ice ice baby

She was surprised how open he was with her, when she and most of her family were so icy. If he lived alone maybe there was a reason for all of that. Experiencing it was refreshing, but she wasn’t under any illusion that she was special, someone alone like this could attach themselves to anyone who happened by. This just so happened to be the young Destruction girl. She gave him a cheeky grin as he teased her, but Pyrite had already decided she liked this man.

He hadn’t expected her to admit that she hadn’t drank before. To say that Pyrite was sheltered was perhaps an understatement. She knew how to survive in the wild unforgiving north but she certainly didn’t know how to party. Her lips never touched liquor, nor recreational herbs.

”No, there’s no need to trouble yourself.” Pyr shook her head and tentatively lowered herself to her belly in front of him as she hesitantly smelled the inebriating beverage. ”I’ll try it.” She offered with more confidence than she felt before taking a small sip. It was not what she expected, but at least she didn’t spit the liquid out. As she swallowed there was a pleasant warmth that coated her throat. It wasn’t the greatest taste she had ever experienced though. ”That’s… Something.” She chuffed softly as her gaze lingered on the dark liquid.