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 Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 11:32 pm
She let him.
Her voice was soft, her eyes half-closed as she shook her head in the negative. Not wrong of him... her whole body felt warm, filled up with heat that was very pleasent.
"I... I don't... Brad." She closed her eyes fully, leaning into his hand shyly. Her voice hitched slightly as she spoke, feeling guilty and sad to bring this up but unable to keep it off her conscience any longer. "You're... you're drunk. I don't want you to regret anything tomorrow.." She looked away, suddenly feeling her chest tighten sadly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 9:04 am
Because she had turned away, she would miss his expression of being struck, as though he was physically hit. His eyes were wide, mouth slack with surprise. Regret? Why would I regret anything? On the heels of that was, She's never seen me drunk...she never SHOULD have. She doesn't know how I am, so...she's assuming I'm not in control...I see.
Sadly, all of this was internal, so the words that did escape him were something more disjointed along the lines of, "What? Why? I don't...you've...I shou-...I don't, but...I see." Probably wasn't helping much with the drunken image, with his dark brows furrowing as he seemed to talk to himself.
Brad tried to turn her face back to him, gripping the back of her chair with his other hand, quite determined not to go anywhere until she heard him out. What could he say? He couldn't prove anything until tomorrow, and unless she was there first thing, it'd be hard to convince her--
And that's when the idea occured to him. He gave a sly smile, tilting his head to make sure he could hold her eyes while he offered it. Brad was still too drunk to think twice about what he was going to say, which could very well be a double-edged sword. "Tell you what," his smile widened into a grin, "you sleep in my arms tonight. Just sleeping, no funny stuff." He made sure to add that, even though it could be--no, no, focus! "I swear, come mornin', I wont let you go."
He paused, before adding good naturedly, "I might be groggy 'n slow in the head, but that's typical in the morn anyway."
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 9:27 pm
Alani let him turn her head to face him, a little perplexed indeed by his stumbling of words. She bit her lower lip, looking up at him, her hair falling in front of her eyes, smelling of shampoo.
How many nights had she secretly told Ama that she liked Brad? It was countless, only the cat knew and currently she was loafing by her food dish as though she was half hoping for some more.
Despite his drunken state... she trusted Brad. Maybe even she hoped he wouldn't hold to his no funny stuff, she wasn't sure. Her stomach fluttered nervously as she nodded shyly, still half believeing that this wasn't really real...
"Okay... but it'll have to be my bed, the guest one isn't big enough." She hesitated before standing up. She slipped her small hand into his and lead him toward her bedroom shyly, squeezing his hand. Ama followed after, giving a curious mewl.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 9:40 pm
"Eager t'get me to bed?" he asked gently, his tone playful. Brad hadn't meant going to sleep right now, but who was he to argue when he was the one being lead? He held onto her smaller hand loosely, but not so loose she could pull away easily, his steps not quite as swaggered as they were before.
He cast his eyes down towards the following bob-tail, smiling sideways. "You're going to have to share your time with your lovely mother," he informed the small female cat, "but I can share my love equally."
The man felt something like a scared girl going to her virgin bed, what with how he was trailing behind. With a soft snort, he took a few steps closer to Alani, sliding his free arm around her waist as they walked. Why had it taken him so long to figure out that he had a soft spot for his best friend? Maybe he knew, but was too busy trying not to think about his life that he had glossed it over. What a waste, he lamented to himself. Time to rectify that.
He uttered a quiet sigh, squeezing the woman fondly into a half embrace, as well as he could while moving. Part of him knew he should be elated, and perhaps a bit frightened, having not lain with anyone for more years in any way, shape or form than he cared to admit. As it was, the booze had made him feel quite warm and fuzzy enough to accept everything with a measure of grace.
Brad privately hoped the excitement would hit him anyway, eyes shifting over her form appreciatively before snapping his head forward again. He gave his word, he had to abide by it! The man cursed himself silently, begrudgingly content that he would be able to have her at all.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 9:50 pm
For a moment Alani forgot that she was leading her best friend and only recently realized crush toward her bedroom, absently leaning into his side as he wrapped his arm about her hip. It wasn't an unfamiliar gesture, though it did mean something more this time...
