You Can't Handle This (Finished)

[Leon Swyft]

"Uhm..." His mouth felt dry all of a sudden, very dry. Funny, considering all the liquid he'd taken in that night. He wasn't exactly an expert on getting wasted, though, since it didn't happen all too often. Or ever, actually. Leon couldn't remember if he'd ever gotten drunk like this before. First time for everything, right?

So he stood there with his dry mouth, watching the woman as she plopped onto the bed, drinking more and more of the liquor. "Maybe you should slow down a bit," he said, a bit weakly. Like he was one to talk. He could barely stand up straight. At least they got to the inn; he didn't have to worry about her wandering around or hurting herself or anything.

Leon sat on the edge of the bed and put a hand on Titania's shoulder, gently pushing her back and extracting the bottle from her hand at the same time. He put it on the nightstand, resisting the urge to down a swallow do he could wet his throat. Even inebriated, he had sense. Dammit.

He tried to stand up, but found he couldn't. His legs were just so damn heavy. He'd sit there for a couple of minutes, he decided, long enough to get his bearings. Then he'd leave.

"You should get some sleep," he said, slurring his words just a bit. "I just need to... I'll be gone in a minute, just need a sec."

[titania]

Titania was willing to relinquish the bottle, but not the Leon. As he began to even try to get up, the queen's arms were around his waist. He certainly was a rock in human form.

"No. You don't get to leave. I have you in my clutches." Clearly she was quite out of it, but not so much that she didn't know what she wanted. "Stay. There's room in the bed for more than one person, even if one of them is a rock." She chuckled at her own joke, not entirely sure what she was doing despite knowing exactly what she was doing. She pulled at him, trying to get him to lay down, knowing full well that he would probably be the worst pillow ever. Still, she liked company, especially when alcohol was involved and the company was cute.

[Leon Swyft]

He let out a soft sound of protest as Titania's arms wrapped around his middle, but it wasn't exactly... fierce. Or convincing. He didn't mind, not really. Her arms were so warm and soft wrapped around him like that, warm and soft and comfortable. So comfortable, in fact, that he found himself suddenly lying down next to Titania, his arm around her shoulders and Leon not entirely sure how it got there.

He didn't really care.

"I'uno, I'm pretty damn gorgeous for a rock," he said, laughing with her. But once appearance was brought up, it didn't go away, and suddenly the hybrid's generally innocent mind wasn't thinking so innocently any more.

And his mouth just felt more dry, 'cause it hit him again how supremely gorgeous Titania was. Not like Nai; no one had Nai's particular brand of beauty, but they were definitely equal. Just... different.

Maybe in more ways than one.

"D'you think maybe, I could, uh, try..." he trailed off before his mind could slap some sense into him, his instincts screaming at him that all systems were go and he should just try it and stop talking already, dammit.

So he tried it, leaning down and pressing his lips against Titania's, not entirely sure what he was doing and not really caring at all.

[titania]

Titania was completely correct. Leon, despite being gorgeous, especially by rock standards, was not the best person to cuddle with. Still, he was warm, and he was embracing.

"Definitely the best looking rock I've ever seen." While it was true the Gorons had their own sense of beauty, Leon's was most definitely more in the realm of the kind she was used to. Her mouth was also becoming dry, but it didn't matter much to her. She had her target caught in her web.

Then he began to ask her if he could try things, and before she could adequately respond to him before their lips met. It was a soft embrace, loving, wonderful, and yet unsatisfying. When their lips finally parted, Titania felt herself unsatisfied. She rolled over once, positioning herself on top of him, straddling his tough body.

"Charming, but you need to put more energy into it. Try this..." She put her full force into pressing her lips into Leon's. His lips were soft, especially for someone who was hard everywhere else. This one was much more forceful. She knew how to operate in this element.

