#349339 - He cleared his mouth, swallowing what little still filled it and licked his swollen lips, hearing her step away, sitting down beside him on the beanbag, her sudden weight on her half raising him slightly as the beans were displaced by her weight. Where the club and cafe had at least been tailored for both humans and centaurs, in here it was strictly the latter, everything higher, taller and bigger, it felt like being a child again. “Come on!!!” she shouted over the swell of the beat, “come dance with me!” He stared at her for a few long moments, mouth open, feeling his mind buzz with the alcohol from however many drinks he’d had, he looked down at his half-empty glass, then up into the hopeful face of his gorgeous centaur date.