Thread: Halloween on a Haunted Hill [Lady Grimoire x Acitar]

Her reply to his observation of how long it must've taken her to get ready had knotted his blushing face into momentary confusion on his way to and then from the bar. Maybe it was some kind of skin-tight suit rather than painted on as he initially thought, far be it for him to argue and it wasn't that important in the end, it just happened to be the best costume here. The party elsewhere seemed to be kicking up a notch as louder music started to play and drunken cheers and the like soon joined it as the free flowing alcohol took a hold of the others making him wonder if he should still excuse himself and go. The curious gaze that met him upon his return however gave that idea pause not to mention what happened next was entirely unexpected at least to him. Her hand clasped over his holding the glass and her other moved up around his neck causing him to freeze, his mind was half-way to forming a sentence asking what she was doing when her face pushed in and her lips pressed to his, several seconds seemed more like several minutes to him and then it was done leaving him standing there with a slightly dazed expression thankfully the hood of his outfit spared most of his embarrassment. Her question however seemed a bit, odd, to put it mildly but it wasn't as if he had much of a reference point for kissing as it was his default response was honesty however. I uh.. It felt.. Nice not that I.. He paused lowering his voice despite most of the other guests were paying them little attention in the first place. Well I've.. Never really done it before.. It had taken him more than a little by surprise despite most people at this gathering had come for the sole reason of getting 'lucky' as it were he just didn't think he'd be one of them. He imagined most people at the age of eighteen had at least plenty of practice kissing, he'd never been that fortunate. His shy and bashful nature often keeping him from noticing all but the most overt signs of interest. She of course simply downed the contents of her glass as though it were just water leaving him feeling a confusing mix of aroused, curious, impressed but also intimidated by the woman before him though at least her next question proved far less awkward to answer. Oh.. Not much. A glass and a half.. Maybe. Most of it tastes.. Well, like it's meant to be used to clean engines not be drunk. He thought the rich girl leading this Halloween party would have been able to afford something that tasted better but it didn't bother him that much as he'd not come here to get drunk, in fact he still wasn't sure why he'd come in the first place. The lingering sensation of warmth from her lips against his though made him want to stay, would more happen with her which landed him with a question of his own. I.. Hmm.. What do I call you? Whilst of course he didn't know everyone here by name he had at least seen most of them around at some point or other with the woman before him drawing a blank, perhaps her outfit was just that good that he didn't recognise her but then again if they were someone he knew of or knew of him he doubted they'd have kissed him. He waited for her answer by taking a sip of his own drink, wincing as the fruit flavour of the punch was quickly overpowered by the sting of alcohol.