Kurogane raised his good arm - the one Fay had slid under to get so close to him - so he could aggressively muss Fay's hair. "I am not soft around the middle!"
And that's how it went. All night they drank, Fay teased him, Kurogane got irritated and they drank more. After a while, they were utterly surrounded by old bottles, perched upon the edge of the pool like little ghosts.
Kurogane got more inebriated than he expected.
Maybe it was the hot spring. Maybe the blood loss while drinking in a hot spring did it, actually - that made sense. Either way, here he was, sitting under the stars with a naked vampire, staring at the lip of one empty bottle to keep the pool from spinning. His cheeks and ears were red.
It was a very rare thing, but tonight Kurogane was drunk.