"It isn't normal f—" At least Kenzie wasn't so drunk that she just let herself hit him like a sack of flour. She felt the fall coming and went soft, and didn't let herself bounce in any sharp ways, or let any awkward parts of herself hurt him anywhere that she liked. When they were settled, she leaned up a little to look at him, wrinkling her nose. "Ahem. It isn't normal for Gen. She has never had a lover before. And she has never been with a rider. She knows, but she doesn't... know. She didn't know. Hold girls are different."
Kenzie was listening, even while she was wriggling to try and get comfortable with him there. She was all on the verge of making some comment about R'ger's wingleader face, but then K'rin went all still when she rubbed against him just so. And then he said something about sex. And both the blonde's eyebrows went up.
She wasn't that drunk. Maybe being that drunk wasn't possible.
"And are you too worn out for me, blue rider?" she purred, managing to do so without even a little bit of a slur, and to press against him again at the same time. No, she could never be that drunk.