It have been a while since it all began. Bacchus couldn't pinpoint when or how it happened, it wasn't uncommon for him to start sexual relationships with women after nights he flooded his system with alcohol. He usually remembers most of those nights, after all, what would be the fun in having sex and not remembering it? The first nights with Cana, however, he didn't really know what they have done. Might have something to do with the fact that she can keep up more than most would or maybe because they make each other ignore their own limits.
By the evidences of the first next day he could remember with her, it appeared that no sex was involved. He suspected he got too drunk to get certain areas awake enough but when Cana asked that morning if they have done it, he answered no, that he had no need to abuse an unconscious woman, which wasn't all lie anyway. Bacchus, despite the reputation, has never in his life abused a woman before. Pranked? Flirted? Been obnoxious? Sure thing but never abused.
The closest he have ever gone from it was the time he took her bikini. Although, in his defense she had made quite an impression on him, enough for him to want to remember her by, to have a token from her. Also, he really wanted to see her boobs and he was drunk enough to just not think before doing. He only realized the harm caused when the bikini was already free on his fingers. Too late to cry about it. He kept his prize and took consolation on the fact that he only grabbed her voluptuous marshmallows with her consent much after all that.
There was something different in her comparing with the other women. He didn't know what but it's not everyday that you get the chance of seeing an hourglass figure with gorgeous big breasts drink almost as much as him. Bacchus could stare at them for hours and her company itself was actually vary pleasing. There was nothing about her he could complain about, so every time they bumped into each other they would drink together.
They have been doing this for so long that the Falcon could list a number of times they slept together with no sex, not that he would ever admit that to other people. If someone ever asked him he would still answer he wasn't the gentleman type, that there would be no way he would take a woman to bed and not have her. Irony is it would be true if they asked about any woman but Cana. She was the only one he would by his own will carry the passed out body to his hotel room to be sure she would be fine. The others he just wouldn't take with him in such state but he had a reputation after all and, secretly, she was also the reason sometimes he would take a two beds room from time to time.
Bacchus knew Cana could take care of herself even in that kind of situation. He have seen her throw a man in the wall with a mere pull because he grabbed her ass without her permission. She would be fine doesn't matter the situation. The others weren't like her and he didn't care what would they do, he didn't ask them to drink that much, he never said he would protect them, he hasn't even challenged them, but he always left some extra jewels with the barman so they would be taken care of. If you don't want to babysit just pay someone else, right?
Still, the palm mage couldn't say when was the first time the card mage and him first shared a passionate night. They have never talked about it. They never agreed to repeat it some other time. Yet, they have created a habit out of it and their own little code. They would meet in random occasions, drink their souls out and flirt. He would at some point jokingly ask her if she would keep him company in his bed and, despite her saying "In your dreams, puppy", she would do one of the following things:
1) pay her tab and leave, saying the night was fun but she had to go.
2) keep the jokes flowing and uncomfortably part separate ways with him after exiting the bar's door. That would invariably make both build sexual tension up.
3) keep the flirts and the jokes while getting more touchy. Those were the times Baccus knew he would have a pleasurable night.
Occasionally, but not frequently, there would be another option. 4) pass out on the table, floor or his arm, which ever her leak of balance threw her at, and it meant a night together with no sex. He was fine with those rare occasions as well, especially when the hotel only had one bed rooms and he would wake up with her hugging him like a koala on a tree.
After their having sex they would sleep in the same bed too tired to part their ways. At morning, they would act like two good friends if both of them were still in the room or one of them would wake up alone in the bed with half of the room already paid. Both mages were comfortable with that setting until the time she decided to have her own place. Apparently she grew tired of having to go to a hotel in her own town every time she wanted to get lucky, to which he was glad. Not that screwing on alleys and stockrooms once in awhile wasn't fun but there were something special about being able to do at home, even if it wasn't his home, once she never went to his town no matter how many times he said she should.
Sure, he had to help her out with the moving since he was actually visiting her town at the time, it was all worth it when they had fun watching her usually not drunk blond friend get wasted. The girl was a funny pervy drunk, just the type he enjoyed, although she just didn't handle the alcohol well and that was kind of a big deal for him. He could forgive that flaw and maybe spend the night with her given how big her front twins were if it wasn't for Cana's presence. Not that he would ever admit it but if he had to choose, it wouldn't matter if it was Blondie, Mira or any other hot chick, he would pick Cana. She was as good as any model and what other girl would keep up with him so well?
The morning after they inaugurated her new place was the first time they have ever done it sober. He didn't expect the morning offer from her but he had no complains about it. That was the best sex they have ever had with each other. He still has no idea why he decided to spend the day with her although he was happy he did.
It wasn't until he was back to his guild he realized he had made her a promise. Now he had to try to buy her a top she would love as much as she claimed she loved his trophy. Where would he find something like that? Maybe one of his fans would give him ideas…
-So would you be able to help me find something my sister would like?
-Does it really need to be similar to this one? - The girl asked him with his trophy on her hands analyzing the size and material, he supposed.
-No. Just need to be a v neck top in the same size. She already have a few of similar ones.
-If she already have a few of those let's find something different! I bet she will love to have a different kind of top if she really likes tops like you say. - The girl's smile was so bright Bacchus almost felt guilt to be lying to her. He knew the girl would be extremely jealous of Cana if she knew the truth. All his fans were quite possessive.
It took some time to find the perfect top. Almost the whole day, actually. He has been in several stores in parts of his city he didn't even know about. Fashion streets, boutiques, ateliers. That girl helped him more than he expected. She even tried on the ones he didn't understand how would a woman be able to put on and the ones both thought it would look good.
Cana was bustier than his fan but he was able to have an idea anyway and opted for a generous V neck top with lace stripes on the upper area to wrap around the neck and on the bottom to be wrapped around the waist. The girl was confident his sister would love it because it's a vary versatile style that she would be able to warp around her body in a lot of ways. Bacchus wasn't confident about the color to choose though, so he bought a blood red because it's sexy, an oxidized orange to match her skin, a milk chocolate brown one since his fan said it's always good to have a neutral color, a dark grey like onyx for the same reason and purplish blue like his armor for some silly matching idea he got but would feel to embarrassed to tell.
-Your sister is so lucky to have such an attentions brother like you. - Those words made him feel guilty again but he tried to convince himself that the girl was happy enough to have been able to expend an entire day with her idol.
-Of course. Only the best for my baby sister.
-Do you really need to leave now? I know a nice pub close by. - She wasn't the first fan to try that move on him and would definitely not be the last. He could play along. Maybe even leave her the memory of her life banging her dreams into reality.
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Notes:
So here I am again with another BacCana fanfic. I'm making this shipping popular even if I need to find a way to write down several of those fics by myself.
As always, if you like it please give me some love in the form of comments or if you didn't like it than gimme a piece of your mind by commenting as well. I'm fine with any kind of criticism so you don't need to go soft on me if you don't want to. I believe I can learn from any feedback I receive so everything is welcome.
Thank you for reading it. It's not over, I will probably publish a new chapter next week. See ya!
