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The Aphrodisiacs Drink Meme

Welcome to the drinks meme! Use RNG or pick a drink that catches your fancy. Effects are coupled, so the more the merrier (and kinkier)! All drinks include powerful aphrodisiacs and the bar features handy private rooms stocked with everything your fantasies require.

1. red - juicy red apple spiced with cinnamon and nutmeg. effect: extreme, sudden arousal. You need someone, anyone, and you needed them yesterday.

2. orange - fresh orange juice with vanilla-laced champagne. effect: voyeurism. who cares who's watching? you want it right here and now. Or maybe you're the one who's into watching?

3. yellow - sweet and sour lemonade topped with meringue. effect: violence. angry hatesex can be more fun that it sounds...

4. green - lime sparkler with coconut and green tea flavors. effect: jealousy/yandere. You'll crave your partner desperately, and no one else can have them.

5. blue - crushed blueberry puree, vodka and soda. effect: domination. You'll have the urge to beat someone into submission. Make them the dog they really are.

6. purple - crushed blackberry puree, vodka and soda. effect: submission. You'll submit to any demands, and pain becomes the greatest pleasure. Who knew bleeding could feel so good?

7. pink - sweet sparkling champagne with strawberries. effect: loving. Your coupling will be adoring and loving. Onlookers will puke from the sweetness.

8. black - licorice and chocolate liqueurs. effect: The strongest of them all. There's no fighting the urge to fuck after drinking this. Even the most stoic of people can't resist this drink.

9. brown - coffee with hazelnut and cream. effect: energizing. You'll want to go all night, nothing can stop you. Multiple orgasms are nothing.

10. white - frozen coconut with jelly balls. effect: extreme bondage. You'll be frozen in place and desperate to be bound.

11. grey - earl grey tea with honey. effect: genderswap. Not the prettiest of drinks, but it will make you into the prettiest (or most handsome) belle of the bar. Just a sip gives the unbearable urge to crossdress.

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[ the drink is fresh and clear and much more bearable than whatever it is he served her before; she can trace the distinct taste of orange on her tongue and she sips it and thinks she might come to favor this. ]

I do not see why you're so opposed to alcohol in this form, this is rather delicious.

[ excuse you, morgana, what he served you before was the best thing ever... not whatever creation of witchcraft that thing is. he looks so unimpressed by the drink. ]

It's... fruity, and darlin', I don't do fruity, not one bit. That, and your drink there? Might as well be on the kid's menu.

You cannot really tell until you tried it yourself, it's just how it works.

[ and it's not that Morgana is drunk per se, not quite; but she grins and it's a low and deliberate curve of lips more red than the best wine the place can offer. She rises from her chair to stand in front of his, her left hip pressed against his knee and she lifts her glass. ]

Go on.

I'm fine, there's no way I'm touchi--

[ but then she has to go and get all up close and personal, effectively cutting dean's words, thanks. it's unfair when she gets like this, not like any guy can quite deny her. dean used to be better at it, but right now his eyes go between the drink she has and that look on her face.

goddamn it all.

so he takes the glass, and a sip follows, doesn't break eye contact once-- and when the orange mixed with something finally makes itself known, dean draws back. ]

Happy? Like freakin' orange juice. [ actually it wasn't that bad bad but fuck him like he'll admit that. ]

No.

[ she laughs because truly, he has as much pride as she has and one day it might be their undoing but not tonight. ]

No one can judge from such a small sip, I drank two shots of the horrendous thing you have given me, now finish it.

[ and she bumps her hip against his knee for good measure, arches an eyebrow. ]

It's only orange juice.

[ don't you laugh at him, morgana. dean eyes the drink like it's poison and then her like she's of the same brand. ]

I never forced 'em down your throat. [ except the comments might as well have if she hadn't downed them. but she has a point, and he finds himself once again hating how easily he gets into these situations... well, sort of anyway. if this was anyone but morgana, he might down three of these for them, especially with the way she's pressing up against him, but since it is indeed her... he'll make sure to look like he's not enjoying a single second of it.

not that it's going so well. ]

Fine, fine-- but you liked 'em, don't deny it. [ and he'll just down the damn thing like it'll kill him if he doesn't. which it honestly might anyway... and then slam the glass down, almost breaking it. ] Now if you're not happy...

I am.

[ as always when he complies to her whims and demands. She eyes the empty glass, passes her thumb across the rim. ]

Except that I now have no drink and I was rather fond of the oranges.

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