Trixie glared up at him as he held her arms, blinking warily. "I'm revolted." She said flatly. "But overall, I guess I'm not dead yet." She shrugged, shaking her head and huffing at him. "No, I loved it. It was the best thing I've ever experienced in my life." She said sarcastically, gently pulling away from him and taking a slight stumble step toward the bed before she hopped onto it, flopping face first into his pillows with a small whine. She rolled onto her back and glared at him. "Why did you let me do that?" She pouted, stretching out to try and force the tingling from her body as the alcohol set in.

Matt followed Trixie, stumbling a little less than she had seeing as he had at least had the alcohol before. "I didnt realise it was that bad to people who had never had it" He said with a slight laugh, sitting next to her. "I might aswell make you drink some more after you've finally calmed down" he added with a smile, watching as she stretched herself out. He grabbed his drink and took another, slightly smaller swig, shutting his eyes again for a couple of seconds to shake the sourness before reaching to put it back on te windowsill. "The alcohol may aswell be 100 percent the way you're reacting" he joked, though he could very slowly feel the swimming sensation set in.

"It's like drinking lighter fluid. That's on fire." Trixie complained, looking up at him with a small frown. "Nooo, thanks. I'm pretty sure I'll get drunk enough to do essentially anything after one sip." She watched him with a wince as he downed another sip, afterwards wearing a disbelieving expression. "I'm pretty sure it is." She huffed. But she didn't want to be left behind, so she reluctantly took his drink and glared at it before taking another sip. She winced as it hit her tongue, swallowing quickly and putting it back on the windowsill. Her eyes still shut tight from the taste, she got it down and shook her head. "Fuck, that's nasty." She huffed, opening her eyes and laying back down. "Come here." She said, her tone slightly demanding from the still unpleasant taste of the alcohol. She had her arms opened to him and it was obvious that she suggested he lay down beside her.

"You'll be fine Like i said" Matt said, smiling as she took another swig. He settled her bottle further toward the window to avoid it falling and joined her at her invitation, laying next to her with a smile. "I won't make you drink anymore of it" he smiled, giving Trixie a playful wink before resting his head on the pillow next to her. "i'll admit it's very strong after a while, just to warn you" he added slowly. He blinked as the blurry vision set in again, resting his hand gently on her waist.

"Let me be dramatic." Trixie joked, smiling as he laid next to her. She almost instantly closed the gap between them, laying as close as she could to him. "Great, thanks, your highness." She huffed, gently settling her forehead against his. "Right. I can't wait to get blackout drunk after two sips of mystery alcohol." She said sarcastically, but her voice faded off toward the end as she stared at him. She laid like that for a few moments before leaning into him and bringing their lips together in a somewhat deep kiss.

"You won't come off it very easy tomorrow either, as good as it is you won't end up having a headache, i'm sure it lasts for a matter of a day" he explained with a smile, though his sentence was broken as she planted a deep kiss on his lips. He let the sentence fail and instead reciprocated it passionately, sliding his hands down her back as he did so.

Trixie brushed off his explanation, continuing to kiss him as the alcohol began to set in. She gently pressed him so he laid on his back, and she settled lightly over him, keeping their lips connected all the while. She gently ran her fingers through his hair, straddling his hips slightly.

Matts usual reaction to Trixies actions usually would never have been so quick, especially with his reaction time heavily delayed but he strong alcohol. But, as she moved him slightly he pressed the kiss a lot deeper into her, pulling her down slowly over the top of him. It would only be a matter of minutes until his brain set in that he had to stop it though.

Trixie reciprocated his new passion, moving easily for him. She didn't like his boundaries, much less the reason he created them, and the longer the alcohol set in, the easier it was to ignore them. She gently pulled off from his lips, almost instantly moving to press quick, rushed kisses against his neck.

As much as Matt simply wanted to let Trixie move, let her do her thing and enjoy it, of course the slight panic set in after she moved her lips to his neck. He closed his hand round the sheets by means of doing his best to calm down, to ignore it. He tilted his head back as she carried on kissing his neck, though his energy wasn't the same by the time he moved himself.