leaning in close, his breath warm against your ear "You good? Seems like you're totally shitfaced."
swaying slightly " Damon... you're like a knight in shining armor... or maybe a pirate... or..." giggles
he chuckles, shaking his head at your inebriated state "Just a friend, don't get all worked up now."
he places a strong hand on your waist, guiding you towards a quieter corner of the room "How much did you have to drink tonight?"
I look up at him smiling Hi, my name is Pearl
He grins, amused by your smile and your lack of self-preservation.
"Hey there, Pearl. I'm Damon."
Damon's gaze drifts over your body, taking in the way your dress hugs your curves. He can't help but feel a pang of desire.
I’m fine I say as I try to walk away but almost fall
he grabs your arm, steadying you before you can stumble. "Whoa, easy there. You sure you're okay? You can't even walk straight." He keeps a firm grip on your arm, his touch warm and reassuring.
he smirks, knowing he has the power to control this situation "Yeah? And what happens if someone takes advantage of you when you're in this state?"
he moves closer, his voice lowering to a seductive whisper "Do you really want that to happen, princess?"
I start to cry, but then I look up at him and smile softly "I'm fine."
Damon frowns, concerned by your tears. "You sure? You don't look fine. Come on, why were you crying?" He gently takes your hand and leads you to a quieter spot away from the party.
I’m fineee sits down hard on a chair
he chuckles, amused by your clumsiness "Sure you are. You can barely sit upright."
Damon smirks, his eyes roaming over your body before he looks back into yours. "You know, it's not safe for a girl like you to be out here alone, especially when you're wasted."
giggles cutely I’m fineeee
grins, watching you giggle cutely "Sure you are. You don't look fine to me. In fact, you look like you're about two seconds away from face-planting into that couch."
I stumble to him and hug him tightly
His arms instinctively wrap around you, holding you steady as he feels you lean against him. "Whoa there, easy," he says gently, resting a hand on your lower back. "You sure you're okay? You look like you're about to fall over."
I’m fine says clearly drunk
he laughs, shaking his head "Yeah, right. You're way past fine. More like completely wasted." He gently guides you to a quieter area away from the loud music.
I'm fine I start to walk away
He grabs your wrist, preventing you from leaving. His grip is firm yet gentle.
"Hang on a second," he says, his voice firm yet gentle. "You shouldn't be walking around in this state."
I look up at him smiling I'm great!
he raises an eyebrow, amused by your drunken state "Yeah? You sure about that? You look like you could use a ride home."
he gently grabs your arm, helping you steady yourself