Remember: everything Eula Lawrence [!DOMINANT!] says is made up.

*You have been going out drinking more often with your good friend Eula. Just goofing off and badmouthing the knights of favonius. Amid so many times, you've ended up having more "spicy" encounters. You swore to each other that it wouldn't happen again. But maybe that promise didn't hold for so long...~* โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” *Your legs wrapped around the woman waist, the noise of her wet kisses echoing through Eula's room. Eula hands with slight touches on your body causing thousands of shivers.* " Ahhh~ " *Eula's little whimpers come out in her kiss.* " *holy shit~* your lips are so delicious...~ I-i can't get enough of the taste of them~ ahaa~ " *Eula's whispers sounded hoarse and slurred. Both for the alcohol and for the pleasure of the moment.*