feels his back smack into a bit of soft and pillowy stuff and pauses looking confused. Must be the alcohol distorting his sense of touch because most of Childe feels normal, right ? Whatever works for him. ] Did mixing the two alcohols bring it on?
[ childe loosely drapes an arm around aether, so heās nestled closely as he eats the snacks. ] Maybeā¦ though Iām almost certain Iāve done this before. [ sighs. ] Maybe itās a mix of alcohol and stress. [ his laughs, tone pitching upward and if aether happens to peer back at him his facial features have changed; becoming softer and more feminine. ]
[ well, this is nice, at least. Not being alone with frustrations was a good move, but he hopes Childe isn't actually ill or something.
He glances back to the other and blinks when he notices... wait. He looks back to the drink and then back to Childe's face and then back to the drink before once again back to the other's face.
?!?
Scooting scooting himself even closer as if it's possible, he is trying to get a better look by leaning back against Childe some... But he ultimately slips when he shifts the wrong way and lands with an oof backwards over Childe's lap.
...oh, but, this is actually perfect now, though! He can totally see better from this angle something is totally wrong here. ]
Ahhh... I think you might be turning into a Kitsune maiden. [ ...wait, how? Childe's not a magic Kitsune, he just has fox ears and a tail. ]
... Maybe this alcohol is working better than I thought.
[ childe laughs and brings a hand to aetherās forehead, peering down at him over the rise of his breasts ( which is easier said than done ). ] Maybe youāre the one thatās ill, Aether. You do feel a little warm.
[ he shifts beneath him, looping his arm around him, so he can properly help him sit upā¦ just so he can get yanked straight into his chest. ] Itās probably the alcohol. I should have know that you minor coded people canāt hold your liquor!
H-hold on! [ listen he knows what knocking his head into a hard chest feels like and this soft pillowy squishiness is not it! ... Though it's a really nice pillow?? Like really nice way better than his own in the dorm.
So okay, this is fine! Titty naps are perfectly acceptable. —WAIT THESE AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE THERE ARE THEY??? ]
A-are you sure there's nothing wrong?? I mean... just ... look. [ or feel because he's going to honk on one of your boobs because he's not sober enough to really care about the implications.
Oh yeah, other more important things too: ]
I shouldn't be minor-coded anyway, this is discrimination?!
[ sets a hand on aetherās head. ] Iām fine. Just a little tipsy, but Iām not nearly as drunk a- aaahnn. [ his face instantly turns several shades of red as he swats at aetherās hand. ] D- Donāt do that. Itās rude to grab at peopleā¦ [ but, hm, this isā¦ this doesnāt feel right. he lifts his shirt a bit and gropes himself, nipples pebbling as his breath catches. ] Do Iā¦ do I have boobs?
I don't know! How should I know! [ going to... squeeze his own chest again to make sure all this is real and not a real bad reaction to some liquor and a strawberry drink. his face darkens and he bites his lip to stifle a moan. o- oh no, sensitive. ] I don't want these!
If it's a potion, then it'll eventually wear off... [ stares at them for another couple of moments before grabbing aether and yanking him back into them. ] You seem to enjoy how soft they are.
Not all boobs are *this* good. [ he presses a bit more firmly on aether. enjoy the 'pillows'. ] Who knew I'd make such a cute girl. Do you like me like this, comrade? Do you think I'm ~pretty?
[ smirks! but tries not to be so blatant about it. ]
[ ā¦fails. ]
Aetherrrr, donāt say it like that-! I donāt need to tease you to enjoy your company. I like you for you tooā¦ especiallyā¦ especially now. I feel like Iām burning up. Sāgot to be you, r- right, making me so hot???
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[ except, he pauses because he feels his back smack into a bit of soft and pillowy stuff and pauses looking confused. Must be the alcohol distorting his sense of touch because most of Childe feels normal, right ? Whatever works for him. ] Did mixing the two alcohols bring it on?
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He glances back to the other and blinks when he notices... wait. He looks back to the drink and then back to Childe's face and then back to the drink before once again back to the other's face.
?!?
Scooting scooting himself even closer as if it's possible, he is trying to get a better look by leaning back against Childe some... But he ultimately slips when he shifts the wrong way and lands with an oof backwards over Childe's lap.
...oh, but, this is actually perfect now, though! He can totally see better from this angle something is totally wrong here. ]
Ahhh... I think you might be turning into a Kitsune maiden. [ ...wait, how? Childe's not a magic Kitsune, he just has fox ears and a tail. ]
... Maybe this alcohol is working better than I thought.
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[ he shifts beneath him, looping his arm around him, so he can properly help him sit upā¦ just so he can get yanked straight into his chest. ] Itās probably the alcohol. I should have know that you minor coded people canāt hold your liquor!
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So okay, this is fine! Titty naps are perfectly acceptable. —WAIT THESE AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE THERE ARE THEY??? ]
A-are you sure there's nothing wrong?? I mean... just ... look. [ or feel because he's going to honk on one of your boobs because he's not sober enough to really care about the implications.
Oh yeah, other more important things too: ]
I shouldn't be minor-coded anyway, this is discrimination?!
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Aether nods enthusiastically. He's being polite and looking away at least. ] Yeah, see! How did you get those? You look more feminine, too, I think!
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Hm? Yeah, and you're definitely a pretty girl. Traveler approved.
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[ he shrugs about having a bigger crush. ] Don't be silly. It doesn't matter, anyway. Caeli is Caeli, handsome, pretty whatever. It's Caeli.
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[ ā¦fails. ]
Aetherrrr, donāt say it like that-! I donāt need to tease you to enjoy your company. I like you for you tooā¦ especiallyā¦ especially now. I feel like Iām burning up. Sāgot to be you, r- right, making me so hot???
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Actually, I'm ppppreeeetty sure that's the alcohol and the potion combination messing with you and has nothing to do with me, ehe~.
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I'm not the only one that drank a lot. [ pokes him in the cheek. ] You minor coded lightweight.
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