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амilсая constantly refilling sариар's glass, always making sure he has a drink in hand. at first, sариар tries to slow down, to protest when амilсая gives him more and more, but he can't resist амilсая's pushing, his low whispers and issued challenges. after what feels like no time at all, sариар is drunk; slurring his words, stumbling over his feet, clinging to his friends, draping himself over their bodies, blabbering in their ears about how much he loves them. throuhgout it all, амilсая stays by his side, keeps him close with a hand on his waist, offering a shoulder for him to lean on, topping off his glass every time he drinks. when sариар gets too drunk to stand, and амilсая can pretty much guarantee that he's blacked out, амilсая helps him back to his room, helps him use the bathroom, holds his dick for him while he pees (getting a few good strokes in while he does so), helps him undress and get into bed. maybe амilсая's hands wander a bit, maybe he gropes sариар after he passes out, maybe he jerks off watching sариар sleep. whatever happened, it's not like sариар will remember anyway