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Clover came again, and again, and soon Ash was too. She looked down at his face, admiring the way he looked, appreciating how hot it felt to know she was doing this to him. Then it was over, and she came to a stop, lingering in the moment. Her lips pressed against his for a second, then she retreated. She didn’t feel drunk anymore, and she was beginning to realise what had just happened. But it was good to have a rebound, she thought. And Ash was a good guy, and they were friends, so it didn’t matter, right?

���I’m gonna go and get cleaned up,” she said, letting out a slight giggle before picking herself up from him and going through to the bathroom.

“Yeah -yeah of course.” Ashton muttered out, as his chest was hit with cold air as she hurried off to the bathroom. Pulling his pants back to his waist, he made his way to the kitchen to retrieve his bottle of water. The gears in his brain started to turn, wondering what would be in store for their friendship if that is even what they were calling it. The alcohol made him completely forget about her very recent breakup. There is no way... He thought as the idea of being her rebound clicked into his head. With the racing thoughts that circled his mind like a horse on a race track, Ashton tried to push down any feelings that started to bubble. It was a hookup, what does it matter. It happens all the time, people do this all the time. It didn’t matter, right? It was just sex, that’s all. 

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“Finish for me.” The words sounded so hot coming from Ash and Clover swallowed, breathing deeply. She could feel him in control now, and she let herself fall in time with him. With each stride into her, she grew closer to the edge and within a minute, she tightened, letting our a breathy moan. Clover had nestled her head down into the crook of his neck, so he could hear what he was doing to her up close. It lasted longer than usual, her body on fire with pleasure. Then, she nibbled on his ear between orgasms, and whispered: “Now you finish for me.”

As her face nuzzled into the crook of his neck, his hand tangled into to her hair holding on to her as she moaned into his neck. Ashton was incredibly turned on by the sounds escaping from her lips and the proximity she was to him. With the words she whispered into his ear, his body seemed to turn into an auto-pilot. With the heat of their bodies together and the feeling of her mouth along his neck, it was finally enough to release the build-up of the tension they had been building. Ashton’s head tilted back, letting out a sensuous moan, letting his body quiver. As his body tried to recover from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure, Ashton peppered kisses along Clover’s head, just listening to their breathing for a moment.  His fingers traced down her spine and back up again, not wanting to move from their intertwining bodies. 

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Clover kept riding him, positioning herself so his dick slid over her g-spot, bucking her hips to really savour the sensation. When his hand reached up to her, she smiled into it, letting him pull her down. She kissed him properly, almost tenderly, whilst her hips kept working him. Feeling more comfortable bent over him, she remained there, putting her hand out to grip onto the couch. As he paid attention to her neck, she increased her speed more, and started to softly pant. It wouldn’t be long until she came and she made a point of showing it, letting a moan of pleasure escape from her lips.

It felt like Ashton’s heart could have jumped from his chest, as her body pressed against him. With the overwhelming sensation of her hips atop of him and the warmth of her against him, he felt close to finishing. With her soft pants against his skin, his breath matched hers. “Finish for me,” he’s words were airy, trying to get air to his lungs. Ashton’s hip started to press against her, taking the lead in their motion. His strides were long and meaningful, letting each motion linger for a moment before starting again. 

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Clover let out a sensuous moan at full volume when he entered her properly. It felt perfect, and like she’d been waiting for it forever, although she’d only known him a week. She sat up on top of him, supporting herself by placing her hands on her chest. Leaning forward slightly, she moved her hips up and down. She started slowly at first, adjusting to the feeling of him inside of her, before increasing her speed. The whole time she looked down at him, wanting to see the pleasure on his face.

With the moan exiting Clover’s mouth, a sly smile crossed along Ashton’s lips, elated at the feeling of himself inside of her. His knees flattened to the couch, letting her body move along him and savoring every motion. When their eyes locked again, Ashton’s hand caressed her cheek, pulling her in to connect their lips. His lips held on hers for a moment, before he peppered kisses along her jawline and down her neck. In her increase in motion, he muffled another moan into her skin as his free hand grasped at her hip, following the motion of her hips. 

