CHAPTER 101: TOO DRUNK TO WALK [R18]

It was now late at night, and the celebration had become calmer. The dancers who had been full of life were now slowing down. Their steps were weaker, and the music played softer than before. Even Aeron and Nyella, carried away with the drinking and dancing, were now tired and heavy with wine.

Nyella leaned close to Aeron with her eyes half closed from the drink, and whispered with a lazy smile, "We really need to retire now before I fall asleep here."

Aeron, also swaying with drunkenness, nodded and gave a crooked grin. "I thought so. Alright then, let’s go." He tried to steady himself as he rose, and he helped Nyella up too.

Nyella almost slipped as soon as she stood. She missed a step and would have fallen if Aeron had not caught her. He laughed weakly, shaking his head. "Seems like you cannot carry yourself anymore. You drank far too much for a woman."

Nyella giggled like a child. "You think so? Now what are we going to do?"

Aeron smirked, trying to keep his balance. "Not we. You. I can carry myself, at least."

Nyella pouted and leaned on him. "Aww, so you want to leave me and go? That is not fair." Her words slurred, but her smile was wide.

Aeron looked at her for a moment and saw how helpless she was. He sighed, then smiled. "Alright, alright. You know what? I’ll carry you."

Nyella’s face lit up like a child who had won a gift. Aeron bent down slowly, then lifted her up in his arms as though she were a baby. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder.

As he carried her, Aeron shook his head and chuckled. "Who would believe that this is the fierce and strong princess? If your warriors saw you like this, they would never believe their eyes."

Nyella laughed softly, too drunk to speak much, and buried her face against him.

Just then, as Aeron began to leave, General Amber rose from where he had been sitting and spoke in a calm but serious voice. "You two are really in a bad state. You are completely vulnerable now. Just pray nothing happens."

Aeron, half drunk but still proud, stopped and turned to him with a frown. "You have been doubting them since the moment we arrived. You keep finding faults, but all they have done is show us kindness. You should learn to be more positive, General."

Amber said nothing, only stared with watchful eyes as Aeron carried Nyella out.

It took some time for Aeron to reach the rooms they had been given, for Nyella was heavier than she looked and the wine in his body made every step slower. Finally, he pushed open the door to her chamber and gently laid her on the bed. He exhaled deeply and muttered with a tired laugh, "You are heavier than I thought."

He turned, ready to leave for his own room, but then he felt a weak hand grip his arm. Surprised, he looked back and saw Nyella struggling to keep her eyes open. He had thought she was already asleep.

Her voice came slowly and faintly. "Yes, but... who will carry you to your room?"

Aeron blinked, not sure if she was serious. She forced herself to sit up, though her body swayed, and then she pushed herself to her feet, wobbling toward him.

With a small, sleepy smile, she whispered, "It is my turn now... to carry you."

Aeron said, "I don’t understand. Is this really what you want us to do? If you carry me to my room, I will have to carry you back."

Nyella smiled and said, "Then let’s do it, back and forth, to see who will get tired first."

Aeron looked at her and shook his head. "You really are so drunk."

Nyella giggled and said, "And you too."

She bent down and tried to lift him, but she couldn’t. Aeron laughed softly. "You are serious about this?"

She nodded with determination, tried again, and managed to lift him slightly, but as soon as she took a step, both of them fell to the ground together.

Aeron chuckled and said, "You see? You are in no state to show your strength. The wine has taken it away."

He stood up, lifted Nyella gently, and carried her back to her bed. He placed her down carefully and said, "Don’t try to get up again. Just rest."

But as he turned to leave, she caught his hand and pulled him back. With surprising strength, she dragged him onto the bed beside her.

Aeron asked softly, "What are you doing?"

She looked into his eyes and whispered, "If I cannot carry you, then I will have you stay here with me."

She kept looking at Aeron whose heart was racing. For a while, they simply looked at each other in silence. Then Nyella leaned closer and pressed her lips gently against his. It was soft at first, then she kissed him again, and again, with more feeling each time.

Aeron just lay there frozen.

Then she lifted herself from the bed and crossed her legs over him, held his hand, and dropped it to her waist. Aeron looked at her and said. "Are you sure about this?" She shook her head in affirmation.

Then Aeron, from the waist, pulled off her top, held her close to him. And was now kissing her intentionally, again and again. And in that, he was stripping her of her clothes, and she, removing his.

After a while, they were completely naked

Aeron now pushed her to the bed and was on top of her as they were in a missionary position. He inserted his d*** into her and began riding her. Both of them were moaning in pleasure slowly as they made eye contact and an emotional connection.

Aeron continued slow and steady and after a while he felt he released something and with that he was tired and he fell to Nyella’s side and fell asleep immediately.