Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27950421-20190914004023/@comment-43741305-20190914092612

I raise an eyebrow and look at the Inari whose kimono has all but slipped to her waist. The more she unsteadily perches over the table towards me, the more it opens giving me a rather enticing view. Her five tails wiggle in a mix of hopefulness and dejection... that's what too much sake does to you.

"Well, I have to say that this kind of approach is pretty effective - on ME, at least." I chuckle while playfully booping her nose. "Maybe yours is just a case of lack of self esteem."

She stops short in her wailing - a drunken smile slowly creeping on her lips. "Did you just say 'it worked'? Awww~you do like me~"

Now she's lying on the table and literally crawling on her belly trying to reach for my shirt. All I have to do is move sideways....and yet I don't. She looks so giddy right now, blushing like a happy little bride on her wedding night. Gently, I pull her on my lap and she literally latches onto me, sleepily repeating "you like me~ sho happeh <3" and nuzzling my neck rather forcefully.

I get up with a small grunt, carrying her out bridal style as she slowly falls into blissful sleep. "Put everything on my tab. I'll see you tomorrow." I sigh as I backpedal through the entrance doors and into the night.


 * THE MORNING AFTER*

As I'm pouring the coffee, my guest pops her head through the door with a bad case of morning hair and one hell of a hangover, given the face. She smirks and almost falls into my arms. "Moornin', hun." she coos. "We must have had an amazing night~ I scarcely remember anything.. tee hee~<3"

I giggle. "Well, in all honesty you just slept through the night like a rock. You were pretty drunk."

"WHAT?!" she groans. Her arms around me tighten and she starts shaking - small, pitiful sobs. "I knew it. The only time I manage to get a man to take me to bed, I FALL ASLEEP.  I-I'm so sorry... I'm a total failure... I'll go now..."

I sigh, putting a hand over her arms and smile. "Easy there. You know what my dad used to say? To be good at something, you must first be awful at it. That's how you learn. That's how you get better. We have time for you to get good."

"W-we?" she stutters between breaths. "You mean you want me to stay? You're...you're not mad?"

"About what? I think you're adorable. Not putting out the first time you see a man ain't really a factor to me. So...yeah. You may not be oiran material..."

"Not yet, honey.~" she whispers, her crying subsided as she holds me even closer. "I promise I'll learn to be be the best wife ever!"

"Now that's positive thinking. Here, let me finish breakfast, and then we can make up for our lost night, eh?" I reply, turning in her arms to give her a kiss.

Not to my surprise, she blushes like crazy but when we finally separate, the look in her eyes makes it clear that she will make good on her promise.

Come what may.