Talk:Ogre/@comment-72.129.131.225-20160705191633/@comment-25817038-20160919053916

"Yeah I am..." I say calmly danglnig in the air. Taking a quick swig from my own mixed drink, I divert her attention back to the bar, "Your drin'k's gonna go bad if you spend the whole night sleeping."

She notices the drink in her glass, and then looks back to me as I nod my head towards the glass as if to say without words, 'you're welcome.' Even drunk she had noticed it.

It was full again.

There was a moment of hesitation in her half-open eyes, but it didn't last long. After readjusting her grip to hold me up with just her left hand, she grabs the mug, takes a mouthful of liquor from her glass and forces a kiss onto me, letting me practically shotgun the alcohol down my throat.

She doens't let go until her tongue checks every inch of my mouth to make sure I got it all down before letting me go, "Thanks." She says with a smile before turning back to the bar and taking another drink, "Selena."

"Selena?" I ask, getting myself back onto my chair.

"Yeah." She turns to me with a sly smile on her face, "It's my name. Remember it 'cause you're gonna be moanin' it all night after I'm done with this drink."

Perhaps she wasn't expecting it, but I just smile, lift my glass to my lips as I say, "I wouldn't have it any other way." Funny thing about Ogres, buying them a drink's kinda like asking them out. If you're their type, they'll go drinking with you till their satsifeid and then take you to bed. If not, then an honest, simple thanks is all you get. Considering she isn't even going to wait for another drink before jumping in the sack? Well... I know damn well it's gonna be a rough night.

But that's okay. She isn't the only one who likes it rough...