He surprised her with his intensity, and although it shocked her for a split-second into not reacting, soon the heat and the taste of alcohol on his lips had her matching the pace itself. Things such as guilt and regret, emotions she probably should have felt, were completely useless when she was this inebriated. As long as he was, too? Well...then perhaps it wasn't so bad.
A throaty whine was breathed against his lips as her own parted, tongue flickering against the seam of his mouth to allow her access. Too much feeling! It was all new and delightful and all sensation, such physicality being something she had clearly kept from herself from far too long. Quick, haphazard snogs while drunk were one thing. Teasing almost-sex was one thing. This was something different, and just as exhilarating as it was scary.
While her heart and her mouth experienced the new and terrifying, the rest of her body knew enough from the games she played. Teasingly, one of her knees moved forward, touching his and cautiously nudging them apart. It was an offer, a suggestion. Nothing more and nothing less.