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| Drink Up! (tag: Cara/Legless staff/ask); When life gets you down... | |
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| Topic Started: Dec 29 2008, 05:11 PM (433 Views) | |
| Jason Young | Jan 6 2009, 12:37 PM Post #21 |
Ulfric // Emi's Beau
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The water splashed in her face would have done well to wash away the tears that might have stained her cheeks. It would have been much more effective if not for the fact that he had heard her quiet sobs shortly after he had stepped inside the bathroom. Worry was spread over his features even when she pushed herself up and turned to look at him with a smile gracing her lips. "I think maybe you might have..." He began to say before she turned fully and practically threw herself on him much the same way Cara had. It must have been the drunken welcome for the night, though Emi went a step further when she nuzzled the hollow of his neck and kissed it. The frown faltered ever so slightly as she murmured against him. Though he was a bit confused if she meant that she was lucky he found her in the bathroom or lucky he found her at all, "Well... I didn't have to go far." Jason decided to assume she was referring to the bathroom. “Whathappened, isssblood! Jasonwhathappened..." With both eyebrows raised he stared at her a moment before he followed her golden gaze down to his blood stained shirt, "Oh that's just--" Once again she was clutching on to him in near desperation and Jason's mouth remained open in a mix of shock and confusion, “Don’t leave, don’t goawayokplease...” The wolf stammered. What was she going on about? She was really smashed, but that didn't stop him from encircling her in his arms and hugging her tight; that is before she cupped his cheeks and stared up at him again in another soft plea, "Emi... I wouldn't leave you..." Jason's eyes closed briefly to return the soft kiss before he looked at her again with worry in his dark hazel eyes once more. He would have gone further to alleviate whatever worries he had before the cougar began to move along his jaw, planting kisses. The woman seemed to be jumping rapidly from topic to topic and it was beginning to make Jason's head spin just to keep up with her. Forget about even anticipating her needs. "Mmnnnigosleep herrrre.. k..." Like that. Completely unexpected as Jason grabbed her tight and held her close to him, "I think it's time to throw in the towel, hmm?" Despite some of the troubling things she slurred, Emi was a cute drunk. The child-like innocence and exhuberance was adorable as he leaned down to place a soft kiss on the top of her blonde head. Jason took in her scent for a moment before he started to gently lead her back to the bathroom door, "Get you back to the apartment so you can crash.... and maybe find your clothes?" His eyebrow lifted slightly as he nudged her bra strap. Edited by Jason Young, Jan 6 2009, 01:18 PM.
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| Emilia Deveraux | Jan 6 2009, 06:32 PM Post #22 |
REINHA :: Queen of Thugs
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Jason was warm; it made the drunken cougar smile and purr slightly in her throat as she pressed into him while other pleasant thoughts of how they could combine their body warmth swirled around her mind. It kept her mind off the bad things like blood and dying and the troubling times they were going through, and she certainly had no objections to that – clearly, when her fingers tugged at the top of Jason’s pants almost impatiently. Emilia didn’t even realise she was practically falling until she felt the wolf clutching onto her and holding her tightly against him again. She nuzzled against Jason as her eyes drooped slightly, though she heard his suggestion that it was probably time to call it quits and she nodded gently before looking up at him apologetically for a moment, “Mmm je suis désolé.” She supposed it must have been just a bit of a bother to have to come and collect the extremely drunk women, especially after all the messages... Something which caused another giggle to bubble up in Emi’s throat as she practically hung from Jason while he led her out of the bathroom, “Hmm, crash?” She snorted lightly as she stretched up to nibble the side of his neck as he reminded her that she was only wearing a bra. Somehow she’d lost her top somewhere, not that she really cared. “Idonneed more clothes, I feel warmenough...” Naturally her body was likely trying to repair itself of the affects from the mass alcohol consumption, though it would take a while still considering she’d lost count herself lonnng ago. “’Sides, I know what I’mmawannado, when we get back...” Her fingers crept up along Jason’s chest and neck until she traced them gently behind his ear and into the hair at the back of his scalp. The sound of conversation and other people around as they exited sobered a bit of Emi’s teasing though as she glanced around to see Cara still at the booth, “Ohay! Cara, shestole my top!” She pointed at the other woman, even inside out and back to front she recognized it. Though, she then decided to wave her over to them as she still clung to Jason, partially in order to keep herself upright, “CARA! Wehaff tagonow! I hav’d too muchand needt’be spanked.” She turned her head slightly to grin up at Jason with a wicked glint in her eye as a single roving hand moved blatantly to grab the wolf’s crotch, “An’ then you can make moi squeal like a schoolgirl, oui?” A mischievous giggle erupted from the blonde before she removed her hand, kissed him on the cheek and leaned against a booth, “My bag isss behind the bar, y’know the PIN for my credit card – would you be a honey and fix up our tab? I’mmawait riiight here.” Edited by Emilia Deveraux, Jan 6 2009, 06:35 PM.
