"I can't explain how you make me feel. . " He rasped.

How on earth did you two end up this way? It's 12 AM, your on your bed, empty shot glasses on the nightstand. Your supposed to be celebrating your birthday with your childhood best friend.

Your both drunk. He's in between your thighs, kissing around your abdomen as he praised you. Childe keeps nipping at your abdomen, his hands going higher till he's reached your chest, his hand roaming.

". . but I can show you"