"We'll have to make sure you drink more often then," he said, hands sliding along her legs and pushing her skirt up higher on her lips to give him better access. His hand slipped up higher, teasing the fabric of her panties as he moved his mouth closer.

There was an almost giddy thought that this would be their first time as an official couple. It was almost juvenile in a way, but how often did you get to feel juvenile at 250 years old?