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◈ My Platinum-Blonde Childhood Friend Is Too Pretty ◈

Chapter 98: 37. My Platinum-Blonde Girlfriend Who Likes Alcohol -3

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Since we'd started living independently, outdoor dates had dropped off quite a bit.

We were adults in our prime, and since high school we'd been waiting for the day we could do more than just kiss. With just the two of us under one roof, it was hard to avoid staying in. That was all it was.

So going out was a rare thing outside of grocery runs, and on top of that, this was our first time at a cocktail bar together.

We were making the most of every second.

Pinchos and a mini pizza sat on the table as snacks, and we were pressed hip to hip.

My right arm was wrapped around Elli's waist, holding her close, and my left hand held a cocktail glass.

"Ah."

"Mm... chew..."

I took the bite of pizza she'd cut into pieces and fed me.

One bite of snack each, then a sip of our cocktails in turn.

"This one isn't that sweet, but it's got this really refreshing quality I like. What does yours taste like?"

"Strong. Not the type you'd enjoy."

"But you like it?"

"Yeah."

"Can I taste it?"

"Su... hng..."

"lick... sip..."

"Mmm... smooch... slurp..."

"Whew... that is strong. Just what's left on your lips hits me pretty hard."

"Yours is definitely light on the sweet side."

"Should we swap?"

"Sure."

We'd compare notes, and in the process naturally end up in these strange, lingering kisses where we'd lick and taste each other's lips and tongue, and only then swap glasses.

The atmosphere helped, of course, scattered lights glowing through the dark, all that romantic mood pouring in around us. And on top of that, cocktails with pretty, jewel-toned colors and a surprisingly solid kick.

Licking away whatever lingered on each other's lips, our kisses just wouldn't stop.

The pace ended up slower than we'd planned. But whenever a glass went empty, Elli ordered the next one right away.

-Ding-dong.

"Are you ready to order?"

"A Kahlua Milk and a Long Island Iced Tea, please."

"Of course!"

The moment the staff member left with our order, I pulled Elli closer into my side.

She leaned into me like she was being drawn in.

"Smooch... mwah... sip..."

We shared another deep kiss while the drinks were on their way, still talking between presses of lips.

"Kahlua Milk is the one that smells like coffee, right?"

"That's what I've heard. It's supposed to be a smoother one, so you'll probably like it."

"The Long Island Iced Tea... the description says it's the bomb shot of cocktails. Aren't you going to get way too drunk off something like that?"

"So what if I get drunk."

I'd said it out of mild worry that she'd be completely gone too soon. Elli just smiled, slow and warm.

We were so close together that our noses were nearly touching.

She whispered in a sweet voice.

"If I drink myself senseless... you can just carry me home and do whatever you want with me, right?"

"......"

"Play with me however you like."

My heart thumped at that, at that gorgeous face saying those words to lure me in. Even so, I pushed back.

"...Except you don't actually let me do whatever I want when you're drunk."

She said I could do whatever I liked, but the moment Elli started being cute about what she wanted, what she felt like doing, I couldn't ignore any of it.

Well. My girlfriend was just too pretty and too adorable. And on top of that, incredibly sexy.

When she acted cute and told me exactly how she wanted things to go, how was I supposed to override that?

Elli knew as well as I did that she'd end up getting what she wanted anyway. Her memory didn't disappear when she was drunk.

So she let her eyes slide away from mine for a moment, rolled them to one side, then looked back and spoke with her usual confidence.

"Lee Do-yoon."

"Yeah?"

"Ah."

"Ah... chew..."

"Just eat your pizza."

"Mm..."

"Yesterday I was on top. Tonight I'll let you do it from behind."

"......"

"I'll remember."

"Of course... yeah. I'll forget everything else before I forget that."

Well, it didn't really matter either way.

What Elli wanted was what I wanted.

After that we kept going, alternating between cocktails and kisses.

Elli always ordered two at a time, making sure to include something sweet or smooth for me alongside whichever strong one she'd picked.

For the sweeter ones, I fed them to her mouth to mouth, just like at home.

By the time we'd gone through about ten glasses between us, the warmth of the alcohol was starting to creep in.

More so for Elli than for me.

"Haven't we had a lot? Elli, are you okay?"

"I'm shtill fine. You think I'm a lightweight?"

"Not at all. Here, kiss."

"Kissy... mm... smooch..."

My unmistakably drunk platinum-blonde girlfriend pushed her red lips out in a pout and kept pressing little kisses to my mouth.

It was the expected outcome. Elli had known she'd end up like this when she started drinking, and she'd done it anyway.

She was embarrassed by how she got when she was drunk, and she knew it. The fact that she still drank told me she genuinely, truly loved alcohol.

"Smooch, smooch... sip... mwah... peck..."

Starting from my lips, Elli began planting little kisses all over my face. My nose. My cheeks. My forehead.

The alcohol must have heated her up, because she was leaving faint, sticky traces of her lips everywhere, almost unconsciously.

"Should we have one more each? Or are you ready to head out?"

"Smooch... I wanna drink. Something tasty... peck..."

"Then I'll order something with a kick. Food-wise... it'd feel a bit much to order more, but should I ask for just a little more pretzels?"

"Wha... there's snacks right here."

"Where?"

"...Here."

-slide

Her hand drifted over my lower half. My brain stalled completely.

A perfectly casual suggestion, delivered with lidded, hazy, heat-filled eyes looking right at me.

