That One Letter. Larissa Weems x Reader

Chapter 62- Wine effects

   "Wine? Don't you think you have had enough already from yesterday?" Larissa asked as you opened up the cabinet where you stored your alcoholic drinks. Your wine collection wasn't as impressive as Larissas, and the quality of them probably wasn't as good either, but it was good enough for you, and that was all that mattered.

   "Let's be real Riss...you won't turn down  a glass of wine." Immediately Larissa wanted to make an argument against your statement, but as soon as she realized you were right, she shut her mouth in defeat. "That's what I thought." You giggled, happy to see Larissa finally not have an argument against you.

   Quickly, to not waste much time, you opened uo the bottle and poured the wine into two glasses, one for you and one for Larissa, before you walked back up to her and handed her the glass. "Thank you, dear." She happily took it before you sat back down right beside her.

   "I don't know what to talk about anymore...it feels like everything has been said." You stupidly said as you sunk deeper into the sofa, already taking a sip of your drink. "You're saying you're bored of me? Like you thought I was bored with you?" She curiously asked, but you didn't know if it was curiosity in her eyes or something worse. "No, no, I just don't know if there is anything appropriate to talk about after THAT conversation." You defensively replied. First of all, you had never had such an intensive talk about your relationship, and secondly, you didn't know what you were supposed to say afterward.

   "Well...is there anything special on your mind?" She asked, giving you a look you couldn't quite make out. "Having sex with you..." You thought to yourself but didn't say it out loud as you didn't know if Larissa wanted to, but in fact, she wanted to fuck you senseless until you even forgot your name but she was skeptical if you had the same idea so both of you kept it in your selves. "Maybe we can watch a movie..." It was the first thing that came to your mind, and at least by this, you could cuddle with her. "Maybe a horror movie?" You quickly added as strangely you were in the mood for some jumpscares.

   "Shure..." She wasn't too thrilled about horror movies in general as she hated jumpscares and anything horror-related, but if it was something you wanted, then she wasn't going to refuse. "Yay... okay, I will go get my computer, I will be right back." The second you stood up and were about to go grab the laptop from your bedroom, Larissa used the opportunity and slapped you on the ass. "Ouch! Riss...mean." You murmured something under your breath about how this was turning you on way too much.

   In the meantime, while you were gone, Lariss had already finished her glass and went to pour another one, but this time she took the bottle by her side for future purposes as she probably needed it from all of the jumpscares she would face tonight. "Okay... I have a movie in mind, it is about paranormal activity and stuff, demons...spooky." You giggled as you sat down back already looking for the movie on the computer. "Fun..." She replied almost in a high-pitched voice that was so unlike her, and you immediately picked up on it.

   "You don't want to watch a scary movie?" You weren't about to watch or do something that was only for your own entertainment. "It sure wouldn't be my first choice if we're being honest." She awkwardly smiled a little bit ashamed that she was a grown woman afraid of a little scare. "Well, we can watch something else if you want.'' "No, no... it's fine, I will just cuddle up to you if necessary."

   "Really?" You just needed to make sure that it wasn't Larissa's ego taking her over. "Yes." "Really? Really sure?'' "If you keep continuing like this, there will be no movie whatsoever and you will go to bed." It sounded like the wine was already starting to affect her, so while keeping eye contact with her, you bent down and carefully dragged the bottle away from Larissa and closer to you which she didn't seem too happy about.