"You're drunk..." "And you're sexyyy~" Rivetra fic please
They shouldn't have gone drinking.
Now there's two men singing off key to an old Whitney Houston song, one other guy laughing at how bad it hurts his ears that the usually quiet man decides to mash it up with an equally terrible song choice and an incoming headache that Levi wishes he turned down his group's offer to go out for some 'fun activity.'
And then there's Petra.
Levi fights the urge to blush when he feels her push herself closer to his side. Her hands are wrapped around his arm, her grip tight like she's intending on never letting go.
Her cheeks are slightly pink, having had one too many bottles for the night and Levi tries not to think on the feeling of her chest pressed against his side vibrating as laughter rings out from her temptingly soft lips from a short funny anecdote Erd tells them.
What it is about. Levi doesn't know, his mind far too distracted on other things.
He does not even realize he's now full on staring. Petra's slurred voice bringing him out of his daze, her bright amber eyes staring back at his blue ones.
"See something you like?"
She smirks at him, knowingly, and Levi, taken aback by the comment, blurts out the first thing that comes to his mind. "You're drunk."
Petra laughs at this and gives him a sultry smile. She pushes herself against him and brings her lips to his ear, making his heart beat faster with anticipation and face even redder. In a whisper she says.
"And you're" she pauses for a bit, dragging out the last syllable leaving Levi with a short moment of suspense. "hot."
