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 Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 11:25 pm
He went quiet and wiped off his eyes with his arm and stood up, once again making eyecontact with him. Without any hesitation he punched him in the jaw, not hard or anything...just to surprise him. Retorting with laughter, healthy laughter. "Thank you." He had an appreciative tone....like it helped or something (wtf?) "for at least trying to help me." He gave him an all better grin.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 11:30 pm
He blinked at him in surprise rubbing his jaw. "You did not just do that." He shook his head in disbelief. "I can't believe you just did that. You little s**t." He swung back also not hard but connecting with Gabe's jaw with a healthy crack. "That's for getting me when I wasn't paying attention." He turned and rearranged his chair preparing to sit back down.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 11:33 pm
He rubbed his jaw, "********!" Thats when he carefully tackled him, pinning him down to the floor giving him several light punches to his sides. Light for them still gives bruises. "You jackass, i cant believe you hit me back!" He was grinning at this point even though beating Elliotte.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 6:21 pm
"What did you expect me to do? Let you beat me?" He managed to wedge his knee up between them and jammed it into Gabe's stomach stunning him long enough to toss him off. "Damn, really?" He sat up. "Don't ever hit me unless you expect took take what you dish."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 6:32 pm
He coughed with the keeing but grinned, "Maybe, but hey....I had a feeling in the back of my head you might just strike back." Sticking his tongue out at him and sauntering back over to the purple bottle, "I REALLY like this stuff, not so much the white bottle tho.....makes me super upset. But this s**t..." He grabbed it and took another huge drink, "Makes me all....warm and fuzzy." He smiled and let out a belch, giggling. "Maybe i should make a drink sometime.....does d**k have the stuff to do it? and if so....havent you made stuff yet?" He wandered back over to where El sat up.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 6:40 pm
"Thought I told you to stay out of that." he grumbled. "And no you don't need to be making any drinks. At least not for a while." He stood and wandered back over to where he had left his goggles. Picking them up with one hand he smoothed his hair out with the other. He popped them into place on his head. "You suck at being drunk."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 6:47 pm
"Pfff, what?" He looked confused, "How the hell am i supposed to be when drunk? and you didnt answer my question about yourself." He Muttered, swaying a little...well more than a little he almost toppled over. "Besides, its not like ive drank before!!" He protested pooching his lip out in a pouty manner. "Besides, "He stood up as tall as he could following him ,"Its not like youre drunk or whatever, Jeez. YOu...." He trailed off, doing that same smile again as he stared at the ceiling.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 6:56 pm
He stomped over and pulled the bottle out of his hand. "Enough already. You're acting retarded. And no I don't mix drinks at home so just drop it. And how the hell would you know if I'm drunk or not. You probably couldn't even piss by yourself at this point." He went back over to his chair grumbling into the bottle as he drank off it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:00 pm
He straightened and went to locate the chair, still in one piece carefully picking it up nearly falling over a few times, steadying himself, then setting it next to him, closer than he thought and he leaned towards him, "Hey, Whats got youre fluff in a ruff?" He looked in his eyes face slightly close, he wasnt sure about depth and distance at this point.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:08 pm
Elliotte looked up and found himself nose to nose with Gabe, "Dude. You're really closh." He cussed when he heard himself start to slur. "And my fluff ish not ruffed." He thought for a moment. "Yeah. That. Now look what you've made me do." He took another swig from the bottle.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:12 pm
Reaching for the bottle he grabbed his wrist attempting to help him set it down, having to lean foreward to "help" the action making his lips connect with elliottes, he himself looked drunkedly surprised but decided to go through with it and finished the kiss. His lips lingered by Ells, breathing warmly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:17 pm
Elliotte blinked in surprise, all but dropping the bottle onto the table. It bounced tilted around in a circle and finally came to rest upright. He wrapped his arms around Gabe's neck burying a fist in his hair and forcibly pressed their lips together his mouth moving rough and demanding. Letting go he jerked back a few inches. "********. That was weird. . . "
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:22 pm
At this point Gabe was unable to speak, heat visible in his stare. Grabbing Elliotte by his sides he erased what gap he had made, his kisses undeniably hungry as his arms wrapped around him, fingers trailing down his back.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:39 pm
His body willingly melted into the closeness. He wrapped his arms around Gabe's shoulders. Losing balance with the movement he pulled them both onto the floor landing in a kind of sideways half-upright sprawled position.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:55 pm
His kisses became shorter but numerous, a small needy sound coming out of his nose as he tugged off his goggles and pulled his shirt over his head with no warning, followed by the fishnet undershirt. He then went to the task of removing his coat and shirt, exposing bare chest and muscle. However resuming the long, tender kisses once his hands werent busy, which one was planted on the ground, the other against the side of his face.
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