Natalie wasn't quite sure what she had been thinking when she agreed to this. Maybe it was the wine, the copious amounts of wine? Or her poor neglected libido. Whilst she- (loved? Liked? Tolerated? Was fond of-?) loved Darkroach dearly, the giant bug can only cock block them for so long before she's fit to burst.

Maybe that was why she wore her nicest undergarments or why she had agreed to let Hajime drink whilst someone else was babysitting Darkroach. She indulged a little herself, wanting to at least be a bit drunk herself to loosen up.

She groaned as Hajime kissed her neck, sloppily biting at the skin as he attempted to clumsily help her out of her bra. His skills were clearly more impaired than Natalie had expected. She didn't mind helping, especially when his lips traveled downwards and lay wet kisses across the bare expanse of her breasts.

He sucked on her nipples, forgoing biting them since his attempts at biting her neck hadn't gone quite as well. She managed to squeeze her hand between them to stroke the front of his pants, feeling the bulge of his cock against her palm. Her stroking was a bit quicker and firmer than needed, but she was excited. Natalie was allowed to be excited, maybe this time they'd actually get somewhere!

Well, she was enjoying it until Hajime cupped her breasts with his hands, dipping forward to loudly motorboat them.

Her mouth opened and closed for a long moment as her stroking stilled. "...Hajime."

He gave an incoherent sound, blearily looking up at her. "Yeah?"

"How drunk are you?"

He gave a noncommittal sound, clearly signifying he had more to drink than she realized. She bit the inside of her cheek, the debate of continuing waging in her head. She only let Hajime alone for a little bit to make sure dinner was turning out right, clearly that had been enough time for him to indulge further than he should have.

She gently pried him away, closing the loose silky robe over herself for some semblance of coverage. "Go have a drink of water."