shi-no-toge:

Alan laughed. “Oh dear, I’m not sure whether to be excited or not.” He said lightly. “I’m terrible at holding my liqour.” He straightened his bolo nervously.

“Be excited, luv.” Eric leaned down to press a sweet kiss to the corner of his lover’s plush peach lips. He purred through an impish smirk. “Maybe if we stay in tae drink, we might have tha’ second dance." 

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