Vladimir's Rage
[ At Golden Villa… ]
Athena sat on the couch while observing Dominique silently. He didn't talk to her. He just kept drowning himself with beers. Athena didn't stop him. She thought it was better for him to get drunk than let him hurt himself while he was sober. At least, if he got drunk, Dominique would just fall asleep.
Dominique sat beside her, already slightly intoxicated, his cheeks flushed crimson from the effects of alcohol. It did not take long before Dominique rested his head on her shoulder, leaning to her.
"Shing~ for me, Athenaaaa. I wannaaa...hear your voice," Dominique mumbled, his words trailing off as he made his request, his speech slightly slurred from his drunkenness.
With a gentle sway, he closed his eyes, nuzzling his nose into her hair as he inhaled her scent. He sunk further into her body to feel her warmth.