"Daily" 18+ Fanfiction Short - A dangerous drinking game...!

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hey members! been a very busy week IRL o_O but now i'm all free and got a bunch of video plans to get done >:D should have a video with columbina finished tomorrow or the day after! then probably hu tao after that!

but for now, here's another "tasty" short to wet your appetite >:D enjoy! also this is my first short with a female main character! if you're not into that you will learn >:D

Read on AO3 or below!

Chapter 4 - Nefer - A dangerous drinking game...!

Light spoilers for one scene of the 6.0 Archon Quest!

You are the Traveler, Lumine. During the 6.0 Archon quest, Nefer has invited you to join in the “special activity” that she has planned to get the customers talking, the “Roulette Showdown”! Or perhaps she has a different goal in mind…?

The Flagship has come alive during the Banquet. The rattle of dice, the clatter of mugs, and the drunken cheer of the regulars letting loose all fill the room to the brim. Up at the bar you find yourself locked into a drinking game that has quickly gone out of your control.

“Well Traveler, your turn~” Nefer grins.

Already…!?

Nefer spins the battered old wheel once more, emerald eyes glinting in the lantern light.

“Ahhh, would you look at that…” she purrs, watching as the arrow clicks into place. “Level three again. How unfortunate...!”

The crowd roars with laughter and cheers, slamming the table as another glass of alcohol is shoved your way.

“W-Wait, that’s the fourth time in a row!” you protest, cheeks already feeling warm.

Nefer leans across the table, chin propped lazily on her gloved hand, smile sharp. “What can I say, darling? Seems the wheel has a taste for you~”

“More like you tampered with it!” you mumble back nervously.

She simply shrugs, the smug tilt of her lips daring you to argue further. “Rules are rules. Drink up, Traveler~”

Ugh… the information we get from this better be worth it…

You grab the glass, and slowly down it in one big gulp, noticing Nefer grinning as you do.

The group takes their turns again, each spinning the wheel and downing their drinks until it is your turn once again.

“Allow me~” Nefer hums, taking the liberty of spinning the wheel for.

Another level three cocktail.

“Okay, how is that possible…” you groan.

The chant starts before you can argue again, “Drink! Drink! Drink!”, and the room erupts with cheers as you tip the glass back, alcohol spilling down your lip. When you set it down, breathless, Nefer is still watching you, her eyes glimmering like she knows something you don’t.

By the seventh “coincidental” level three glass, your head is buzzing, cheeks red hot and vision blurring at the edges.

You spin again, praying it lands on something without alcohol, but to your dismay, the wheel clatters to a stop on Nefer’s so-called grand prize… “Dark Horse”.

“Bottoms up! Bottoms up!” the crowd erupts, laughter and fists pounding the bar in a drunken chorus as they slide the glass of deep purple liquid to your seat.

You brave yourself and bring the glass to your lips, forcing down half before the fire sears your throat and you have to pull away, coughing.

The laughter smears into a distant hum as Nefer rises smoothly, circling the table with the ease of a predator who knows she’s already won.

“That’s enough for now…” She declares smoothly, plucking the half-finished glass from the table. “I think our champion deserves a reprieve.”

A few regulars boo in protest, but Nefer ignores them, instead slipping her free hand beneath your arm and pulling you to your feet. “Come,” she whispers against your ear, warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. “Let’s find you some air~”

She leads you into a quiet corner at the edge of the tavern, away from the crowd and noise. You lean hard against the wall, trying to steady your spiralling head, when Nefer steps in close, too close… pinning you against the wall.

“My, my… the legendary Traveler broken down by a little drinking game~” she grins, her piercing green eyes flicker with a devious hint.

 “Look at you… Eyes shining, lips parted… it’s almost like you’re waiting for me to make the next move~”

“Nefer…” you start, but the name barely leaves your lips before she presses a finger to them, silencing you with a wicked smile.

“Hush. Haven’t you realized yet darling?” Her voice drops lower, softer, her next words meant only for you. “That game was never about getting information!”

“You never finished your drink, Traveler… how naughty~” Nefer grins.

She raises up the half-finished glass and downs the rest in a single swig, but doesn’t swallow.

Suddenly, she presses her lips tight against your own, before parting them, sending a wave of the burning liquor rushing into your mouth.

The alcohol burns on her tongue as she plays with it in your mouth, making you gulp it down between desperate gasps.

A trail of purple liquor dribbles from the corner of your lips as her hand slides from yours to your hip, tugging you closer until your bodies press flush. “Mmm…” she moans into the kiss, tongue tangling with yours until every last drop is gone.

“Nefer…” you breathe, dizzy from the kiss and the drinks, but she silences you with another, firmer kiss. Her gloved fingers trail slowly down your side, tracing the shape of your waist before sneaking lower.

“Shh. Don’t spoil the moment…” She whispers, her tongue teasing along the seam of your lips before slipping past, tasting you thoroughly. “You broke the rules darling... now you’re mine for the night~”

Her thigh slides between yours, pinning you against the wall as she presses closer, her voice husky with amusement. “Mmm, look at you… trembling already~ How scandalous, the mighty Traveler undone in a tavern by a few drinks...!”

Her teeth catch lightly on your lip before she kisses you again, harder this time, leaving no space between you.

You feel her knee grinding against your crotch, each movement sending an unconscious little breath escaping from your mouth.

Finally, she pulls out of the kiss, leaving you gasping for air.

“I don’t think I feel safe leaving you to stumble back to your room alone…” she purrs, voice dripping with mock concern. Her lips ghost over your ear, warm breath sending shivers down your spine. “No, no… I’ll have to escort you~”

“B-But my room is-” you start, flustered, tripping over your words.

“Shhh.” Nefer cuts you off with another kiss, firmer this time, her hand sliding up to cradle the back of your head so you can’t pull away. When she finally lets you breathe, her smirk is wicked. “No more excuses, darling. Tonight, you’re mine.”

Her grip doesn’t loosen as she slides her fingers between your own, pulling you from your sanctuary in the corner. She leads you confidently through the noisy tavern with an effortless authority that makes the crowd part without a word, some with curious stares, others with knowing grins.

The corridors of The Flagship grow quieter as she guides you into the backrooms, and the lanternlight dims across the ragged metal. With each step your heart pounds harder, your head swimming not just from the alcohol, but from the unmistakable certainty of where this is going.

When you reach your door, she pushes it open without hesitation, pulling you inside before shutting it firmly behind you. The sudden silence of the room feels deafening compared to the tavern just a few moments ago.

She doesn’t give you a second to rest, and in a single motion she uses her body to back you against the wall once more, until her lips reunite with yours with an unrestrained hunger. The kiss is deeper now, messier, at last free from the prying eyes of strangers.

She immediately begins unbuttoning your dress, and before you can raise your heavy arms to stop her, it’s already sliding down to the floor.

aaaannd the rest is too spicy for Patreon...! Go read the rest on AO3!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68836746/chapters/185677306