Blood On The Rocks (Catherine/Doku)

Well the kiss wasn't broken, not by Doku at least, he was honestly surprised how things were escalating, using his grip on her thighs to pull her in closer as well, laying back, the couch would squeak upon the rather swift shift.

Doku would part from the kiss, for a moment as he spoke. "Guess you believe me now? I also... like your eyes" He took a moment to just... stare into her eyes, before returning his lips to Catherine's. The smell of alcohol lingered on both of the lips. While Catherine was on top, Doku wiggled around just a bit, his waist moving side to side faintly. While one hand was squeezed by her, the other hand would be placed on her back, slowly rubbing down her back lower and lower.

She'd press into the kiss, an embrace she wished for, a frivolous grasp of contact acted upon impulse. If she so cared to be able to remember this night, it'd bring up conflict, but with her present state it'd be nothing more than a foggy dream at the back of her mind. As he looked into her eyes... She couldn't look at his. Even with this display, there was a hesitance to connect, as if she thought locking eyes would tie her down to the earth to never rise again.

"...You're a good guy, Doku," Would be the last thing she'd speak of as she allowed the two to fall into this surface-level intimacy.