Seeing that, I almost just skipped the order entirely and took her home on the spot. But Elli wanted to drink, so I told myself to hold out for one more glass.

I flagged down the staff right away and ordered a Black Russian. I had no idea what it tasted like, but the menu mentioned something about coffee, and Elli liked coffee.

The crowd had thinned out by then, so our drink arrived quickly.

"Here's your Black Russian. Enjoy."

Elli had been burrowing into my side without caring that the staff was right there, but she grabbed the cocktail glass the moment it hit the table.

She brought it to her lips, swaying ever so slightly, and a quiet smile crossed her face.

"...Tashty."

"You like it? I just picked it at random, glad it worked out."

"Not for youuu though..."

"Yeah? That's too bad."

"So I'll feed iiit to you... mmm..."

"Careful, don't spill. Mm..."

Elli took a mouthful of the cocktail and fed it straight to me, the same way I'd been feeding her the sweet ones.

"Mwah..."

Through the softness of her lips pressed together with mine, the cocktail trickled in.

There was definitely a coffee note, just like the description said, but honestly for me it was just bitter alcohol. Nothing more.

I swallowed it down carefully without spilling a drop, and by the time the last of it had gone down my throat, Elli's soft, round tongue started to curl around mine like it was coaxing something out of me.

Then I understood what she meant when she said even strong drinks tasted good when I was the one feeding them to her.

Her tongue, her breath, her warmth, all of it coming through alongside the alcohol, and I thought I could drink anything at all as long as it came with that.

A moment later when we pulled apart.

"Haa... I want to eat..."

Elli looked at me and said it in a low, breathy voice, warm and sweet against my face.

"More to drink? Should I order one last one?"

"Not drink..."

"Then what?"

"You... I want to eat you, Lee Do-yoon..."

"Alright. Let's go. My Elli wants to eat me, so we better move fast."

I helped her up from her seat. Elli was past wanting more to drink now, and she got to her feet willingly enough.

She clung to my arm like she might fall without it, and I guided her to the counter to settle up.

"That comes to 148,000 won."

"......"

More than I'd expected.

I tried to think back on what we'd ordered and it seemed like it shouldn't have been that much, but with each glass running around ten thousand won and two orders of snacks on top of that, the number made sense.

Anyway, we paid with our shared card and caught a cab nearby to head home.

Elli, surprisingly docile on the ride back, just nestled quietly against me. The second we were inside the door, she shoved me against the wall.

"Haa, haa... smooch... mwah... sluuurp..."

-rustle!

She kissed me hard and shed her own clothes at the same time, stripping everything off without breaking contact, until there wasn't a single piece left.

Completely bare in seconds, Elli looked up at me.

"Be shtill... smooch... I'm gonna eat youuu..."

"You said from behind tonight."

"Don't careee... I'm going on top... you don't like it?"

"No? I love it."

"Mmph... then why are you shtill dressed! Hurry up and take 'em off...!"

And so tonight as well, she declared she'd have things her way and started pulling off my pants.

From there, well.

My adorable girlfriend got exactly what she wanted. Mostly Elli on top of me.

The same as always, a warm, cozy, thoroughly indulgent night.

* * *

The next day, after lectures, when I got home.

We held an emergency meeting.

"We should probably cut back on drinking out. It didn't feel like we had that much, but..."

"Going out to drink will always cost more. That's just how it is."

Yesterday's bill had come in higher than expected, and Elli was feeling a little anxious about it.

Given what Elli earned, spending that much was nothing to worry about, but since we hadn't bought the car yet, it seemed to be weighing on her.

"Drinking out... we're probably better off cutting back. It's not exactly good for us either..."

She felt guilty about spending that much on her own hobby. Elli hemmed and hawed in a way that wasn't like her at all.

There was absolutely no reason for her to feel bad about it.

So I smiled and tried to reassure her.

"It's fine, really. We weren't drinking that often to begin with, and going out and spending a little money every now and then is completely normal."

"Still..."

"And I love drinking with just the two of us. You being all cute and clingy when you're tipsy is the most adorable thing."

"Ugh... I told you not to bring up how I act when I'm drunk."

"Anyway. We haven't been going on outdoor dates much lately, so once in a while is perfectly fine. Don't be too hard on yourself."

"...Okay. Thank you."

"Don't thank me. I'm always the one who's way more grateful."

I knew too much drinking wasn't great for the body, but Elli's tolerance meant she could only have so much anyway, and at most it was once or twice a week.

Besides, when we bought alcohol we didn't touch the living expenses our parents sent us. We used the money we earned ourselves, and more than ninety percent of that came from Elli's modeling work.

It was essentially Elli's personal money to spend however she wanted, but she treated it as shared funds, like we were already married.

That made me so happy. It felt exactly like we were a couple bound together for life.

"The cocktails were good, right? Let's pick up some ingredients next time and try making them ourselves at home. We can look things up online."

"...Yeah."

"Once we've got the car, maybe once a month we go out like tonight and drink somewhere? As the last stop on a date. What do you think?"

"That sounds... really nice. Let's do that."

"And..."

"And?"

"Can we do it from behind tonight? I was looking forward to it yesterday but you never got off of me."

"Ugh... fine. Tonight... whatever you want."

"Thank you. I love you."

More than anything, I loved Elli when she drank.

She only ever drank when I was with her, and every time she showed me her adorable stubbornness and affection.

Her whole body flushed and worked up, craving things with that passionate intensity of hers, drunk and demanding.

Getting to be on the receiving end of all of that made me so happy, I couldn't put it into words.

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