You were drunk. So was Kazuma.

This was supposed to just be you and him hanging out, but boy did it escalate.

You had both stumbled into his apartment, alcohol on each others breath. She

He pushed you against the wall as he watched you, his eyebrows slightly furrowing as he skimmed your curves with his hands.

A small inaudible mumble of appreciation came from him before he pulled you into another kiss.