"That was about fifty bucks worth of vodka you just drank, by the way. This is a bottle I only use for very special occasions. Spoiled doesn't even begin to describe it, little bunny."
He set the bottle back where it belonged, gently patting her head.
the liquor burned , harsh against that soft tongue . as the bottle was recapped , she swallowed hard . two shots worth of vodka warmed her stomach .
โ โ ' fuck you spoil me . '
Hands dexterously opening a bottle of top shelf vodka, pouring a generous amount into her waiting mouth, capping the bottle once he figured she had enough.
"That's better."