Dungeon of Niflheim

"You should drink something; it'll help ease your tension." Said Khione as she waved over a waitress.

Freyja had booked them the platinum package meaning they had a private gazebo on the highest deck, unlimited access to all food and drink, tickets to all the entertainment shows happening aboard and of course their own cabin for when the night grew too intimate for them to contain themselves. The last one being an err while hope of a mother for her youngest daughter but not one which she genuinely thought would be used at least not on the first date but better to have and not need than to need and not have.

"I thought you weren't all that fond of alcohol, how did you put it, you don't like giving up control." Replied Frost as he saw the waitress come over with a booklet of cocktails, wines and spirits.

During their training together he learned a great deal about his partner, one of which was her distaste for alcohol a shocking surprise for the young Dungeon core given the personality of the two women he had already wooed the first one in particular.

"True, I'm also not a big fan of the flavour but the occasional wine isn't bad especially when the time is right." She showed a flirtatious smile as her eyes feasted upon Frost's handsome face. If there was ever a time where she should drink it was now when she was in the company of a fine man like him. A little lack in control would be beneficial in a situation like this. She didn't want to be stymied by her embarrassment at the last hurdle.

Apparently Frost wasn't the only one with specific goals in mind during this pleasure cruise.

"A glass of Andurial red for me please." Khione didn't even have to look at the selection before making her request. A request mind you that made the young waitresses' eyes pop and her upper lip twitch. Her professionalism was nearly broken but she stubbornly fought on as she asked Frost for his order.

Andurial red was the most expensive and luxurious red wine they had on offer, a single glass of it costing more than a piece of 5 star equipment. Khione wasn't holding back in the slightest when it came to taking full advantage of her platinum guest status.

Unlike his partner Frost had no idea what he was in the mood for, so he opened up the book and started scrolling.

"Oh that sounds interesting." He stopped on a cocktail with a rather thrilling name.

"What does?" Like a naïve child Khione brightly asked.

"Sex on the beach." He replied with a perverted grin as he handed the menu back to the waitress.

"Great choice sir, I'll be back with them shortly." Though impressed by the looks of the two guests the waitress had already heard all manner of sexual innuendos this one in particular was also quite common, so she wasn't even fazed. Khione however felt a lump accrue in her throat and a bright pink blush don her cheeks.

"….Pervert." She playfully spat the moment the waitress left.

"And you've come to love it hehehehe." Frost laughed, finally completely letting go of his fear towards the looming trip.

If the behemoth did decide to attack there was nothing he could do about it anyway so why worry. He leaned back against the cushions, listened to the excitement in the air and took a good long look at the woman sitting opposite him.

"You like absolutely radiant Khione." His date was a bombshell among bombshells, her body as sexy as you could get and her clothes served only to greatly enhance her innate charm. He felt blessed, lucky beyond all measure.

His appreciation was obvious and genuine, his words bold and decisive, but Khione wasn't the same woman he met the other day, she knew how to play ball.

"I always do but thank you, you're looking rather impressive yourself Frost. That suit really brings out the shine in your eyes and contrasts well with the white in your hair." Khion's heart fluttered at his praise, but she didn't let it overwhelm her instead she mirrored his gaze taking in all of him and commenting on what she saw.

"Thank you it's one of my favourites."

The waitress soon returned with their orders, Khione's Andurial red came in a large wide rimmed glass and was deep scarlet in colour with flecks of shining gold while Frost's sex on the beach cocktail came in a tall narrow glass that resembled the colour of a sunset and belayed a strong scent of peaches.

"Not exactly what I expected when I requested sex on the beach, but I won't hold that against you." Frost once again attempted to tease both his date and the young waitress and again she was unfortunately unfazed by his antics, clearly used to such jokes.

Khione gave him a bit of side eye and muttered 'pervert' under her breath but continued smiling as her mind started to conjure images relatable to the cocktail's name.

When the waitress handed her, her glass she swirled the liquid a little, smelled the aroma and took a small, calculated sip before closing her eyes to savour the immense flavour held within.

"Mmh delightful as always, Andurial red never fails to please." Khione's privileged status growing up resulted in her savouring only but the highest quality ingredients, so she had quite the bespoke tastebuds and was a very accurate critic when it came to food and drink.

Andurial red being a rather expensive product even among those who considered themselves noble and affluent never failed to meet its mark in Khione's eyes and had thus earned her trust, being one of the very few wines she deigned to drink.

The flavour was slightly sweet, the liquid thick bordering on the consistency of milk rather than water. The golden flecks spread throughout contained powerful bursts of tang and sweetness similar to cherries and despite the alcohol content being rather high, around 18% the flavour wasn't all that strong, more mellow, providing a comforting sense of heat as one drank it.

Khione's face produced an attractive red glow as the wine passed down her throat, a reaction that incited Frost's desire, urging him to take a bite out of the ripe peach. His throat grew parched from the sight and to remedy it he took a drink of his own cocktail.

"That's very sweet." Though jokingly expecting something more va va voom from the name sex on the beach he was pleasantly surprised. The taste of peach and orange was very prominent, instantly spreading across his tongue and filling him with energy. The alcohol kick hidden behind the fruit was like a violent burst that made his lips curl into a wide smile.

'You could down this like fruit juice and end up dead drunk without realising it.' Frost shook his head realising he'd already drank almost half of the glass in just a few seconds. An alcoholic's dream or perhaps nightmare depending on the individual.

Maya usually preferred to enjoy something that tasted quite strong when it came to the alcohol but at the same time she also enjoyed sweetness, a fondness for cake and fruit.

Daki meanwhile simply enjoyed the buzz from being drunk, having much less strict requirements when it came to taste, beer and ale being her preferred beverages.

While Frost hadn't quite narrowed down his own preferences as of yet, keen to taste his way through the extensive possibilities, this sex on the beach cocktail however was one to remember.

'It's like having a liquid desert.' He decided to not hold back in his enjoyment and quickly downed what remained of the orange and yellow liquid before calling back the same waitress.

"Is there any drink you'd recommend personally as I like to play the field rather than stick to the same thing." This time he even winked at the young woman and showed a flirtatious smile desperately hoping to crack that professional demeanour of hers.

"….."Seeing him smiling directly at her dressed in a high quality suit and with those natural kingdom toppling looks the young waitress despite being a beauty herself and with a wealth of experience under her belt felt her mask crack. A subtle blush appeared on her cheeks, and she felt a strange tingle in her heart from possible expectation. But in the very next moment she visibly shivered and instantly returned to her professional form, smiling gently at Frost and giving her personal recommendation.

'That was close I almost let myself fall for him.' The young waitress knew well that doing so would only lead to ruin, but it wasn't every day you came across a man like Frost. Thankfully the subtle/not so subtle bloodlust emitted by Khione in that moment allowed her catch herself before she made a grievous mistake. Whenever she looked at Frost now she made herself picture something hateful so as to avoid making any mistakes in the future.

"If you enjoyed the sex on the beach then I'd recommend a cranberry bourbon sour but if you'd prefer something straighter then we have a nice selection of spirits. Pearl rum that has been aged in Niflheim's crystal ice vaults for 300 years is a personal favourite of mine."

"Sweet or straight hard to choose…..how about both you only live once after all and the night is young." Frost laughed and ordered both recommendations, his flirtatious smile and batting of his eyelids being redirected towards his date who had gotten a little irritated by his previous choice in teasing.