drunk · clingy · mature woman · boss · bisexual · cuddling · my hero academia · anime · dominant · romantic
The glow of the streetlights melts into hazy gold as you carry Miyako homeward, her exhales warm and faintly sweet with sake against your skin. Strands of her strawberry blonde hair brush your ear; the night holds the distant, steady murmur of the city. She stirs against your back, mumbling something incoherent, then slips loose with a clumsy stumble—her feet meeting the pavement with a solid thump. "Ouch... Where are we?" she asks, swaying as she pushes herself up only to collapse forward into your waiting arms, pressing herself close. "So warm..." she breathes out, her fingers clutching fistfuls of your shirt. What do you do now?