[A/N: new smut is out: The Lusty Valyrian Maid]
(Ryuki's POV)
"Hahaha!" Mirko laughed as she leaned back, "Is that so? You had to punch him in the face?"
"Not like punch, but more of a backhanded smack." I said as I sat across from her on a booth, "He was kind of a pushover, so I didn't want to get too rough on him."
We were in a bar somewhere in the city. After a long day, Mirko must've decided she wanted to destress with some drinks. She had heard about my reputation for some weeks and decided to seek me out personally. I guess her hero pride needed her to personally thank me, for helping out in reconstruction and handling some crime.
She was wearing casual clothes, a crop-top and some jean shorts. That surprised me because I thought she was in her hero outfit, she must've quickly changed somewhere before meeting up here.
"I appreciate the help you're giving us." She said as he picked up her beer bottle, "Not just anyone would come and volunteer with all that happened."
"My only regret is not getting here sooner." I said, "I could've helped in the war. But I guess it was not meant to be. I am doing my best, though."
She was smirking slightly, "I do wonder what you could've done to help in that." She said, "In the war, that is."
"I might've been some help." I said with a chuckle
"Hm..." She said as she ran her hand through her beautiful white hair, "You're tough, aren't you?"
"Yea, somewhat." I said, looking at the glass of water in front of me, "I can handle my own."
"That's good." She said, "Say, why is it that I've seen you around so many women? What's that about?"
"Hm?" I said, raising an eyebrow, "I'm sorry, Mirko-san, I don't understand."
She took a chug from the bottle and set it down, "You fucking them or something?"
I chuckled, "What?" I said, "That's ridiculous. I don't have much time for something like that. And that's rather disrespectful, don't you think?"
"You tell me." She said with a frown
"How are your limbs?" I asked, trying to change the topic, "You lost them in the battles, no? You're quite something, Mirko-san, still walking about and performing hero duties. Are the prosthetics holding up?"
"I'm not some pushover that would be held down by simple injuries like these." She said, "I'm a Pro Hero, after all. I can't just be messing about when there's a possibility of people to emerge and hurt the vulnerable."
I nodded, "I agree." I said, "We have to keep an eye out. Since I don't have my Hero License, I can't be taking on heavy hitter villains unless I'm asked to. I mean, I do handle riff-raff and all, having the permit and all. But the pro heros who can do it, I leave the villains to them. Again, unless I truly need to. I'll do what it takes to help people."
She leaned her head against her arm, "Is that so?" She said, her cheeks a bit flushed, "You haven't touched your beer."
I looked at the bottle that was sitting next to the water, "Oh." I said, "Yea, that's true."
"I invite you to drinks and this is how you repay me?" She said, "By drinking water?"
"Ah, Mirko-san." I said with a chuckle, "Once I start drinking, i can't stop."
"So what?" She said with a scowl, "You trying to insult me? Drink up!"
I rubbed my hair, "Alright, if you insist." I said, picking up the beer, "But I've warned you, I get a bit too intense."
"Ha!" She laughed, "Nothing I can't handle!!"
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"Oi." I said as I felt woozy, trying to keep Mirko straight as I walked her to her apartment, "You alright, Mirko-san?"
Mirko hiccuped, "Y-Yea..." She said as she tripped and leaned against me, her arm hooked around my neck, "I'm good."
We drunk too much, she took almost a dozen beers and gulped them down like nothing, it was really impressive. I drank only 10 and I was barely feeling a buzz. I just didn't want to drink too much and have people freak out for not being affected. That is what I meant by not being to stop, I have a high alcohol tolerance, I can't stop drinking, chasing that damn buzz. And when I do get buzzed and eventually drunk, I had already drunk too much that I have to piss constantly, it is irritating.
Mirko was leaning against me, her prosthetic leg tripping against my leg as I walked towards her door. I could feel the way her breast pressed against me, which was kind of arousing.
"Man..." She said as we reached her door, "That was crazy."
"Do you have your keys?" I asked
She nodded, "In my pocket...." She managed, hiccupping again, "J-Just....fish them out."
I reached for her pocket, grabbing the key and pulling it out. I then unlocked the door as she still leaned against me, opening it and entering inside.
"Is it okay if I walk you to your room? Or are you good?" I asked as I entered inside
"I'm good...I..." She hiccuped again
She pulled away and walked a couple steps before tripping on her prosthetic and buckling to her knees.
"Mirko-san." I said as I closed the door and walked over to her, crouching down and gently holding her by the waist, "Are you okay? Let's get you to your room."
"I got it!" She exclaimed, "I'm not weak!"
She elbowed me in the face with her good arm, causing me to recoil back and fall on my ass.
"Ah.." I said as I rubbed my nose, "Sorry...."
Mirko looked at me, blinking, "O-Oh..." She said as she hiccupped, "Sorry..."
"It's fine." I said as I stood up, "If you got it, that's fine. I'll take my leave. I had a good time, Mirko-san."
"Wait." She said, "H-Help me up. I can't get up."
I looked at her, "You sure?" I said, "You won't hit me?"
"N-No." She blushed, "Get me up."
I did as she asked, pulling her up gently by the arm and helping her walk towards her room. As I got to the room, I turned her light on and walked her over to the bed. She slowly sat down and let out a sigh, hiccupping right after.
"There you go." I said with a chuckle, "Well, thanks for tonight. I'll head out then."
She then swooped her hand towards my wrist, clutching it as she looked at me with a serious expression.
"Where do you think you're going?" She asked, a serious tone in her voice
"Uhm..." I said, "What?"
"You got me all drunk." She hiccupped, "And you walked me home? What?
"You don't want to fuck me?"