And when the stars shine so bright, who wants to be alone~♬?
WHO: Emiliana and Alfred
WHEN: July 7th, 2008
WHERE: Starts at a club and ends somewhere else.
WHAT: AN UNEXPECTED, SURPRISE PLOT TWIST.
RATING: M (AVERT THY EYES, CHILDREN)
( So don't take me home till the sun comes up~♬ )
WHEN: July 7th, 2008
WHERE: Starts at a club and ends somewhere else.
WHAT: AN UNEXPECTED, SURPRISE PLOT TWIST.
RATING: M (AVERT THY EYES, CHILDREN)
( So don't take me home till the sun comes up~♬ )
The kinda not really part came the fact that he was out dancing, drunk already and grinding up against whatever he could find. Damn it felt good to be older. Like it actually meant something now. He felt like he was on top of the world and then some.
Beat pounding in his ears, he could feel the floor thumping with vibrations and the second he took to unbutton another one of his shirt's buttons, he looked to his left.
Damn. Curves, real curves. Slinky clothes. That dark hair and a nice ass. And those eyes wanted him, he just knew it. Who could blame here?
He made his way through the crowd without much difficulty, sliding a hand around her hip, squeezing and pressing against her back without waiting for much more of an invitation because those brown eyes had said everything.
That and being completely plastered wasn't exactly amazing for one's judgment.
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Tilting her head back slightly against a broad shoulder, Emi's eyes locked once more with him. Except now she had a better look at his surprisingly handsome face.
Even so, everything was still a bit hazy.
Had she been any less tipsy, Emi would have pulled away, giving herself some space away from the blond because she just wasn't like that. Not with people she didn't know.
But, after God knows how many shots of tequila and vodka, who really gave a damn?
Giving the tall blond a teasing little smile, she averted her gaze was more as she began to move back against him, her hips following the rhythm of the now slower beat.
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Really, he was just a victim of those curves.
He bumped and pressed against her, neck straining to allow his lips to find some part of her to touch, the tip of her ear, the edge of her jaw and finally her neck. His grin branded against her skin.
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Shit.
She shouldn't be-
Why was he -
She had to stop.
But, at the feel of his grinning lips and hot breath against her neck, Emi couldn't help but reconsider. And the fact that she was reconsidering made her feel faintly sick to her stomach. But maybe it was just the alcohol. It probably was. Maybe it wasn't. At this point, it probably didn't matter.
However, that didn't stop her from placing her hand on top of his, maneuvering it upwards so it rested against her hip. Turning her head so her lips brushed against the shell of his ear, Emi continued dancing as she addressed the blond.
"Try not to get too ahead of yourself, yeah?" She made sure to speak over the music, breath hot against his ear as she spoke.
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Oh well, Matt must have something back at home if push came to shove. He let his mouth rest for a moment, lingering kiss on her shoulder before pressing his lips to her ear. "I'm Jones." he murmured over the music just loud enough for her to ear, "What about you babe?"
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Shit.
Her name.
She could always introduce herself as -
No, even wanting to stay anonymous, she sure as hell wasn't going to introduce herself by her middle name.
Shifting slightly so her lips brushed against his jaw briefly, Emi smiled pleasantly. "Emi," she said after a moments pause. It's not as if he was going to remember anyway.
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Alright, maybe a bit fast but whatever. Drunk, eighteen, living on the wildside before university. He could try his luck.
Though in the back of his mind he couldn't help but think: Was that... Churros?
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Really, it was just one kiss. What was the harm? And if it made her forget about Samuel and Efrain and life in general, who was she to care?
Eyes fluttering shut, she pressed her lips back against the blond's before parting them slightly, body shifting as her lips moved against his. Even then, her body had yet to stop moving in sync with his own as they continued to danceswaygrind.
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His hand slunk down, once again on her thigh while he other had slipped into the thick and long hair, fingers curling around the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Hips pressing a little against her, Alfred was almost sure there was no air between their flush bodies and he could feel the heat of her skin and damn it was nice.
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No, instead, she pulled back from the kiss, face flushed from both the alcohol she had consumed and something else. Something that she probably should have pushed aside had she been a bit more sober.
Emi stared at him briefly through half-lidded eyes as her lips curled into a coy little smirk before she leaned over to press her lips against his once again, her teeth digging teasingly into his bottom lip as she did so.
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He smiled at her, hips grinding insistently. "I have a place..." he murmured, "What do you say Emi, give the birthday boy the night of his life?"
That sounded smooth in his head, he wasn't so sure how they sounded coming out of his mouth.
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Say no.
Dile que no.
Lips quirking slightly, Emi brushed her lips against Alfred's jaw, nipping at it gently before she pressed her lips against his own once more. Pulling back with a breathy little sigh, she smiled teasingly while giving a small shrug. "Make it worth my while, and we'll see exactly how I'll help you celebrate. Though," She shifted, body turning so her front was pressed flushed against his. "Feliz cumpleaños," Emi cooed, grinning slightly.
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Even the elevator was nothing more than a reason to let his hands explore her body and as the door slid open, he dragged her down the hallway to Matthew's room, fiddling the keys out of the lock while still trying to kiss neck neck, pressing her against the door.
It swung open and they tumbled into the half unpacked apartment. Alfred tugged at her hand, pulling her through the boxes and half debris to an almost completely empty room. His overnight bag was in the corner and the bed looked barely used.
Closing the door, and praying Matthew was asleep, Alfred turned to Emi, smiling, half-panting, sliding a hand along her side, kissing her again, lips parting slightly to let his teeth graze along her lower lip.
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A-Ah.
But that nip against her lower lip felt much too nice for her to worry about it any while longer.
Quickly maneuvering them onto the bed, Emi allowed the blond to hover her as she attacked his neck with teasing little bites and kisses, her hands splaying against his chest briefly before unbuttoning the buttons of his shirt, one-by-one.
A slight scrape of her nails here, a sudden, slow roll of her hips there, and she'd have him groaning breathlessly against her ear in no time.
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He grinned, wiggling impatiently, hips bumping against her as she made her way down his shirt. The feeling of this being his first time was finally sinking in a little and it made him lick his lips, eyes not quite meeting hers.
Her fingers traced over his stomach and he wondered vaguely if she could feel the tiny butteries there.
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Interesting.
Hands slipping along up along his sides, she traced them up to his shoulders in order to push his unbuttoned shirt down and off before leaning up to press her lips against his. Pulling back after a moment, Emi smirked lightly.
"You shouldn't let me do all the work, you know. Unless," she paused to nip at his ear. "You don't know what you're doing?"
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