lana-zhuâ:
âI beg to differ. My voice is calming opposed to your brash, incredibly loud gibberish when youâve had too much to drink.â She opened her mouth, lightly tugging on his lip as she pulled away. âNone of this comes free you know.â
âIf you think I am loud youâve never head yourself in bed, lass.â A low laugh hummed against their lips, and while she pulled away he made sure to keep her close. âWell if Iâm not willing to give up the whiskey what is it that you want?â

