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Clover moaned again, louder this time as his fingers entered her, and she tilted her head two allow easy access to her neck. “So good,” she murmured, her voice soft and breathy. For once in her life, as her underwear was removed and she was completely naked, Clover felt a pang of self consciousness, but Ash was so good with his fingers she was quickly able to forget about it. Her hands gripped his face, thumbs resting against his lips as she looked down at him. “Fuck me,” she whispered softly, the corners of her lips turning into a light smirk.

With her hands face, he couldn’t help but smile. Pressing his lips to her thumb, Ashton eagerly nodded to her request, letting his hand retreat from her. Before they continued, Ashton paused for a moment, pressing his lips against hers. His lips were soft against hers, gently sucking on her lower lip. As he pulled away, he found himself inside of Clover. His hips rolled against her, his hand grasping her nape. Ashton tried to control his breathing, but the feeling of himself with Clover had him trying to catch his breath. 

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Clover hovered above him, her heart beating faster than she thought possible as his hand teased at her core. She knew she would already be plenty wet, but his words to her just sent her spiralling further. Her lips parted as her dark eyes met his, and she had no problem displaying the pleasure she felt. He was as good with his fingers as he was his lips, and a soft moan escaped her mouth as she exhaled deeply, her eyes still locked with his. No longer did she feel drunk, and the time spent at the bar felt like years ago. All she felt now was pure lust and desire.

“That feel good?” He cooed as he saw her display of emotion, wanting nothing else in the world but to hear her moan again. Ashton knew that her ex-boyfriend didn’t treat her like this judging by the way she felt between her legs. He wanted her to feel just as exciting as he was about their bodies intertwining. Ashton wanted Clover to feel more than she had experienced or at least hope she had experienced recently. After exploring his finger against her, Ashton let two-fingers slip inside of her. Ashton’s touch was gentle, not being too forceful with himself inside of her. His lips connected with her neck, letting out a soft sigh of passion. At this point, the cloth of her underwear was a nuance to them. His free hand pushed down her underwear, exposing her finally. 

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The feeling of his hands in her hair let Clover know he liked what she was doing, so she continued. Her tongue flicked around the tip of his dick, teasing him before taking him in fully once again. He hit the back of her throat and she held her place there, letting him savour the feeling of being in her mouth. Her hands dug into his thighs as she increased her pace, and she continued for a moment, before slowly lifting her mouth up. As much as she would have loved to finish him off like that, she wanted to feel him inside her properly. She wasn’t completely selfless.

With a smug little smirk on her face, she returned to Ash’s head, kissing the skin on his neck hard. Her skirt was still on, but she quickly undid the zip and discarded it to one side.  

Ashton could have laid like that forever, letting the feeling of her over him took him into an erotic high. As her act ended, he was happy to have her lips lingering close to him again. Hoping that she felt the same high that he did, his fingers traveled down her torso, stopping at the hem of her underwear. His fingers trailed the lace for a moment, wanting to tease her for a moment. But his self-control didn’t last long before his fingers were greeted by the warmth between her legs. “Look at me,” Ashton demanded, as his fingers explored her. His eyes searched for her reaction, hoping it would be likewise to his own. 

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On hearing Ash’s moan, despite the way he tried to hide it, Clover let her hand have full freedom. She smiled into the top of his head, wondering how he could be cute and so damn hot at the same time. As he worked on undoing her bra, her hand felt the stiffness inside his boxers. She shuffled herself back just enough so that she could wrap her fingers around his length and apparently pay him some much needed attention.

Clover had always been a pleaser in the bedroom, so just knowing Ash was turned on was a turn on for her also. But then she felt a light tug at her hair, accompanied by southward bound kisses, and she thought she might die. Her head dropped back a little and she let out a soft sigh of pleasure. Keen to repay the favour, Clover put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him sideways, so he was laid down. Normally, she reserved what she was about to do for people she’d already slept with, but she figured Ash could be an exception. And, for some totally absurd reason, she just wanted him to have a really good time. So, pushing her hair back to one side, her lips kissed down across his collar bone, then further, down his abdomen and nipples, then further still. Her hands pulled down his pants a little further, exposing him fully. With a playful look up at him, her tongue flickered out fully, licking down the length of him, before putting him completely in her mouth.

