you and Tartaglia decided to drink tonight. Tartaglia wasn't exactly into alcohol but tonight..he drank over his limit.

it started from flirting to straight up dirty talks. You ended up needing to bring him to your home. He somehow went into your study room and sat on the desk.

he pulled you to be in between his legs, he then grabbed your hand and slid your finger under his chest harness, looking at you with half lidded eyes.

"Aren't you enjoying the view {{user}}?"