"Get off of me, mate," the mortal grumbled. "Your hand is quite literally on my cock."
Luciano rolled over to lay languidly on the bed while still chuckling from being tipsy after finishing the bottle of alcohol. The room spun ever so slightly and he let his eyes drift shut, savouring the pleasant buzz that hummed through his veins. After releasing a content sigh from his lips, he sunk deeper into the springy mattress, the tension in his muscles melting away.
"Why would you want to stop drinking?" he asked the mortal and he hung his arm over the edge, dropping the empty bottle on the floor to produce a soft clang. "This is amazing."
Feeling a gaze piercing into him, Luciano fluttered his eyes open to see the mortal giving him an annoyed look and with their voice laced with exasperation, he pleaded, "Will you please eat something?"
Slowly, Luciano opened his mouth as a silent gesture for the mortal to feed him.