Ashton found himself to usually take charge in these scenarios, being the one in control. But obviously, he was turned on by the fact that Clover was taking charge. The feeling of being wanted and to hear Clover sigh under his tongue was enough to make his skin crawl with excitement. His body fell so willingly to her request, letting her mouth roam his body. With her kissing lingering lower, Ashton’s eyes were glued to the red-head, watching her as she lingered so close to him. The attention that she was giving Asthon was long overdue and he longed for her mouth to touch him once again. 

His eyebrow raised as she offered a playful look, testing what her next move would be. When the warmth of her mouth engulfed him, his teeth clenched to his index finger, trying to withhold another moan. Furrowing his eyebrows in pleasure, Ashton ran his finger through her hair as she had full control over him, wanting to be able to touch her somehow. His free hand lightly gathered her hair, being able to give himself a full view of Clover. 

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Clover admired Ash’s bare chest, her fingers stroking down the warm skin there and pulling him tighter against her. There was nothing subtle about the way she was kissing him now; her lips moved as if it might be the last thing they did, a hungry passion coursing through them. She would have happily laid down on the counter for him, but before she knew it he was pulling her through to the living room, back to that familiar couch.

In the new setting, Clover straddled him and continued kissing him. Her hands were intertwined with his soft hair, and her thumbs caressed his jawline. It felt so good to be up against someone again, holding them close and sharing something deeper than just words. There was no doubt in her mind in that moment that it was the right thing to be doing, and so she didn’t stop. Soon, her hands began to wander south; her palm rubbed at the bulge in his crotch, making her heart rate soar and her breath catch between her lips. Her fingers lingered at the button on his pants, wondering if she should ask before touching properly, since he was such a stickler for politeness. But she decided against it; she’d waited long enough. Without hesitation, her fingers flicked the button loose and her hand slid down into his boxers.

Their lips parted as her hand started to travel down his chest, watching her hand find their way to his crotch. As she pondered for a moment, the air seemed to be sucked out of his lungs, wondering if she was going to do what they were both thinking. With her fingers tucking underneath the hem of his boxers, a muffled moan escaped his lips. To try and hide his pleasure, Ashton's face burrowed into Clover’s decollete, as his hands tangled with the strapping of her bra. 

As appealing as it was to see red lace on Clover as she straddled him, but Ashton wanted more. As he finally unhooked her bra, he matched Clover’s eyes for a moment to give a smile of relief. Connecting with her lips once more, his hand found tangled into her hair, tugging it lightly. By the way, he could tell, something about Ashton’s taking control turned her on. Their kiss was broken by his action, only to let him focus on her chest. His mouth peppered kisses down her neck until his tongue flickered across her nipple. 

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His words in her ear felt like heaven to Clover, and it sent a shiver of pleasure running through her. Her lips travelled from his along his jaw until she was nibbling gently on his earlobe, savouring the smell of his neck and hair in a way she knew she shouldn’t be doing. Then, his hands were up her shirt, and she followed suit, using her fingers to begin unbuttoning his shirt, whilst not wanting to tear away her mouth from his. She didn’t get very far though, as he was soon speaking again, instructing her to take her shirt off.

Clover pulled back only slightly, so that she could meet his gaze as she slowly took off her shirt. She was someone who could hold her own in any type of bedroom situation, whether she was bossing them around or it was the other way. But she couldn’t deny that hearing Ash even slightly tell her what to do was a huge turn on for her, and so she eagerly obeyed, dropping her shirt to the floor and revealing a lacy red bra. “Now you,” she purred.

It was behind closed doors where Ashton felt the most confident. In his own house, under his own rules, he found his voice. Watching her follow his demand, it made his breath shorten with excitement. His hands eager to reach out and connect with the lacy bra she wore but her demand was next. Fumbling with the buttons, it felt like a lifetime had passed before he finally felt free of his top. 

