The celebration starts

Soon after entering your home and explaining why Starfire wasn’t with you, the party celebrating her pregnancy was underway. This was just the pre party with the actual party starting once Starfire gets out of the chrysalis. Ahsoka found the correct bottles of **** and passed them around until everyone except Aelita had a drink. Aelita instead had a tankard of Yum, a non-alcoholic beverage from Pirate 101.

“Erza come over here,” you say after a couple of drinks. The redhead separates her conversation with Shampoo and walks over to you.

“Yes, is there something you need?” She asks as she stands by your seat. You were happily massaging Diana’s breasts while she sat in your lap.

“I–I wanna drink from your boobs,” you slur out.

“Eeeh!” Erza exclaims, blushing as she puts her arms in front of her breasts. “I’m not lactating!”

“Not… not milkies, I want your boobies to be my cup!” You say, squishing Diana’s boobs together. You reached over, brushed aside her arms, and pulled up Erza’s shirt, exposing her bra clad J-Cups. “Get rid of your shirt and br–bra. That’s an ord–order!” Like the Erza from the anime, your Erza was confident in battle but somewhat shy with sexual stuff. Erza had steam coming off her as she pulled off her shirt and unclasped her bra, letting them drop to the floor. Some of the other girls, you’re not sure which wolf whistled as Erza’s bountiful bust was exposed to the air.

“Like this?” Erza said as she pressed her breasts together in an erotic display and leaned down so her chest was level with you. You nodded before pouring your mug of Romulan Whisky into her cleavage. The cold and blue drink easily fit in her cleavage though some spilled out. Erza shivered as the cold drink chilled her boobs and some made it on her nipples, hardening them.

“You look perfect,” you say before dropping your head into her boobs, slurping up the delicious whiskey. You licked her boobs, tasting her and the booze. Erza held back a moan as you flicked her right nipple with your tongue, licking up the drops that made it down there.

“Thank you James,” Erza said. You squished her breasts, causing more of the precious beverage to come up from where it ended up deep in her cleavage. Erza groaned from your grip on her boobs. Soon, most of the Romulan Whisky was drunk with the remaining stuff spilling down the bottom of her boobs and soaking her midriff.

“Get over here,” you say as you pull Erza on to the chair, with Diana moving to the armrest. Erza winds up on the other armrest and you have her in the perfect position to lick and suck on her midriff, getting the last of the whiskey off of her.