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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 1:01:56 GMT -6
Allie grinned when he kissed her, her arms tying around his neck to deepen the kiss. She pulled away not long after, studying him curiously. She wondered what was on his mind. She shrugged when he finally spoke. "Honestly, I never really thought about it," she answered. Though now that she did, it kind of did bother her. She didn't know all that much about him--sadly--though she had heard gossip about all the girls he had slept with. However, she wanted to believe that he wasn't being all nice to her and garbage just so he could get into her pants. If that was his only objective in... whatever this was, she would not be pleased at all. "Tell me about it," she said, raising a brow up at him and curious to know if he'd actually tell her the secrets of his past.
Stefan smirked as he gave her the shots, downing one, "Thanks," he smiled. His smirk broadened as she told him her little story, "That sounds like fun," he said, nodding. He didn't really want to hear how she lost her virginity, though if she wanted to tell him, she could. His eyes fell back onto the dance floor outside of the bar where people were getting hot and heavy. "Dance with me," he breathed, looking back at her. He hoped she wouldn't decline, since she seemed like she would be able to shake her ass well. Or so he hoped. It would be terribly annoying if they got out there and she could hardly shift her hips. That wouldn't be a good sign for later on.
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Post by Jess on Nov 29, 2013 1:14:30 GMT -6
Brandon looked at her, feeling like he just shot himself in the foot. Yay, talking about his past love life was so fun. Not. "Well.....I'm sure you've heard that I'm not exactly the kind of guy to turn down sex," he sighed, not even really sure if he wanted to go into this right now. "Well, it's true. But it's something that I want to change," he said, there being a whole lot more to it, but not many people knew about that part of his life. He wasn't just going to tell her everything when he didn't know her all that well. He would tell her before he slept with her, he promised himself.
Elizabeth raised her eyebrow, a little smirk spreading across her lips. "I thought you'd never ask," she said as she stood up, her finger tips sliding across his shoulders as she got up and walked around him. "You better be able to shake those hips of your's," she laughed, wiggling her hips a little bit before walking over to the dance floor, starting to shift her hips side to side to the tune of the music, the rest of her body moving with her.
She smirked at him, motioning for him to join her with her index finer.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 1:32:57 GMT -6
Allie really hoped she hadn't pushed a boundary too far or something by asking about his past love life, though she was curious. Could she be blamed for wanting to know? She had a right to know, right? She blinked as he spoke, nodding slowly. She didn't know if she should be worried or not. "Should I be concerned?" she asked, arching a brow up at him. She nodded slowly, "That's good, I'm glad you're trying to change," she said, giving him a pat on the shoulder. She didn't want to be worried about him suddenly going to have sex. However, it did make her wonder if she should have sex with him sooner. No! That'd be stupid, regardless that knowing this information twisted her stomach in a knot.
Stefan grinned as she got up, feeling a bit like a dog as he basically jumped up after her once she shook her hips to the music. He tried to keep it in his pants, of course. At least, for now. Not on the fucking dance floor. He came up from behind her regardless, his hands finding her wide hips and easily resting on them. He was breathing on her neck, smirking at the close proximity. The music was blaring in his ears now that they were on the dancefloor, compared to when they were in the bar, where it was more muffled. Regardless, he could already feel sweaty bodies touching him, and at the moment, he didn't actually mind it. He pressed his hip's to Elizabeth's, smirking widely.
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Post by Jess on Nov 29, 2013 1:44:38 GMT -6
Brandon looked at her, shaking his head no. At least, he didn't feel like she should be concerned. He had a rocky past, and hadn't always been the best guy, but he had proved to himself before that once he was in a relationship, or really felt for a girl, he could keep it in his pants around anyone else. He knew that he could do that again now. "You don't have anything to worry about. I've been.....stupid. But not anymore. I want to prove to you that I'm different," he said, deciding that with the look she gave him, he couldn't tell her the details of some of it. He couldn't tell her why he had slept with so many women.
Elizabeth bit her bottom lip, feeling his hot breath on her neck. Considering how cold she was from her clothes still being damp, it was nice to have that warmth. She turned around so that she was actually facing him now, pressing her body even closer to his as she moved her hips to the music, taking this time to run her hands under his shirt to actually get a nice feel of his muscles.