His lips connected with her collarbone, peppering kisses along her skin. He paused at her neck, sinking his teeth lightly into her skin before letting his tongue trace lines where his teeth just were. The sobriety started to hit Ash, realizing they were in plain sight in the kitchen window to anyone who may be walking by. 

“Come on.” He whispered, pulling himself away from her body, panting to catch his breath. “Not in here.” he continued, pulling her off of the counter. Latching to her hand, he pulled her off of the counter, and his gate was quick not wanting to lose the chemistry they had. As they entered the living room, he fell into the couch, pulling her on top of him, letting his hands start to explore her body once more. 

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 cloverbellaire‌:

Clover bit her lip slightly as Ash lifted her up onto the counter. That was hot; Jack would never have done that kind of thing. He was boring as fuck in bed. But Clover definitely didn’t want to be thinking about that, so she focused on kissing him again, gently sucking on his bottom lip as her tongue flicked out sporadically. With her legs wrapped around his waist, she had no intention of stopping, until Ash spoke again.

God, he was cute, she thought. “Of course I’m sure, silly,” Clover replied softly, choosing to match his kindness; her giving a sassy response would probably send him running a mile. But she couldn’t resist a little. “Now, are you going to screw me already?” she asked, biting her bottom lip again teasingly. “Because otherwise, I’m gonna start thinking you don’t want to.”

Ashton swallowed hard at his words, trying to confirm the words that came from Clover’s mouth. His voice seemed to be caught in his throat, trying to find the words to reply to Clover. Screw wouldn’t have been the term that Ashton would have put it, but he liked the way it sounded coming from Clover. “I do - promise me I do.” He whispered, his lips inches from her ear. 

Pressing his lips against her neck, his hands continued to explore her body. Having her body this close to him was igniting. His breaths became shorter, leaving their lips together for as long as possible, grazing his tongue against hers when it entered his mouth. His hand found the opening to her shirt, slipping it underneath, touching their bare skin together. “Off,” he said simply, pulling at her shirt. 

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Clover swallowed as he walked up to her, his finger drawing across her face being more intimate than anything she’d experienced in a long time. She knew he was nice and gentlemanly, but this was almost too much, because it felt it could develop into more than just sex. Very easily, she could get used to the gentle touch of his skin on her and she quickly pushed the thoughts aside. 

His voice sounder hotter than usual, and Clover sank in front of him, looking up into his eyes, a playful glint in hers. What did she want? A loaded question usually, but in that moment it was simple. The answer was him.

“I want you, Ash,” she said seductively. A hand trailed up his chest slowly, landing against the back of his neck. She pushed his head down gently so she could hungrily press her lips up to his.

As their lips connected again, his actions were more thought out than the last kiss. She tasted like vodka with something sweet mixed in, addictive and simply fun to kiss. His hands wandered along with her sides, pulling Clover impossibly close as the kiss between them deepened. Her hands explored Ashton’s body leaving a trail of fire as they explored. 

Without much thought, he pulled her small body atop of the counter, making the height difference of the pair much more tolerable. Their kiss broke for a moment, letting Ashton’s lungs take a second to recover. As their lips parted, a worry of thoughts washed into Ashton’s head. Was this just something for Clover to recover from her breakup? Would this kiss ruin the friendship that seemed to just start to bloom? The questions were on the tip of Ashton’s tongue, but something held him back. “You sure?” Was all that he could choke out.

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The walk back to Ash’s was quick, so it didn’t give Clover time to sober up whatsoever. In fact, she felt drunker than ever; she was high off their kiss. It was short and sweet, but totally unexpected and it felt amazing. Like, Clover already knew the guy was hot and nice, but a good kisser too? It just didn’t feel fair. Her breakup and all that drama seemed like light years away. 

