“C’mon Ves… just one more drink! Don’t be such a worrywart!” Altare brings another cup of beer to the now, obviously buzzed, scholar. “God Altare I don’t think I can drink anymore… I already had more than I should’ve..” He stumbled a bit forward as Altare catches him with his right arm, clutching him close to the side of his body to help him not fall flat face first onto the ground.

Vesper couldn’t remember how he got into this situation, other than Altare keeping him company yet again after he isolated himself in his study during a guild party.
“Aww… but can’t you just drink this for me, Ves? I skipped out on partying with the boys so I can keep you company y’know, just like you wanted me to… If I can’t drink with them, then at the very least we can drink together, huh?” Altare continues giving an almost puppy dog look to Vesper. Well… he can’t say no his leaders charm..
“A-alright fine.. but after this I’m not drinking any more. You know how I feel about this stuff…” It’s been very well known throughout the guild that Vesper never enjoyed the feeling of having his thoughts and basic motor skills being weakened by any kind of substance, which was why he tended to avoid alcohol at all cost. But, if it’s just for today and for his leader, he can make a bit of an exception. Things can’t possibly go wrong with him around, right?
He grabbed the cup of beer from Altare’s left hand and swiftly chugs It down. Altare stares at the scholar, beginning to form a slight grin, it’s only a matter of time, now.

30 minutes of small talk passed until Vesper suddenly began feeling a strange sensation overtaking his body. He’s been drunk before, but he swears this feels a bit different from the last time he’s experienced drinking more than he could handle. “I uh… feel kind of…” Slowly getting up from his seat, Vesper began to press his palm against his forehead, feeling sweat begin to bead. “Ves, you alright?” Altare feigns a look of concern on his face, he feels a wave of excitement pulse through his body. Just be patient, you’ll get what you want, soon.
“Mmph.. I-I’m alright.. I think I just need to lie down..somewhere..” Vesper began stumbling more and more, feeling his limbs begin to feel almost weightless, Altare catches him before he falls to the ground.
“Woah there Ves! Let me bring you to the spare room across the study. You can relax there and I’ll see what I can do for you.” He can hear the mans breathing become heavier by the minute, it created an excitement inside of him that rushed to his cock, the feeling of his pants becoming tighter was getting harder to ignore.. He had to keep himself in control..calm and collected.. he’s so close to his prize.
Altare brought Vesper to the unused bedroom, and helped him lie back onto the satin king sized bed. While Vesper was still letting out tiny groans of ever growing discomfort, Altare reached out his hand to rub his head, for what felt like hours, to comfort the scholar. “God you’re so beautiful Vesper..” Altare’s eyes began to appear more hungry as he continued rubbing Vesper’s face, slowly inching down towards his slender neck to his well defined pec muscles that were covered by his white blouse. Vesper’s face began turning a shade of beet red, but unable to make any kind of significant movements due to his current state he was trapped in. “W..hat are you doing, Altare..?” Vesper lets out a bit of a nervous slurred chuckle, though that chuckle slowly disappears and Altare begins climbing over his body. “You’re so fucking beautiful Ves..” Altare begins laying soft kisses onto Vesper’s cheeks and trails down till he’s at the nape of his neck. “Do you know how long I’ve waited to finally have my chance with you?”