"Not too bad," Elizabeth said, though she was sure he wouldn't be able to hear her over the booming music. She ran her hands up his chest, her eyes locking onto his with a little smirk spread wide across her lips as she did this.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 2:00:31 GMT -6
Allie eased a little when he shook his head at her, although she was beginning to think she needed some more alcohol. She wanted to be completely wasted when she went home that night. She ordered herself another beer and hoped that'd do the trick, which it probably wouldn't. Though, if she got an entire bottle of vodka or something along the likes of that, she'd probably puke on Brandon and that would be mortifying. "That's good... I think," she slurred, eyebrows knit. She'd never had someone tell them that they were 'different'. Wasn't that what all guys said? Yeah, but she really wanted to believe him when he told her that.
Stefan could feel her damp clothing against his body, though he didn't mind it. Against all these other people, it felt nice. He pressed his lips to her neck gently, tasting her skin with curiosity. Something strange about him was that he never kissed the girls he wanted to sleep with on the lips. He felt like tasting their lips with his was too much, and wanted to save doing something like that with a girl he was actually interested in. Not that he'd never kissed a girl or anything, because he had, just not anytime recently. He grinned as she turned around and slid her hands up his shirt. He pressed against her, grabbing her hips hungrily and pulling her against him. Her slid his hands up her back and breathed into her neck, "You're not too bad yourself," he commented, smirking crookedly.
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Post by Jess on Nov 29, 2013 2:11:13 GMT -6
Brandon looked at her, starting to feel like the entire night was ruined. Now that the topic of his past was brought up, Brandon wasn't feeling so great. "Are you sure you want to drink more?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her. He could feel the night getting worse and worse as it continued. He drank up the rest of the bottle, slamming it onto the bar. He wasn't exactly angry, just suddenly not in the best mood. He wasn't proud of himself or what he had done. It made him feel dirty, violated, and just all around diseased. But he needed to help provide him and his brother a better education. How else could he have made so much money so quickly? Not even Danny knew about his dirty little secret, only that Brandon had slept with a lot of women.
Elizabeth tilted her head to the side to expose more of her neck to him, enjoying the nice little kisses he had left on her neck. When he grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, she blushed a bright pink. She had to admit that he was extremely sexy, and being this close to him was just tempting her beyond belief. She wanted to take him upstairs right now, but refrained from letting him know that.
"Not too bad? I'm gorgeous," she teased.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 2:26:46 GMT -6
Allie shrugged when he questioned her, able to hear the unhappiness in his tone and looking at the beer the bartender had given her, "I don't feel drunk," she said, although she was slurring. She jumped when he slammed the bottle onto the counter, looking up at him, "Are you okay?" she questioned, frowning a little. He looked mad. Or maybe she was wrong. She bit her lip a little, unsure what she could do to bring his mood up again, especially considering she hardly knew what was wrong. She assumed it was because of her asking too many questions or something like that. It was her fault, wasn't it? She took a sip of beer, unhappy with the taste of it though downing some of it regardless. She looked at the ground for a moment, trying to think of what she could do to bring his mood up a bit.
Stefan grinned when she arched her neck for him, "You are, I won't deny that," he told her, his hands tracing over different parts of her body, though mainly traveled towards her ass and upper thighs. God she was hot. He was tempted to just take her upstairs then to have sex. Though, he was trying to be patient. It would be better. He shifted his hips against hers slowly, keeping her pressed completely against him. His hand slid under her shirt and over her navel while the other rested on her ass, leaving kisses on her neck and a little nibble every now and then.
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Post by Jess on Nov 29, 2013 11:49:12 GMT -6
Brandon sighed. "I'm about as good as I can get right now," he said as he ran his hand through his hair, staring at the bottle. He felt like complete and utter shit that he couldn't change his past. And now his past could completely fuck up anything he could have with this girl. "I'm sorry...do you want to get drunk and go swimming?" he asked with a little smile, motioning for the bartender to just give him another bottle. He just wanted to forget about what he did for the time being.
Elizabeth bit down hard on her bottom lip, wrapping her hand around his neck. "I might be gorgeous, but you are sexy," she breathed, sliding her hand from him chest and down to the top of his pants. Her fingers slid around the top, as she started grinding on him a little bit, a smile on her lips. "We should go upstairs," she said, just about seconds away from taking off her own clothes. She wanted nothing more than she get out of her clothes at that moment, mostly due to her clothing being so wet.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 13:36:45 GMT -6
Allie frowned a little, though nodded. She was honestly unsure what to say to him. She knit her eyebrows at him and bit her tongue. "Don't feel bad," she tried, slurring a little, "There's really no reason to feel that way," she continued, placing her hand gently on his arm. She didn't care. Okay, well she did, but she would try hard not to let it bother her. She smiled, "Sure," she answered, taking a swig of her beer. She stood up after a moment, watching the people outside grinding against each other, rolling her eyes regardless that it was hot.