Clover walked into the townhouse with more confidence than last time, like she could make herself at home. It was kind of weird how much their friendship had progressed in the past week, but she liked it. But now it was a little awkward - she wanted to continue where they left off in the street, but couldn’t tell if he was down for it as well. So she followed him into the kitchen, and leant against the island counter, flipping her hair over to one side. She thought she was being sexy, but with the amount of alcohol in her, it could have just been messy. “I don’t want a drink, Ashton,” she said slowly, biting her bottom lip.

Pressing the water bottle to his lips, his eyes followed Clover as she made her way into the kitchen. Smiling into his bottle as she made her flirtatious attempt. “Oh, right...” Ashton cooed, pushing himself off the counter that mirrored Clover. Taking a couple steps forward, he stepped into her personal space. His index finger carried along her cheekbone, pushing the hair behind her ear before matching their gaze. 

Ashton had always been a proper gentleman, almost to the point where some girls found it a turn off. No relationship ever lasted long because of his particular taste in women or his ability to be too kind to the point it made them sick. Bringing Clover back to his apartment was out of the ordinary for him, but something felt different about her. Maybe it was just the alcohol speaking for him, but he liked the way she made him feel. His hand pressed against the counter where she stood, closing in on the space he filled in front of her. Then tell me, what do you want?” His voice almost at a hush, trying to hide the eagerness to hear her response. 

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The moment before Ash kissed her back, Clover felt everything from guilty to anxiety; what if she’d just ruined their friendship before it even began? What if he didn’t want to kiss her? If he didn’t like her even slightly like that?

But those fears melted away the moment his lips collided with hers. She kissed him back properly, her mouth opening slightly, her tongue lightly exploring his lips. Her hands dropped from his shirt, then came upwards, her fingers locking between wisps of his dark hair, the other hand resting on his jaw, pulling him closer to her. She had no idea how much time had passed, as she allowed herself to get completely lost in him. But then, a wolf whistle from across the street brought her crashing back down to Earth, and she broke away to give the passerby the middle finger.

“We should go back to yours,” she murmured softly as the stranger laughed and continued walking away from them.

An immediate flush ran to his face as their lips parted. His head burrowed into her shoulder, trying to hide his laughter towards the stranger who caught them Nodding into her shoulder, “Yeah, of course.” A thousand questions came flooding to his head, but somehow the alcohol washed away the worries and let the night take its course. Breaking up their embrace, his hand fell into hers, leading the way back to his townhouse. 

Entering into his place, it looked the exact same as it did the week prior. Everything in its place, looking like no one even lived in the house. “Do you want a drink?” He asked, making way to the kitchen. Although he didn’t feel too drunk, he knew that his hangover was going to hit him like a ton of rocks in the morning.  “Thank you...” Ashton trailed, trying to fill the silence that fell over them. “Tonight was fun.” 

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Clover’s heart leapt in her chest at the feeling of his hand on her hip, and she smiled up at him drunkenly. She finally let go of his shirt, and instead wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head on his chest. “Mmm…did I say you’re the best?” she mumbled, then laughed to herself. Then, she swung her head back, and pulled him close again.

“You’re the best, you’re the best!” she shouted some more, holding him tightly to her. The girl laughed, and stood on her tiptoes to press an affectionate kiss on his cheek. It wasn’t supposed to be anything, but the moment overtook her; with his lips so close, and the feeling of his heart beating against hers in his chest, she found herself wanting to push it a little further. Without hesitation, she ducked her head to the left, and quickly pecked at his lips. She held him close, their lips just inches apart, to see what his reaction would be.

Her lips felt warm against his cheek, leaning into her peck, he paused. Their lips were undeniably close, Ashton could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears. It felt like his heart could pop out of his chest at any moment. Before lingering too long, again he felt the weight of her lips on him, but this time on his lips. Trying to register that the moment happened, it seemed like it was over. 

Fluttering his eyes open for a moment, he peered at Clover for a moment to try and register what he was feeling or what was happening even. Don’t ruin the moment. He thought, knowing some quirky thing could escape his lips and bring him right back into the friend-zone. Ashton pressed his lips against hers once more, this time more passionately than her peck. His physical instincts kicked in immediately as their lips met again, giving in to what he had desperately wanted as if his body was on auto-pilot. His hands tangled into her hair, Ashton pulled her in close to bring them chest-to-chest, eager to get drunk off of her taste.

