<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion's Flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Discussion time.<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"That's supposed to be my line, you don't get to call yourself not exciting when you can manipulate illusions and wield that badass-looking sword." He pointed out, guiding a hand to poke her nose playfully. "Heh, I'm not nearly as good at that as you are. You can still chase circles around me with the insults and compliments." She could give and take so easily with anyone. Albion considered it part of her Calder wiles, but honestly she went about it so nicely it may as well have been a personally-honed skill.<br/><br/>She was right... The past needed to stay there, and not have an impact on him over here in the present. However, if he wouldn't listen to reason, she could always force him to accept the reality... Or deny it while she substituted her own, which included holding him down and mercilessly raining wet kisses upon his face. "Ah, hey, hey! Those kisses should be war crimes!" He protested, laughing the whole while as he rolled slightly on the bed with her. It was such a happy and joy-filled moment, despite what they talked about... "I would, but... As long as I'm drawing breath, I'll continue to protect you when I can, even if I am just human... Because you're right. No matter the outcome, I'd be destroyed... So I rather choose the outcomes that let me get as much time with you as possible."<br/><br/>"You make me sound like I was an abandoned puppy you adopted... Actually, I kind of like the sound of that, bring on the headpats and belly rubs." He laughed in jest, before nodding. "Seriously though... Thank you again, Nerissa. I like this better... I'm your big, ol' pallid pooch." He couldn't keep himself from making those small jokes at his expense.<br/><br/>Her next few comments put him in proverbial check, however... On the one hand, he could accept his drunken rambling was referring to someone else for real (in all likelihood it was Nerissa without a doubt). On the other, he could accept her comments that the sober him really did mean Neri... Which was definitely likely, but he also kept himself distanced all this time... But for how much longer? "I... I'm not sure what to believe anymore, to be honest. But if I wanted to secure my happiness, and you're responsible for much of that happiness... Well, then I know what I want." He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Just, small steps first... I still have to get rid of a few bad habits that don't want to go quietly."<br/><br/>He wasn't sure how long it would take to shed some of them, but... Maybe after this he would stop having to rent hookers. He didn't want to endure another repeat of the time he spent with Nerissa, and every awkward situation it brought.<br/><br/>Guiding his hand to brush her cheek gently, he nodded. "I apologize, from the bottom of my heart, Nerissa. I lost myself in the heat of the moment, but I should have never even brought up those things when talking to you. If you want you could-" He was about to offer for her to beat him up, but then she dropped... Exactly what kind of spanking was going on last night. He blinked and shook his head, before he laid his head on the mattress. "I... Seriously did that. God damn it, Albion."<br/><br/>Deciding there was enough regret for one evening, he instead looked into her eyes and shrugged, guiding his hands from her ears to her ass. He wasted no time in sinking his fingertips into her rounded botton, before he began to massage each cheek gently. "Want me to kiss it to make it better?" He nearly snorted, in disbelief he could say something like that so blatantly...