Stefan smirked as she bit her lip, gently reaching up and releasing it from her teeth, "Don't do that. You wouldn't want to cut your pretty lip," he said slowly, studying her. He grinned, "Well so are you, if I do say so myself," he said, his lips tracing her sweet neck. He grinned at the feeling of her hand going down his chest to his jeans. He tensed a little as her fingers traced his skin, his hands grabbing at her ass hungrily. Trying hard not to completely jump out of his pants when she spoke, he met her gaze with intense eyes. He was half-tempted to lift her up and carry her upstairs. Instead, he wrapped his arm around her waist, beginning to pull her out of the crowd with him, a smirk pulling at his lips.
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Post by Jess on Nov 29, 2013 17:02:40 GMT -6
Brandon watched as she placed her hand on his arm, a little smile across his lips. "You are too amazing," he said as he wrapped an arm around her waist. He then began to think about whether Allie even had her bathing suit on under her outfit. He wouldn't be thrilled to have guys seeing her in her under garments. He looked over to the pool, his face scrunching up. Everyone was being so damn....touchy. Brandon couldn't help but to admit that even though it looked horrible, he wanted to be apart of something like that. He took a big gulp of the bottle and pulled his shirt off, already having been wearing his swim trunks.
Elizabeth giggled as she looked up at him. She happily followed him out of the group, just now realizing how drunk she was. She was pretty sure that she wouldn't be able to stand straight if she wasn't against him, as well as she likely wouldn't sleep with him if she wasn't so drunk. When Elizabeth was sober she was never this easy, but when she was drunk she had trouble actually keeping it in her pants.
"If I make a fool of myself, please forgive me," she slurred. "I don't drink often, because I get horny."
Elizabeth looked him in the eyes, deciding that she actually really wanted to hook up with him. Maybe it was because he was really hot? Or was it just the alcohol talking?
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 18:37:09 GMT -6
Allie grinned when he spoke, "I know I am," she said playfully, leaning in towards him as he wrapped his arm around her waist. She was pretty sure she put a bikini on beneath her clothes, she couldn't remember... She just didn't know where she'd put her clothes while she got in the pool. She smirked as he pulled his shirt off, running her hand down his chest playfully, "Nice," she commented playfully. His muscles were unbelievable, so she considered herself lucky enough to be able to touch them. She tugged her shirt up after a moment, glad that she had her swim top. So she hadn't forgotten it. That god. She kicked off her shorts next, picking them up off the ground and smirking up at him.
Stefan smirked as he got her out of the group, pulling her close. "Don't worry, you'll be fine," he assured her. He just wanted to have sex with her. Even if she did look stupid, it didn't really matter, unless it meant she was bad in bed. Then it mattered. He pulled her back into the bar and down a narrow hall--which two people were making out in. He was eager, and he didn't want to wait any longer. He felt kind of hard and just wanted to relieve himself. His arm tightened around her waist as he led her up a steep staircase. He was pretty sure this was where the empty rooms were, though he wasn't entirely sure. So he just hoped he wasn't wrong.
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Post by Jess on Nov 29, 2013 20:10:00 GMT -6
"Hey man, can you watch these?" Brandon asked as he grabbed his shirt, her clothes, and both of their shoes and placed them behind the bar. The bartender seemed to be rather use to the whole 'kids so drunk that they leave their shit everywhere' scene, so he had no problem with watching them.
At least with their stuff there they would be more likely to be able to find them again later, unless everyone else got the same idea. Though he very highly doubted that, considering how drunk everyone around them was.
Brandon looked back over at Allie. "You look ever better, hun," he said, moving over and running his hand up her stomach and over one of her boobs, giving it a quick and playful squeeze. "Yum," he chuckled before moving his hand away and heading towards the pool at a full run, cannon balling into it. The big splash got a bunch of cheers as some people off to the side got soaking wet. Well, at least they were too drunk to care and get mad at him. "It feels awesome!" he called to Allie, though he would be surprised if she could hear him considering how loud and somewhat far away she was from him.
Elizabeth looked up at Stefan, noticing how eager he was to get her into bed. Clearly he was the type of guy only after sex, but she didn't really care. She was fairly used to random hookups, and didn't mind just hooking up with a guy without emotions attached.
"There should be an empty bedroom up here to the left," she said, knowing this place like the back of her hand. Her and her ex used to sneak up here all time during his parent's 'social events'. Definitely some interesting times.
Elizabeth lead him over to a bedroom door, opening it up and finding that the room was, in fact, completely empty. "We lucked out."
