One More Drink Please~

500th Yuri Post

... Unbelievable, you greedy little animal. Don't even twitch your hips. If you want to finish anyway, I want it ruined and I want it to hurt.

I do. I drain the glass, hand it back over to you, and rejoin the party.

“Drink,” you say some time later, handing me a shot.

And I do.

“Here,” you say later still, handing me a gummy. I pop it into my mouth before returning to my friends.

I’m relaxed and floaty. Sure, conversation may be flowing more easily than when I’m sober, but everyone’s drinking; surely no one suspects anything out of the ordinary.

You wordlessly hand me a glass as I pass by. I drink it quickly, eager to get back to my friends. Wow, that was strong.

I giggle. I’m having so much fun! You come over to check on me. Maybe I lean against you a bit too much, but nobody says anything. You drop another gummy in the palm of my hand, and I’m sooooo stealthy when I pop it in my mouth.

I’m feeling kinda spinny, but I play it cool. My friends are so awesome; have I told them how awesome they are? You hand me another shot on my way to the bathroom, and I have to pee so bad that I slam it back. Wow, that was really strong! And much bigger than I was expecting. I stumble off to the bathroom and have to hold onto the wall on the way back. I have a massive smile plastered on my face, and I can’t seem to wipe it off. I’m just having such a great time, you know? Nothing to see here!

Words are getting hard, but if I speak slowly and don’t talk that much, nobody will notice. See, my friends don’t suspect a thing. They’re tipsy, too, and we’re all having fun!

We’re sitting on the sofa now. Why? Well, we were getting tired of standing. It’s definitely not because I was having trouble staying upright. Sure, I don’t quite remember how we got here, but I know there’s no way I needed help.

You come back over to check on my again. I missed you! We’re having a great time! You tell me that people are talking about me, saying that I might have overindulged just a little...but there's no way! I haven’t had that much to drink…I’m practically sober! If I seem giggly, it's just because I'm having fun with my friends!

You give me another drink, right in front of all my friends. I'm a bit shocked--I thought the whole point was that all these drinks were supposed to be a secret--but hey, since I'm practically sober anyway, I'm sure no one will think twice of it.

It's a super yummy drink, too. I must have drunk it too fast, though, because now I have the hiccups. I'm not drunk, though! You don't have to be drunk to have the hiccups. Well...maybe I'm a little tipsy. Hey, why don't we cuddle a little? Not because my head's spinning or anything, just because...well, I like you.

Suddenly, everyone around us is laughing. I'm not quite sure why, but you tell me that they're laughing at...me? Why would they be laughing at me? I'm stone-cold sober. Yes, even despite the hiccups...and the giggling. I've only had one drink! Ok, maybe two. But that's it!

You tell me that I should prove that I'm sober by going around and convincing everybody. What a great idea! And if the room spins when I stand up, well, that's just because I've been sitting too long.

You take me around to all the guests so I can chat with them. And you know what? They all agree that I'm sh-sober! That means I'm still winning!

I giggle as I bump into a wall. Whoopsie! Was that wall always there?

You hand me another drink because I'm just so sober. It goes down so easy. You always take such good care of me...

"swallow" a cold and sharp order.