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“God, you are such a *nerd*,” Clover said, shaking her head as Ash returned, but there was a smile on her face. She was glad he managed to swing the time off. They both could use a little downtime after that whole scene with Jack. As Ash sat down beside her, one of his colleagues served them a tray of drinks, and Clover wasted no time in getting properly started.

Once again, she found the next hour passing by in a blur. They drank, they laughed, they danced. Clover forgot all about Jack, even though he was probably still somewhere in the club - she didn’t care at all. It was nice to see Ash loosened up as well, but as the clock started ticking, she wondered if they should be leaving soon.

“You know, I think we’re the only actually drunk people here,” Clover shouted over the music. “Do you think we should be leaving soon? I really don’t know if I can face another crazy hangover.”

It had been a while since Ashton found himself on the other end of the bar. Any time that he was offered to go out and drink, work seemed to always get in the way. All of this to him was thrilling, maybe to Clover this may have just been another night, but this was all new for Ashton. The alcohol washed away his insecurity about his dance moves, following Clover’s lead every step of the way. 

As the night past, he had forgotten the whole concept of time, just focusing on Clover and not trying to smile like an idiot too much. As she started to talk, Ashton leaned in, because he couldn’t even hear himself breathe to the sound of the music. Catching most of her sentence, a ping of sadness hit over him. “Yeah-Yeah, of course.” He shouted, realizing he could hear his own sadness in his voice. “I’m tired of everyone staring at us for our moves.” He forced a smile before grabbing Clover’s hand to make his way outside. 

The air outside felt nice against Ashton’s body, it was a nice change from the musty air that was inside the club. Ashton’s invite over to his house again was on the tip of his tongue but he hesitated. Would it be weird to have her back over, would she even want that? They are friends, but friends come over to hang out? “Thank you,” the words spat out of his mouth faster than he could stop them. “You are a much better dancer than I am.”

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Clover couldn’t help but smile down at the wooden counter. It had been a long time since someone defended her, and normally she would have hated. But, with Ash, it was different and it made her feel a strangely different way. However, she knew if he goaded Jack any further, there would be a full on fight. He was an asshole, and a hot headed one at that. It wasn’t worth the hassle.

“Dude, what the fuck? Are you her new boyfriend or something?” Jack scoffed, standing up and throwing his hands up in the air. Clover looked him up and down and felt sick; how could she have been in love with this guy, as little as week ago.

“Oh Jack, get over your fucking self. Go away. You’re not wanted here. Do we have to spell it out to you?” she said defiantly. She looked around him, and saw the seat next to him was now empty. “By the way, your date left a while ago. Maybe you should try and get over me too? Then you might be able to keep another girl interested.”

Continuing to throw a fit, Ashton’s eyes followed his every move. His stature was comparable in size to Ashton, but Ashton immensely thankful for the bar that separated the two men. Boyfriend seemed like a foreign word to Ashton, that category of a relationship was one he rarely found himself in. If you really think about the term, does it even have meaning, to begin with? Anyone could be a boyfriend, Ashton is a boy and he is a friend, so... technically. Getting too lost in his head about the term and the philosophical meaning of it all, he started to count in his head. 1...2...3... “Again, is that anything that concerns you, Jack?”

Clover thankfully stepped in to help take some of the attention off of Ashton, as he had run through the only comebacks that he had stored in his head. Ashton couldn't remember the last time he had an interaction like this and was thankful for that. On the other hand, he could see why Clover was going to be a lawyer, her words were quick and the perfect amount of stern. Storming off in a rage, Jack took the drinks off the bar and searched for the girl who seemed to disappear. “Oh god, I’m sorry,” Ashton said, melting into an apologetic state. 

“You could have absolutely handled that yourself, it was stupid of me to step in.” He winced, placing two additional shot glasses in front of the pair, filling them with vodka. “We deserve this.”