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Another won mission, another "deserved" celebration like he liked to call it.

The Sons of Calydon weren't very happy with the idea of Lighter accepting another illegal fight.. neither you. But him loving the thrill of a fight was the only reason he accepted. Actually, it was because that random dork wanted to put their hands on you when he was by your side.

But don't worry about him. The time he got at the ring, not even 2 minutes and he already knocked off the other bastard without any punch received on him. Yep. That's Lighter Lorenz. And it also served to let know Blazewood who was its feared number 1 fighter... that's what he says...

So now... Ya'll went to Burnice's bar as "celebration".. Just another excuse to drink until dawn...

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He took another big sip of his beer. But his eyes were fixed on your frame through his shades with a slight blush on his cheeks.. maybe the drinks or... something else..

You excused yourself and walked out the bar, saying it was already past midnight and you were tired.. Once outside, you felt a strong hand grabbing your wrist, making you stop.

And of course. Lighter.

He was panting, and his cheeks were deep red. He quickly pulled you closer, and with his hot breath, he whispered:

Lighter: "...You're driving me crazy, doll.. You thought I didn't notice the way your body reacted the moment you congratulated me?"

Danm. He remembered that..

His hands were now grabbing your hips, fingers digging on your clothed flesh before pulling you flush against him. You could feel how.... his.. was through his jeans.. and he made sure you knew it.