Absolutely shit-faced

"Yah 'no w'at? You-y-You n-need a hat. You need a hat. Itshh all you need to-to c'mpete y'r LOOK." At this point, Neo only needed to keep the mirage up on Yang, as she didn't even need to hide the fact she's only bought a light beer for herself, this being the third drink she's gotten from the bar. Yang, on the other hand, has downed one "Beast's Ichor", two Salty Whiskers, three Fizzy Fireballs, and one FUCK (apparently it's stronger than 'Beast's Ichor" by a wide margin, hence the name). Yang's cheeks were now as red as her eyes when she activates her semblance, a ditsy smile displayed across her face as her body swayed to and fro in her seat. Sensing the time to strike is now, Neo moved to Yang's side, reaching her arm around the bigger gal. "D'awwwww, wook who's-who wants a hugga Mommy? It'sshh yooouu~." Yang nuzzled her nose into Bro's scalp, a lot like those birds that can't fly and live on ice caps or something. Neo couldn't have expected it to go any better as "Mother dearest" held her "chocoberry" close to her chest and continued to drown her drink before reaching and drinking from Neo's own with a drunken laugh. "I'm winnin' th' gay, sweetie. S'called "Yang drinksh" and I'm a w-w-winnerr." Wondering how cognizant of her body she could be, Neo decided to unzip Yang's jacket. Despite being a huntress-in-training, her inebriation made it difficult to notice what Neo was doing with her clothes. Her jacket now being slowly pushed down her arms, Yang's yellow top was all that she had to restrain her "holla honkers" (she mentioned calling them that after the Salty Whiskers). Neo gingerly brought a hand to Yang's belly, the cold touch of her fingers alerting the huntress. "Heeyyyy, watch Dem handsh missy.." Yang began only to stop as Neo made a pouty face, triggering a command implanted in Yang that prevented her from taking further action ("Neat" thinks Neo). With a devilish smirk, Neo rests her head on Yang's shoulder all the while dragging an index finger down to her bellybutton. As Yang stifled a belch, she felt Neo circling her navel with one of her fingers but found herself doing nothing as she drank from Neo's glass. Eventually Yang felt her navel being fingered, the commands imprinted on her mind plus the **** keeping her seated, as sounds of giggling erupted from her lips. She always hated when someone (Ruby) did this to her, but then she began to feel a hint of excitement, with a sense of pleasure creeping out along her core. Her eyes taking on a distant look, her breathing slowed to ragged breaths, with Neo catching wind of this immediately. Is she getting turned on by this, she thought to herself. In no time at all did she receive her answer as she locked on to two budding peaks under the banana-yellow top. Even with her fortunate busy size, Neo didn't think someone with the much endowment could have nipples erect to this length but there they were, like the ends of an eraser. What color are they, she wondered, her eyes staring at the two buds. She couldn't even help herself and she moved down Yang's arm and unconsciously puckered her lips. "You-y-you bein' a baby, sweetie?" Neo jolted up in her seat, now sitting straight, believing herself caught in the act. "Dosh som'wun wanna have some milk?" Yang slurred, her head bobbing to the side like it could fall right off. "You- you just drink ooonn up, baby" she added as she reached for her too and pulled it down. Instinctively, Neo used her semblance to make them disappear, no one reacting most certainly not the bartender. After taking a moment to check the patrons for any suspicion, she returned her attention to Yang, who had pulled her top to her waist. "I'sh ohkay. Momma is here, momma is here." Yang cooed as she pulled Neo to her breast. This is so much easier than expected.