Cas nodded in agreement when Iris said she felt sorry for Jay. While he knew he was going to enjoy watching his friend try to keep down the spiciest food in the Kinder household, he didn’t envy the other high born’s stomach in the slightest. He was probably going to be chugging water for the rest of the night to get rid of the burning sensation and quell the nausea that would come with ingesting something so strong. Apparently Jay felt like the consequences were worth making him take two more shots though, so he was doing it to himself.
When she got up from where she’d been sitting, he blinked, briefly confused by what she was doing until she leaned over him and pressed her lips against his. Immediately, the quizzical expression melted from his features and he closed his eyes, tilting his head back as he sank into the kiss. It didn’t last nearly long enough, and he had to stop himself from chasing another when she pulled back and returned to her spot. A rosy hue lingered on his cheeks, both because of the alcohol in his system and the effect she had on him whenever she closed the distance between them. She’s so hot, the thought passed through his head, and his lip curved upward in a smile as he marveled how he had gotten so lucky that a woman like her wanted to be with him.
Clearing his throat, he forced himself to pay attention to the conversation. “Yeah, they’re good for that,” he nodded. “It’s hard to be upset about anything when they’re around.” As he spoke, he couldn’t help the way his eyes drifted to her lips, and he jumped at the sound of a door opening.
“Jay’s so going to regret taking me up on this dare,” Miles announced with a wicked laugh, holding up a bright red, wrinkled pepper as he walked back over to the table and plopped on the floor. “This is a Trinidad Scorpion. He’s gonna puke his guts out.”
Cas stared at the dangerous looking pepper and whistled. “Good choice taking the shot for that dare, Iris.”
“Alright, you punks. One down, one to go,” Jay declared as he stepped out of the bathroom and gestured to his freshly shaven legs. Sauntering back over to the table, he held out his hand toward Miles. “Give me that god damn pepper.”
“As you wish, O Bald One,” Miles flourished a hand dramatically and dropped it into his palm. “Remember, no water for ten seconds.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Jay took the stem between his fingers and held it up, turning to Cas and jabbing a finger at him. “Drink up, bitch. If I’m going down, I’m taking you with me.”
“Gladly,” Cas grinned, refilling his shot glass. He knew that between the two of them, he was getting the better end of the tradeoff, so he was no longer upset about being forced to drink more vodka. After all, he wasn’t the one who had to eat something with ‘scorpion’ in its name.
Jay waited for him to down the first shot and fill up the second. “We’ll do this together on three, okay?” he said, lifting the pepper in front of his face.
“Sure,” Cas agreed, doing the same with his glass.
“One… two… three!” Jay said, biting down on the pepper while the prince finished his next round at the same time. As soon as he swallowed the shot, Cas picked up his beer and took a swig to wash out the harsh flavor and turned toward his friend, eager to see his reaction.
At first Jay didn’t do much. He chewed a couple times and swallowed the pepper. However, in the next second, his expression changed, and he exhaled strongly. “Holy shit,” he gasped, already starting to sweat from the heat. “I was gonna say it’s not that bad, but it keeps getting worse.”
Miles cracked up, “Yeah, it does that. You have a few more seconds before you can get water.”
A string of expletives left Jay’s mouth as he pounded his fist on the ground repeatedly. As soon as Miles gave the OK for him to drink, he scrambled to his feet and made a dash for the bathroom, dunking his head under the sink faucet to chug straight from the tap.
Cas and Miles both doubled over laughing. “I think it’s gonna be a while before he can keep playing,” the prince noticed, wiping the tears from his eyes. “That’s gotta hurt.”