Alcohol was no stranger for this feline, though generally it was very rare for her to get to this level of drunkenness. She was a woman that could definitely hold her alcohol, her metabolism so fast and the demonic blood that ran through her veins allowing for a higher tolerance than any other. Aside from her Father, of course. It wasn’t terribly often that she got to this kind of a level, and it was the alcohol that took away any inhibitions she may have had otherwise. Though of course, sex with Syx wasn’t something that was entirely out of the ordinary to begin with. It was his words of ending whatever was happening between them, or stopping it or not being able to do it or whatever he had done had reached into a part of her she honestly didn’t know she had.
The feeling that he was abandoning her speared through her hard enough for her to speak without thinking, the drunken words flowing from her tongue without hesitation or second thought. She refused to let Syx be one more person that could possibly abandon her, thinking him to be doing exactly that. She wasn’t sure what was going through her mind, not bothering to think too hard on much of anything, even when he stared at her as he was now.
“Why would I what?” She demanded, ears turning back with irritation as she glared at him with wet eyes. “I didn’ fuckin’ stutter. Ya don’t get ta leave.. I don’t… I can hate you again.. I swear… I can hate you, please jus’..” she stopped, looking away with a bitter expression.
He’d barely even gotten his pants on, sitting on the edge of the bed. He’d drank some too, at Lyn’s drunken insistence. It was how they’d ended up here. Again. In this strange dance somewhere between love and hate and familiarity. He’d known her through all of her youth… his mate had been accidentally wearing Emmalyn’s face when they’d first fallen in love… it made everything so messy. It made it impossible for him to sort out what he really felt for the woman beside him now.
But her desperation and pain had his arms reaching instantly, blue hand cradling his pale pink cheek, “Em… Lyn… That’s not what I meant… it’s just not… you don’t normally…”
He blew out a breath through his nose, there was no good way to end that thought. So he kissed her instead.
His forehead pressed against hers, he grumbled, “What even is this?”
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