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| Jason Young | Jan 7 2009, 06:16 AM Post #23 |
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Ulfric // Emi's Beau
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If not for his holding her up, Jason was certain that the cougar would have melted to the floor in a drunken puddle. The man could only imagine how many bottles of Full Moon and whatever else the two women had to have drank to get this looped considering they were lycanthropes. Good thing Grey catered to lycans and had enough stock or else he probably would have been ran out of business by now; at least Emi and Cara being this drunk was not a common occurance. Jason chuckled softly when she tugged at his pants though it hardly budged thanks to still being zipped, buttoned and belted. The bathroom door was pushed open with a combination of his foot and free hand as he continued to half lead, half drag Emily from the bathroom. A small shiver ran down his spine at the nibbles while he did his best to focus on rounding up the two of them, their belongings and leaving. A little hard though as the woman proclaimed that she didn't need clothes and it did not take a rocket scientist to figure out what was on her mind. Another shivered followed as she continued to trace about his ear and about his neck, tickling the hairs on the back of his neck. His neck tense while his head tilted to one side to try and ward off her roaming fingers, “Ohay! Cara, shestole my top!” A momentary distraction, Jason's eyes lifted toward the Geri and shook his head, "Alright Cara... time to go. Give Emi back her top--" “CARA! Wehaff tagonow! I hav’d too muchand needt’be spanked.” Cut off mid sentence, he looked to Emi and saw the wicked gleam in her eye just before he flinched and leaned forward a little in surprise; as any guy would be when his man-bits are grabbed. He groaned in embarassment, neck heating as the woman snatched his crotch in the middle of the pub, “An’ then you can make moi squeal like a schoolgirl, oui?” Instantly his eyebrows lifted as it dawned on him the real meaning behind one of those texts to his phone. His neck reddened more, creeping upward (though thankfully hidden by his beard), "Emi..." Jason warned a little, though his tone still light. After a burst of giggles she released him with a kiss, "Yeah... stay right there..." Trying not to forget or be reminded of the stares or smirks from Emi's little display, he moved up to the bar where Jocelyn was and nodded to her again, "... I think Emi's bag is back there somewhere. What's the damage?" When it was handed to him, the man would take a moment to fish out her wallet and her debit card before waiting for the assessment, "I got your messages... and then some. I hope they weren't too much trouble?" |
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| Jocelyn | Jan 7 2009, 07:54 AM Post #24 |
Sub Wolf / Poor Joss
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Joss tried to busy herself behind the bar as Emi and Jason emerged from the bathroom and Emi went on to practically maul Jason in the middle of the pub. She wasn't sure if she should feel bad or happy for Jason with the public display but she was not about to stare and make him feel awkward. So it was that she was busy filling the beer cooler with ice when Jason came up to the bar. "Ohh yeah..." Joss said knowing she had seen the bag back there on her numerous trips back. She fished it off the shelf and layed it on the bar before Jason. Then moved to tally up their bill, with the numerous whiskey bottles and full moons the bill was well over 200 Euros and that was with some freebied. She handed the bill to Jason and moved to take the debit card to swipe it when Jason mentioned her calls. "I'm sorry if it bothered ya. If it was anyone else I would've been able to handle it. But... ya saw what happened with me just trying to tell Cara I was gonna call her a cab." Joss sighed as she waited for the credit card to go through. Course if it had been anyone else she might have cut them off completely sooner and they wouldn't have felt comfortable going behind the bar and getting their own drinks. If it had been anyone else Joss probably wouldn't have even cared so much. She returned with the credit card receipt and Emi's credit card. "I'm sorry if I bothered you with the calls. I just didn't know what else to do." Joss said her head lowered in submission. |
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| Cara McKinney | Jan 8 2009, 09:40 AM Post #25 |
