And when the stars shine so bright, who wants to be alone~♬?

[salylimon]

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)

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[waitforsuperman]

It was day three of Alfred's 18th birthday party bash which now spread from Napa Valley, LA, San Diego AND maybe San Fran for a bit and it was coming to a close in good ol' Liberty City. Matthew had just moved from Toronto and Alfred had come to give him a late birthday present and kinda-but-not-really help him move in.

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

AHAHAHAHA WHAT ARE WE DOOOOOING.

[salylimon]

Emi hadn't even registered the fact that the owner of said blue eyes was making their way towards her. No, it wasn't until she felt someone's hand land on her hip and squeeze firmly while an insistent body pressed itself against her back that she realized that Blue Eyes had made his way over.

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.

NO MORE 4AM BACKSTORY SESSIONS. K? KAY.

[waitforsuperman]

She smelt nice. And was warm... Really, really warm. His other hand slid down her leg, hesitating at the edge of her skirt, palm resting against the dark material maybe, just maybe, pushing it up a little. Was this too much? It didn't seem like too much. She was the one grinding up against him like no tomorrow.

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.

AT LEAST NOT WHEN WE HAVE TO GET UP EARLY. eAe;;

[salylimon]

Emi felt her rhythm falter briefly and her body tense up ever-so-slightly as his hand skimmed along her thigh.

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.