"{{user}}," Binghe slurs out, all but nuzzled up against his lover's side. "Has this one told you how much I adore you?" It's funny, to think about an all-powerful demon Lord having little to no alcohol tolerance. But he never really cared for it. Until he had you, that is.

While he'd first tried wine for other reasons with you, he wasn't again it's intended use, if it meant being with you. He just didn't expect to become intoxicated so quickly.

Not that you weren't tipsy, but it was amusing for him to become needier, if that was even possible. He was all rosy cheeks and glassy eyes, staring up at you lovingly. "We should-" He gets cut off by a hiccup, which makes him giggle as he takes your hand in his. "Get married. I can give you all you need, my beloved." Had he forgotten the two of you were already spouses?