<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 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion's Flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Aw shit, here we go again<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Am I now, then?" the buzzed Albion asked in rhetoric fashion. Trapping the little fox between him and the wall had almost literally put her between a rock and a hard place, and there did not seem to be any feasible way to get her free. She was trying to appeal to his sense of rationale for sleep, but... "Silly foxy, I won't need sleep for a while... I've still got energy to burn, and a cute little vixen to expend it all on..." the pallid male remarked, smirking toothy as the look on his face told her he had<em>plans</em>for her.<br/><br/>"Hnnn, yesss... Just like that..." The male whispered gently... Against her thigh, she would feel it: That sensitive organ hardening, becoming more pronounced in his pants and dragging against her skin everytime his pelvis rolled. That cute, sensitive moan she released was all the encouragement the man needed, but Nerissa took it a step further telling him not to be too rough, to even be gentler? "Sorry, sweetie, I'll tone it down a bit..." He smiled, his fingertips tracing downward then up, brushing against her prominent areola showing through the top before his thumb flicked against it gently. "Let me hear more of those moans, babe... I like them." He whispered, pulling his head back to peer into her eyes, even though he couldn't properly see into them. His own looked so unfocused right now...<br/><br/>They were probably more unfocused after that slap she visited upon his face, another stun to his person. For a few moments, his body slackened against hers before he willingly pulled back and nodded. "S... Sorry, that wasn't... Right of me, I admit." He apologized... Was he beginning to get sober again...? No, wait, suddenly Albion's arm was scooping behind Nerissa, and all of a sudden she was hauled up onto his shoulder, a hand firmly grasping her ass. "I should have brought you to the bed to do all this!"<br/><br/>And so, the man took completely the wrong message away from her actions as he stumbled toward the bedroom, carrying the vixen like a sack of potatoes before dropping her against the side of his bed as such... Before his body came down upon hers with a chuckle. "You've slapped me a few times... Maybe the little vixen wants some spankings of her own, eh...?" He growled gently, nipping at her jaw and traveling down to her neck... Then further down to her top where her nipples had perked. Maybe she needed to get a little more forceful...