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“We hadda goodpary should come nex’ time wif us.” she said, giggling. The woman nodded as he told her that it was enough, although she pouted slightly. “Yessulf’ic.” she said, flopping into the booth. The woman waved her hand at Jason, pointing more or less in the direction of the bathroom. “Yougo get Emi butno sex innabafroom!” she yelled after him, giggling again to herself. She waited while Jason disappeared into the bathroom, taking too long in her humble opinion. She was about to get up and go burst into the bathroom to tell them to stop having sex, which she was sure they were doing, when she heard Emi yell out across the bar about her top. Disolving into raucous laughter, Cara attempted to yank the shirt off while keeping her own on. Somehow, she succeeded, waving the article of cloathing over her head. “’Syour fault you took it off toshowme wonderbesats!” she said, stumbling over to the pair. Stopping next to them, the Geri wrinkled her nose at Emi. “Ewww I dun wanna here about sexwith Jason hesmahulfric that’s just grosss.” she said, swaying against the man slightly. Another squeal escaped her lips as she watched Emi grab Jason’s crotch, one hand comeing up to clap over her eyes. “Ew!” she said, “Emi, thatsnotright I dunwannaseeeeethattt.” Shoving the shirt at Emily, Cara flopped down into a empty seat with a huff as Jason hurried off to pay their bill. “Atleast uget sex tho. I dunngetta nufin!” Cara said, pouting. |
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| Emilia Deveraux | Jan 8 2009, 12:38 PM Post #26 |
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Watching the blush creep up on Jason’s neck, Emi couldn’t stop the wide grin that decorated her features; it was too much fun really to tease the wolf. She also took pride in keeping him on his toes most of the time and still having a lot of fun at the same time. Though this time he perhaps wasn’t having quite as much fun as her, she was sure he’d forgive her later on. Why wouldn’t he? As Cara so clearly stated over the noise of the room, she had Wonderbreasts; what man could stay irritated at those? The wicked woman also couldn’t help but get a little satisfaction from disturbing the Geri while she fawned all over Jason and groped him right there in public. Some of the crowd didn’t mind as well, a couple of wolf-whistles aimed at them which made Emi giggle hysterically... wolf whistles at the wolf. Yeah, she was well and truly at the stage where everything was funny anyway – it didn’t take much to amuse the cougar right now. Though, once she’d got her top back from Cara and pulled it on (somehow extraordinarily getting it on the right way), she leaned over the booth and pouted while waiting for Jason. He was talking to Joss and Emi was beginning to get bored already. Maybe they could find something else to do while he took his time. Cara’s complaint about not having any sex had also reached Emilia’s ears and she considered this while watching the Ulfric, before getting impatient and grabbing Cara’s arm to pull her up. “Come, wecangolike, for a walk and find summmin t’do while Souuuulja Boi takes his time.” With a nod, the cougar practically dragged the other wolf out of the pub with her, stepping outside where the fresh air hit her and she had to stop and hold herself up against the wall. “Wheeee... headspiiin.” She looked around, “Sowhere we wanna go?” Though, as soon as she spotted the Blazer she half bounced over to it and reached up on her toes to lean against the window to peer inside, “Wecould borrah Jason’scar and findju sex Cara.” Reaching fer her bag, she suddenly realised she didn’t have it and blinked as she looked around her, “Whar’smybag?!” |
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| Jason Young | Jan 8 2009, 01:03 PM Post #27 |
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Ulfric // Emi's Beau
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A low whistle sounded from Jason as he looked down at the bill once Joss had tallied up the drinks, food and whatever else the two women had consumed or possibly destroyed, "I'm sorry if it bothered ya. If it was anyone else I would've been able to handle it. But... ya saw what happened with me just trying to tell Cara I was gonna call her a cab." The werewolf shook his head while the debit card was swiped and he punched in Emi's PIN number by heart, "It's alright, Joss. Sorry I couldn't get here sooner is all." Jason tugged at the front of his shirt and where the blood stain was, "Was working after all." He smiled a little once the card and receipt were handed back over before he started putting everything back the way he had found it in Emily's bag, "You did find though. Nothing appears to be damaged and they stayed here the whole time." Jason shrugged, "It's about the only thing anyone could do." "Anyway, guess I better pack them up and--" Jason looked back and found that both blondes were gone and the rest of his sentence fell wordlessly from his mouth. Shit! "Sorry, Joss gotta go!" The man snatched up the bag and slung it over his shoulder before he rushed out of the pub, "Thanks for your help!" Darting outside, at least Jason did not have to look far as he was relieved to find the two women peering into his Blazer. They didn't get far which was a comfort, though what they were doing at his car was a bit more troubling, “Wecould borrah Jason’scar and findju sex Cara.” Jason refrained from rolling his eyes as he walked toward them, watching as Emi groped for at her side, “Whar’smybag?!” "Forget something?" Arching an eyebrow he raised the purse up and waved it front of the cougar. Moving around her to unlock the driver's side before he punched the unlock for the rest of the vehicle. He peered around to Cara with a small smirk, "Need a boost inside?" |
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