Curious

Osier stated as he waved off the notifications and took another shot before asking the bartender for more, while he maintained eye contact with the woman in front him, before his eyes focused on her lips as she stuttered at his unexpected response, and noticing how his eyes were on her lips, her heart thumped hard against her chest as thoughts of his romantic interest on her began to flood her mind, prompting her take two shots to calm down.

"Kha!" With a exclamation, she gazed back at him while he ordered a few more drinks for her, in her stead.

"Right? I know, that's what I have been saying! He treats me so respectfully that I couldn't help but fall for him…." As she continued on, Osier continued to drink his portion while clanking his shot glass with hers from time to time, as she too took shots since that's what he had been doing and that's what the atmosphere in the bar asked her to do.

"If what you say if true, he is indeed a good man" Osier said in a drunk state as he took another shot, with red tinted cheeks and ear tips.

Supporting herself as to not fall off was Iria, whose world was moving even though she wasn't, but she still drank another shot and slammed the glass on the counter, "That's true! But, he isn't all good!" She said and began to bitch about him, while "But, from what you said earlier, he seems like a good person, unlike what you're saying….." Osier began to defend the man she spoke.

Suddenly,

"You, you are supposed to like me not him, why are you defending him!?" Iria cursed at Osier.

"But-"

"No buts! That man is so dense that he doesn't even realise that the woman next to him loves him, what's so good about him? Do you how many women try to woo him? And all he does is act dense as if he doesn't even understand what the women around him feel about him and reject them by spouting bullshit about wanting to spend some time with that bitch, Scar, who is almost as dense as him!!" She yelled at the ground before raising her head to face Osier with teary eyes.

"And you'll also leave me when you meet that bitch in the academy, so it is only right that we break up now, after all I don't want to get hurt by loving you….." She mumbled as she stood back onto her feet, stumbled forward and fell into his arms, with their faces a few inches away, while he gazed down at her with eyes that didn't belong to someone who was drunk.

He slid off the stool and held her properly by her waist while she wrapped her arms around his neck and gazed up at him, dazed. "For you, my bias…." She abruptly mumbled in a sultry whisper as she stood on her toes and reached up to kiss him, due to the difference in their height.

And of course, Osier didn't decline but instead helped her by pulling her close and bearing her entire body weight as her knees buckled, and her heels didn't help.

'You started it, but I'll be the one to end it, after all I'm quite curious about your 'bias'…..' Thought Osier as he kissed her in such passion that she felt as if her soul was being sucked into the void, and there was this natural instinct that wanted to push him away, but the kiss felt so good that she struggled at the thought of stopping and pushing him away.

He slightly crouched down while she leaned down with him, not wanting to break the kiss, as he picked her up on his left forearm from behind her knees and strode forward, towards the lift to go up where the rooms were available. Nearing the lift, he noticed a bouncer, who was on the shorter side, with a green complexion and beckoned him with his right index as he broke the kiss and turned to face the guard, who stood in front of them with a poker face.

"Guide us to a vacant room" He ordered to the bouncer who nodded and walked forward as Osier turned back to face Iria, who had her brows narrowed at him with her eyes squinted, "Shall we continue, sugar?" He asked with a charming smile as he reached up for her lips and captured them while she gazed at him, without any intentions resisting or dodging him.

He then followed after the bouncer who stood in the lift with its door open, waiting for the couple, whom he was supposed to lead to a vacant room, the costliest one of course.

With the sounds of smooching, slurping, and hot muffled moans dyeing the lift, the bouncer led them to a suite without glancing back even once; before long, he arrived at a vacant room, opened the door and let them in before leaving, while Osier, who was completely conscious, locked the door behind him and lead her to the cushy bed.

Throwing her on the bouncy bed that made her figure bounce once followed by a few shorter ones, Osier gazed at her figure, his lust to make love to her was quite clear, as he took off his tan brown shoes and joined Iria on the bed, with his white formal shirt and light pink formal pants still on.

'He had put in quite the effort for a presumed date, even though he had not much money….' He thought as he picked her up, sat her on his laps and continued to kiss her while his hands traced her hourglass figure beneath her comfy and lazy hoody and baggy trousers.

"Mhmn…." She moaned in his mouth as his left hand massaged her right mound beneath her hoody but over her bra, while his right hand slid down into her pants as she instinctively unbuttoned his shirt's buttons and traced his well toned body.

Biting his lower lip, she pulled back and gazed at him with teary but lustful gaze, she released his lip from in between her teeth and, "….. let me breathe…." She complained, slightly out of breath.

"Should I really?"

She bit her lower lips sensually and said, "….. no"

"As you wish"

He then proceeded to take off her hoody while she pushed off his unbuttoned shirt and pushed him back down onto the bed, as she began to grind her sex on his member, clothed. "Mhmn….. Haa…." With her hands on his abs, she dry humped him.

"Osier….Haa….haa…..haa….."

"Osi…."

"You call my name while dry humping in that intoxicated state, yet you claim to love somebody else and want to break off our engagement? How laughable~"