[Leon Swyft]

Yep. Definitely different. Polar opposite, actually. If he had tried that with Nai, her fist would be in his face, not her lips. Titania not only let him kiss her, but she took it further; just like that, she was on top of him. There was another kiss, deeper, a lot less chaste than the first. It occurred to the Knight that he was totally out of his element; he was flamboyant, but he wasn't a manwhore. He wasn't exactly a pro at these kinds of things.

Still, he wasn't complaining about the turn of events.

Instinct took over, and his fingers twined in her hair, pulling her closer -- consciously gentle, careful, as if she were some kind of delicate china doll. So easily breakable. But then, when you were Leon, nearly everything was easily breakable.

He finally pulled away to breathe, his reddened lips quirking into a half-shy, somewhat uncertain grin. Leon was enjoying himself, of that there was no doubt -- but she was drunk and so was he, and even drunk he had that little twinge of nobility, the same twinge that drove him to join the Knights to begin with.

"You sure 'bout this?" he asked, breathless. "I don't wanna hurt you or anything."

[titania]

He was holding back. Maybe it was his Goron strength, maybe he was still uncomfortable, maybe it was a bit of both. Still, when their lips broke, she continued to go after him, giving him soft nibbles on his neck, a growl coming from her body. She, unlike him, was completely in her element.

Her hands were not idle, taking a hold of his top and beginning to pull it off of him. "Don't you dare hold back on me. Unless you want me to punish you." She roughly pulled at his hair, exerting her dominance over him while pressing her lips against his once again.

[Leon Swyft]

Goddesses, that felt good. More likely than not, he'd have a few marks on his neck in the morning; rock or not, he could still get bruises and... well, bruises of another kind. They'd be noticeable, too, since Leon's shirts were generally pretty... revealing. And speaking of shirts, his was no longer on his body. Whoops.

His laughter was swallowed by Titania's lips, and he responded to the force eagerly, unable to keep a smile down. His hands moved to her waist, and in one swift movement he rolled her over so that he was on top. His lips trailed to her jawline, her neck, her shoulder; idly he tugged on her gloves, trying his damnedest to get them off her hands. Stupid fabric, hiding her skin. She had nice skin, pretty. Leon wanted to see it, feel it, kiss it.

If this happened every time someone got drunk, he'd do it a lot more often. Maybe around Nairore-- nope, no thinking about Nai. Nai didn't want him, and Titania did. Focus on Titania, and-- oh damn, stupid straps on her shoulders. He slid them off, pressing his lips to the area of skin they had covered.

Leon pulled back again, grinning as he pushed his hair of his eyes, for once not caring about it looking utterly amazing.

"No holding back, right?"

[titania]

Now he was getting the feel of it. As he flipped her over so he was now the one on top, she ran curious hands along his chest, tough but smooth. It was a shame more gorons couldn't be like this one. As her dress slipped off of her body she made sure to tug longingly at his pants, beginning the slow arduous process of giving into her desires. Inebriated she had less control, her wild nature coming out.

Her arms wrapped around Leon's neck and pulled him in close to her, playing with his ear, nibbling at the lobe. "Don't think. Just do it." Now her legs were wrapped around the young male as the fun was now about to begin.

FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADE[/i][/u]

[Leon Swyft]

Hmm, clothing was just flying all over the place. First his shirt, then her dress, and now his pants. Well, almost gone; Leon realized, rather belatedly, that he still had his boots on. He took a moment to nudge each off with the other foot, and then his pants were gone.

Whoops.

It was strange, how natural this felt, especially considering that he had never done this before. The (legal) teen had been raised to believe that the first time should be with someone you loved. Well, the someone he loved didn't want him, so to hell with that. Titania was nice and sweet and funny and warm and willing and mind-numbingly not Nairore. As far as he could tell, it worked out for both of them.

He was still grinning when she spoke, smiling and placing open-mouthed kisses along her neck, making his way back up to her lips.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, half-teasing; and the rest of the night would fade to black.

[Nightmare Darklight]

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