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That's right, Kora vaguely remembered someone saying Lance was basically a fire hazard in the kitchen. Which is convenient cuz he's hot. Even Kora, with the few standards he had, kept that one to himself. "I'll let you be a viewer, then. That way you could lick the leftover cookie dough from...

"Cuddles!" Kora chirped. "And also saving cakes for later!" He hopped right out of the booth, then planted a peck on Lance's cheek. "You think we should buy a buncha sweets for whenever we do that Truth or Dare thingy? I bet everyone would love it!" he beamed, holding his paws together and...

Kora's grin stretched even further. He now had two fighting buddies, and one of them was a confirmed good kisser! "Hehehehe! It'll be so much fun, fun, fun!" He wrapped his arms around Lance, letting out a pleasant yip and rubbing his nose against Lance's. "You wanna bring this stuff back home...

"Imagine being able to get fat," Kora snickered. "Maybe you should get yourself some shapeshifting powers, hun~" he cooed, booping his snoot against Lance's, then eating a hardy forkful of cake. "But I wouldn't mind workin' out with ya, honestly. The only way I know how is to fight so..." an...

Kora immediately ate the pecha berry, purring and snickering with glee. "Chilled fruit always tastes so much better than regular fruit~! It's wonderful!" Instead of devouring the entire ice cream cone at one, Kora dropped the scoops on a slice of his cake, also took a slice of Lance's cake and...

Kora was about to do the same, but decided to be polite-r than normal. "Thanks for the sweets! They're pretty great!" Before he dug into his well-deserved treats, Kora was cut short by something catching his attention. His menu had flipped to the desert section, yes, and he saw the treasured...

"Oh, someone else paid for us?" Kora beamed. "I wanna nother cake! Maybe strawberry this time? Strawberry and chocolate cakes sounds lovely!" he chirped.

With a punch of golden coins before him, Kora let out an "Oooooooooo" and tried to count it himself. He stopped at six, having run out of fingers. "That'll get us, uh..." he blinked, then looked at the menu. Wait, fuck, those had words. "Uhhhhh... a lot, I bet, hehe..." Thinking quickly, Kora...

"Let's hope so, I don't think Cora found a job yet," Kora snickered. He led Lance over to the same booth they went to the night before, mouth watering at the thought of eating that cake again. "Man, I can't wait to eat that cake again! I kinda wanna see what other sweets they got! A bit of a...

"B-But... but we'ven't done anythin' fuuuuuuuuuuuuuun," Kora pouted. He slapped his face to sober up a bit, shaking the drunkenness away for the time being. This wasn't new to him, quickly sobering up to function debatably better for a short time. As long as he got that drunk back before he...

Kora glared at the shadow intently, almost forgetting he had Lance over his head. He might've been an idiot, and drunk, and the embodiment of "in the wrong," but Kora knew when he saw a fucky shadow. "Y-*hic-You win thisss round, shadow..." he mumbled, then dropped Lance into his lap. "If Ire...

"Bitch," Kora grumbled, he held a paw over Lance's shadow, more black wisps rising from his palm, and smacked the goofy outta it. Anything in it would feel the might of a drunken fox. Which is like... two slaps from a baby fox.

Luckily for the both of them, or unluckily, Kora was more attentive to the movement of shadows. He gave Lance a peck on the cheek, then let out a huff and lifted the Lucario overhead. "Come'n out yeeee creashure of d-dirkness... Y-Yousss seekeruv... sssssssseeker of... *hic- Com outta here..!"

"Thisissss fun," Kora giggled, booping his nose against Lance's. "I kinda wanna get s'more whiskey for the road..." He let his head hang off the edge of the seat, hiccupping as he looked for that really nice teapot. "H-*hic-Hey, misser? Can we gets more drink?"

Kora was good on keeping his aura under wraps, but being drunk and flirty certainly let some of it slip. There was happiness, but if Lance felt any deeper, there would have been a cold sadness. But, Kora was still sober enough to realize this, and hid his aura as best he could as soon as he...

Kora chuckled devilishly, and more of those faint wisps rose off his body. "Alright, alright, weee'll do thissome more," he stammered, gently wrapping his arms around Lance and pulling the Lucario closer to press their lips together. Kora kept leaning back, until he was basically lying down on...

"W-*hic-Wow, I didn'tevn think I about chestkisssesss..." Kora muttered, laughing like a drunk. Wonder why... He grabbed the whiskey again, placing the bottle to his lips and taking a sip before pushing Lance back enough to offer him some. "We go-*hic-gotta dink this a lotta more~!"

For ease of access giving his boyfriend cuddles and hugs, Kora pulled Lance's head in to his chest, giving him a hug before granting even more scratches.

Kora giggled from the kisses, wrapping Lance tightly in his arms. "Th-That'd be nice," he snickered, grabbing the whiskey bottle and drinking directly from it. He drank about half of it, then grabbed another slice o' cake. He figured it wouldn't be entirely fair for only him to have scritches...