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 22:17:48 GMT -6
Allie shuddered a little as she got her clothes off, adjusting her bikini top. She felt some hungry eyes on her--mainly from guys--though tried to ignore it, shifting a little closer towards Brandon. She took the last swigs of her beer before putting the bottle down. She watched as he have their clothes to the bartender, hoping she wouldn't forget them because those shorts made her butt look good and she liked her shoes. She bit her lips together, studying his muscles curiously. He was very attractive, and she hoped she'd be able to handle herself.
She smirked as he spoke, "Oh hun, you haven't seen the best parts of me," she said teasingly, leaning towards her and resting her hands on his back. Soon enough, he had slid his hand up and grabbed her breast. "Oh quit it," she said teasingly, nudging him. She raised a brow flirtatiously as him, leaning up and kissing his lips passionately. She grinned as he ran off into the pool, wandering over and smirking. She applauded the enormous splash he made when he got into the water. She grinned when he spoke, running over towards him and jumping in as well. She grinned as she broke the surface, wagging her eyebrows at Brandon, "Feels great," she slurred, splashing him.
Stefan nodded as she spoke, "That sounds good," he agreed, following her into the--thankfully--empty room. He pulled her towards the bed with him, his hand hungrily tracing up her shirt and feeling her soft skin. He grabbed her hips and pushed her onto the bed. Hastily, he climbed on top of her, smirking down at her, "God, you're hot," he said, grinning darkly.
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Post by Jess on Nov 29, 2013 22:38:42 GMT -6
Brandon swam over to her, a big smile spread across his face. "I would definitely love to see the best parts of you," he said with a little wink, moving even closer to her and grabbing her ass. "Just don't tempt me, okay? I want to try to behave," he chuckled, hoping that she would behave for his sake. He wasn't the type of guy to push sex onto a girl, but he wouldn't exactly be happy if she purposely sat there, turned him on, and refused to sleep with him. Teases were horrible.
Brandon duck down under the water, positioning himself with his head between her legs and standing up so that she was out of the water and on his shoulders. "How would you feel if I just threw you right now?"
Elizabeth smirked up at him. "I know. And I guess you're not too bad yourself," she teased, actually finding him sexy as all hell. But why should she tell him that and make him even more full of himself? He didn't need a bigger head.
She slid off her own top. feeling relieved to get out of her shirt. "I've been wanting to take this off since I was dumped in the water," she giggled, though the rest of her clothes were still bugging her. She assumed that her clothes would be gone soon, though. "And I'm assuming you have a condom?" she asked, though she wouldn't have cared except he seemed like a bit of a man whore. If he wasn't the way he seemed to be, she wouldn't mind going without one since she was on birth control. Just to be safe. You never know when a condom might break.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 29, 2013 22:58:29 GMT -6
Allie smirked as he came over and grabbed her ass, "You will, eventually," she slurred, giggling. She didn't know when, but she was pretty sure she'd let him have sex with her sooner or later, "I'll try not to, although you do tempt me as well," she said, her hand sliding down his wet chest. It was hard not to attracted to him, or at least, not so much that she'd want to sleep with him. Yeah, she wanted to. But not yet. Even through her drunk thoughts, she knew not to. She shrieked a little as he went down and lifted her up onto his shoulders, grabbing at him in fear of falling, "I'd kill you!" she cried, laughing. She slipped down a little so her legs were around his waist and so she sad against his back. She wrapped her arms around his neck, smirking faintly, "How would you feel if I dunked your head underwater right now?" She asked jokingly, resting one of her hands on the top of his head.
Stefan laughed, "You know you love it," he said with a grin, sitting up a little and easily pulling his shirt off. He knew he wasn't ugly, and from the looks he got, he was more than just good-looking. Usually when he was sober, the looks bothered him. But when he was drunk... It was an entirely different story.
He smirked as she pulled off her shirt, "And I've been wanting to take the rest off from the moment I saw you," he leaned in and kissed her neck, his hand sliding up her side to her bra. He grabbed her breast and smirked, kneading his hand into her chest. He nodded at her question, "Yeah I do," he said, stuffing one of his hands into his pockets, pulling out the package for her to see, "It's new and everything," he assured her, in case she didn't want to get pregnant or something.
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Post by Jess on Nov 30, 2013 18:30:23 GMT -6
Brandon chuckled when she slid down on his back. "Honestly, I would probably laugh if you dunked my head under water. Just don't chicken out and let me back up," he teased, knowing only then would he actually throw her into the water. That would be highly amusing, he thought.
He looked around at the drunken people in and around the pool, thinking to himself that he was nowhere near as drunk as them. Though, he was rather drunk. Drunk enough not to drive, he was sure of that. How many shots, technically, had he taken anyways? He didn't have a clue.
