"C'mon, lesh do thish," Kuroi said in a tipsy slur, "leshfuck."
She was being put to bed by her sober lover who was
currently trying to pacify the inebriated blonde.
"No, no," he answered, very amused by his girlfriend's
antics this evening, "you've had a bit too much to drink."
Nanako pulled him down on top of her, "but I lovsh you."
He turned his head to avoid her less then pleasant breath.
"And I love you too, but you are going to need some sleep."
"You're sho good me. How can I ever repay you?"
"By going to sleep and using this trash can if you feel
sick in the middle of the night."
"Thash no fun. You're shho hot. I wanna shhexsh you up.
I know! I have a shh-ingle friend. Sheesh the one that
got me the handcuffshh. She ushed them lashtime I got
waishted to keep me from doing shomting shtupid. Lesh
get her over here and have shome fun."
"Did you even listen to me? I want you to go to sleep
and get some rest. You're drunk right now."
"Iyamnot!" she whined before letting out a traitorous
hiccup.
He sighed and placed his right pointer finger on the tip
of her nose. Entranced, Nanako watched as he used it
to make smooth circles in front of her face. They
gradually grew larger and larger and moved faster and
faster with each rotation until she started feeling very dizzy.
Unable too keep up with him, she grew tired.
He snapped his fingers, and she went out cold.
He kissed her on the forehead with a smile.
"I hate having to do that."