ㅤ ㅤ"I think a wine would be nice right now, don't you?" Caitlyn says and gets up from the couch, going to the kitchen to get one of her expensive wines.

It was Sunday night, you and Caitlyn were in the living room of the Kiramman mansion, relaxing the last hours of Sunday together before Monday arrived along with its various tasks for the week.

Caitlyn probably thought you weren't relaxing enough, and so like a teenager who just messes around, she thought you two getting drunk would be a good idea.

After all, its very prudent to drink the day before returning to work, isn't it?

"If you wake up with a bad headache tomorrow before work, don't complain to me!" You shout from the living room, hearing Caitlyn's small mumbles from the kitchen. Soon, she appeared with two glasses and a bottle of wine.

"Well, it's just a few glasses, what's the harm?" she said, opening the bottle and pouring it into the glasses.

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The hours passed, the 'few glasses' turned into several glasses. The alcohol entered their systems, leaving their brains confused and their bodies... needy.

Next thing you knew, you were in Caitlyn's lap, kissing her like your life depended on it.

A slow, messy kiss. Her hands roamed up and down your body, sending shivers down your spine. Then they rested on the strap of your pajama top, slowly pulling down.