"Allie, I want to make out," he pouted.
Elizabeth nodded, unbuttoning her shorts. "Good. I have no clue what kind of girls you've slept with," She said teasingly, giving him a smirk. She tilted her head to the side a bit, looking at him curiously as she noticed that he never actually kissed her on the lips, just always on the neck.
"So do you have a fascination with necks? Or are you just not into kissing a one night stand intimately?" she asked curiously, assuming it was the second one.
After all, a kiss was rather intimate. While sex was just sex.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 30, 2013 19:16:06 GMT -6
Allie laughed when he spoke, "Then maybe I will, but only when you least expect it," she said, grinning. She had a plan to do it... Later. She was bad at surprises though. Dammit. "If I were you, I'd be scared," she said, giggling and pushing on his chest a little. Her attention was pulled from him when she noticed some random people making out on the side of the room, "Ew get a room," she said, making a face. That wasn't cute.
She grinned when he spoke, "Too bad we can't. I don't want to tempt you," she said, her finger sliding down his chest slowly. She totally wanted to, but considering what would happen... She didn't know if they actually should. Maybe in the morning, if they were together then.
Stefan smirked faintly when she spoke, "If I were you, I wouldn't think about it," he said, undoing her bra clasp easily. He slid it off, studying her chest hungrily. She was too hot. What was her name again? Beth? Oh yeah, Elizabeth. He liked it. He shrugged at her question, "Kissing isn't my thing. I'll hold off doing that for when I find a girl I actually like," he said, kissing her collarbone lightly. It was just a bit too much for him, and if she didn't like it, she could leave.
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Post by Jess on Nov 30, 2013 20:04:08 GMT -6
Brandon chuckled, shaking his head a little. "Just you being in the same room as me always tempts me. You touching me makes it worse," he said with a little smile, wrapping his arms around her and giving her a gentle little kiss on the lips. "But, I know I can behave. If I have to I could always run into a cold shower. You would just need to.....not try too hard to turn me on," he chuckled, leaning back and away from her for a minute to take a good look at her. She really wouldn't need to try too hard to get him worked up.
Elizabeth giggled as she looked at him. She knew that she was nothing special, just another girl he was sleeping with, but she tried to just live in the moment for now. Just act like she was someone special even if it was just for a moment.
"That's cool. I don't like you anyways," she teased as she pressed up against him, respecting that he at least kept that part somewhat to himself.
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Post by Narwhal on Nov 30, 2013 20:35:25 GMT -6
Allie smirked, "Maybe I shouldn't touch then, although that'll be a challenge," she said, clasping her arms around her back as they kissed. She was tempted by him as well. He was hot and an amazing guy. She couldn't not be tempted by him. Especially by the way her touched--no! She needed to stop thinking about it. "Maybe if you promise to behave, no matter what, then we can," she replied, smirking faintly as he leaned back and eyes her. She looked over at the dance floor, where everyone was grinding on each other in a--sadly--hot way. She shouldn't be this turned on by that, "You wanna dance?" She asked with a grin, smirking.
Stefan smirked, "Good, you aren't supposed to like me," he said, kissing down her chest and stomach. She was glad she didn't say much of it. Some girls usually got mad and laughed when he said he wouldn't kiss their lips. It wasn't that big of a deal. Well, he supposed it was, since he refused to do it. He didn't remember the last time he kissed a girl. Years ago, that was for sure. He smirked at her underwear, hooking his finger at the hip of it before slowly tugging it off.
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Post by Jess on Nov 30, 2013 22:50:35 GMT -6
Brandon looked over at the dancers, his eyebrow perking up a bit when she asked if he wanted to dance. Like that? Of course he wanted to dance /like that/, but how would she want to dance? They did have to behave, didn't they?
"Sure, why not?" Brandon shrugged, going over to the side of the pool and pulling himself up. He leaned over and helped her up just as some guy at the other end of the pool started puking into the water. Well, they made a rather well-timed exit. He had never felt so happy in his life that this wasn't his party. Not his party, so not his clean up. "That's fucking disgusting," he grimaced at the man, watching as people dashed to get out of the pool. Drunk or not, people understood not to swim it water full of puke.
Elizabeth snorted a little, watching as he pulled off her underwear. She felt relieved to not have it there anymore, but felt rather odd that she was the only one exposed.
It started to make her feel self-conscious, but she shrugged it off. It didn't matter what she looked like, because clearly all he saw were boobs and a place to stick his friend into. And she was too drunk to care too much about appearances.
She watched him a little bit, just taking every bit of him into. He was so hot. From his chiseled face to his muscles, everything was just so flawless.
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