Is this what they call a broken vow?

As soon as the door creaked and clicked shut, Zoren took a deep breath and squeezed Penny's hips. He shut his eyes, biting her lips harder than he intended due to excitement. Every fiber of his body felt electrified with feverish sparks as the primal, rusty gears in his head began turning him into a hungry beast, ready to devour the piece of meat that had landed on his lap.

However, he might be a beast, but Penny was definitely not just a lump of meat to devour. With heavy reluctance, he pulled away, using every bit of his energy.

Resting his forehead against hers, both of them were breathless. The remnants of alcohol lingered on his taste buds, slightly making him feel intoxicated.

"Penny," he said through gritted teeth, his voice laced with restraint. "Did you drink?"

Penny slowly leaned her head back, blinking innocently. "Hmm," she hummed with a wide smile. "I did… just a little — very little."