Can You Feel the Magic?

“Fine.” he sighs “But if I drink that, you’re helping me with these books even though I’m not suppose to have help.”

“You’re such a goody two-shoes.” With a roll of her eyes she took a long swig of the bottle before handing it out to him, the liquid sloshing back and forth inside. “Just forget about the books. They’ll be there tomorrow.. where as today, the night is young and full of promise.”

Tootles eyes the bottle full of clear liquid and it’s obviously not water. “Tempting, but I don’t really drink. Although the librarian at the other side can use a drink as a piece offering from me. She and I have some bad beef going on.”

“Aw, c’mon.. have a little fun.” Pouting slightly, she cast a look over to the librarian. “She’ll get over it.”

Continuing to laugh, Pegasus shrugged his shoulders with a baffled look on his face. “Why would I agree to do regular work for sex can get sex anyway without it?” He shook his head. “It’s a stupid deal.”

“I suppose you could.. well with any girl that doesn’t mind a guy that can’t manage to walk in a straight line when sober.” Ora raised both eyebrows, one shoulder rising in an absent shrug, her voice playful. “But that’s none of my business.”

“I’m not gonna lie. This is starting to sound like some roleplay shit.” Peg said with a straight face before laughing gently. “I’m not into wearing suits all the time and having to call you Madam.”

A cheeky grin broke out across her face. “Aren’t I a little young to be a madame?” Snorting to cover her laugh she took a step towards him, hands resting on her hips. “Of course if you’re turning down sex just because you’ll have to do a little manual labor.. it’s entirely your loss.”

Peg pulled a face. “Eternal?” He hummed. “I mean– I’m not looking for anything forever right now, you know? Still playing the field and stuff.” A cheeky grin grew on his face.

“Hmm.. who says you still can’t play the field?” One brow quirked she leaned a hip against the door frame, a smirk starting to curl at her lips. “I’d have someone to wait on me.. and you.. well, let’s just say there would be other benefits involved.” Wiggling her eyebrows teasingly she laughed softly, a sensual smile curling up her lips. “Besides... sex is so much nicer when you don’t have to go looking for it.”

“Well,” Peg looked up at her with a smile. “What are you in the mood for wanting?”

Pursing her lips, she tapped a finger against them, contemplating. “Hmm let’s see..  how about your eternal devotion?” Ora laughed softly at the words, a small grin stretched across her face.

Peg was walking along perfectly fine until he somehow managed to trip of his own long gangly legs and ended up arse first on the floor. When he spotted someone staring, he playfully pointed a finger. “You saw nothing.”

Ora’s lips curled up into a playful smile, fingers tapping at the frame of the door. “That depends... What do I get out of it if I say I didn’t?”

“It’s not your fault really.” He groans and shakes his head. “I’m just frustrated putting these books on the high selfs that’s all.”

“Well, there is a way to make it a bit more enjoyable.” Reaching into her bag she pulls out a bottle of vodka, swinging it back and forth tantalizingly. “If you’re interested, of course.”

“I’m not angry, I’m merely disappointed.”

“Why?” Her red lips curled into a smirk. “It’s not my fault you can’t get it up.”

“Oh.”

“Sorry, did you say something?”

“If you’re here to give me a lecture on the perils of alcohol, you’re too late.”

“Nah, just grabbing a drink.”

“Is that so?” Ora’s eyes flick over to him before crooks her finger at the bar tender, a seductive smile crossing over her features. Turning back to the man next to her she taps her fingers absently. “Drinking at this hour, that’s never a good sign.”