[ He winces, if only because he really didn't want to have to explain this any further. It's humiliating. It's awkward. It's... really hard to put together a coherent sentence when all Vane tries to do is push forward and grow uncomfortably close again.
He grows beet red. ]
Not even you can be this daft, can you... ? [ He trails off, sounding tired, exasperated, frustrated, and desirous all at once. ]
There were aphrodisiacs in our drinks. [ He closes his eyes, feeling a bit dizzy. To be drunk ontop of all of this is an entirely new and odd feeling.
Please don't make him explain what an aphrodisiac is. ]
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He grows beet red. ]
Not even you can be this daft, can you... ? [ He trails off, sounding tired, exasperated, frustrated, and desirous all at once. ]
There were aphrodisiacs in our drinks. [ He closes his eyes, feeling a bit dizzy. To be drunk ontop of all of this is an entirely new and odd feeling.
Please don't make him explain what an aphrodisiac is. ]