"I was going to go to bed before you called, you know. Why else do you think I would be wearing my pajamas?" She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, purposly saying the next thing. "I usually sleep comando, too... oh well. I guess I'll have to go a night stiffled."
Ama bounced ahead of them, realizing where they were going and jumping up onto the bed to claim her spot in the center of the blankets. She rolled onto her back, little tail wobbling back and forth as she watched the two approach alertly.
Alani detatched from Brad's side, indeed yawning and walked over to her bed, flopping down on the side she usually slept on and immediatly curling up, her knees coming to her chest. Her toes poked out from her overlarge blue striped pajama pants and she looked owlishly over toward Brad, nodding toward the other side expectantly. Her hair fell in a halo of blond and green on her pillow.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 10:05 pm
Brad laughed, if not only to hide his wide-eyed expression. "By all means, don't change your routine for me." He tried to give a playful grin, but it was lost as she moved to her bed, and it really occured to him that he was going to sleep with her. In the most purely innocent way possible. Damnit!
He paused at the foot of the bed, staring at her, feeling his heart skip a little. She was doing this on purpose, wasn't she? With her hair spread around her lovely face and curled on her side, she really did look like an angel. A devious angel. It could be that being drunk made him think that way, but he decided to play his own version of the game. "I hope you don't mind if I get a little more comf'trble," he drawled, grabbing the hem of his black shirt and lifting it over his head in a swift motion. Draping the shirt over the foot of the bed, the now very shirtless man climbed onto the bed in all fours, grinning like a loon. The excitement was starting to kick in.
The man laid his legs so that Ama was nested in the crook of his knees, putting him on Alani's half of the bed. He scooted up next to her, acting like a second blanket as he curled an arm around the woman, angling it against her back to press her against him. It was innocent enough, his other arm curled between them, idly playing with strands of her hair. It wasn't bad enough he was drunk on liquor, but he was getting a new form of drunk on the experience, half believing he was dreaming.
He nuzzled into her hair and brow, making a soft 'hmm' in his throat, tighting his arm around her before becoming still, his comfort complete. The sweet smell of her hair, and the scent of the pillow, the room...it was all her, and just as intoxicating as the six-alcohol liquor he'd had earlier. That made him grin against her; who needed a bar when he had Alani?
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 10:27 pm
Alani's eyes widened in surprise as Brad took off his shirt - she hadn't been expecting that. When he lay down beside her she looked up at him with an expression of a mouse cornered by the cat, her face flushing as he pulled her close, shyly curling her arm around his chest and resting her forehead against his shoulder. Ama happily flopped and rolled against Brad's knees, finding a comfortable-cat position on her back half curled into a C.
Alani enjoyed the feel of his nuzzling for a while longer before pulling away slightly, squirming up so that she could look into his face, his arm now on her hip and her's drapped across his neck. She played with his hair lightly, letting it slide between her fingers before she spoke, very timidly.
"Could... could you uhm..." She looked down, biting her lower lip. Her voice pitched even quieter, barely above a shy whisper. "Kiss me...?"
Her heart beat wildly even as she herself leaned forward, eyes half-drooping closed. She wanted this one to be something to remember forever.. just in case...
She wouldn't think of that... couldn't think of that as her lips found his and brushed against them, waiting and hoping he'd take the next step for her. She felt like she was trembling, and in fact she was.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 10:50 pm
The man rumbled in pleasure as Alani scooted up to play with his hair, his fingers trailing lazily over her pajama-clad lower back, eyes closed until she started to speak. They opened just a touch, observing her face before opening in full at her request. He didn't have much time to think or process the words and what they meant, as Alani closed their minute distance and her warm lips found their way to his.
He let his reaction be the answer, eyes closing again as he shifted his weight so that his head was slightly above hers, giving her the kiss she asked for. His lips parted, attempting to do the same with her, deepening the kiss with tongue and mouth, melting into her. She tasted sweetly of orange juice and a delightful mix of something undefinable, something he could only pin as being her. It surpassed everything he thought it could be, making a soft noise in his throat to express his sheer enjoyment as his hand shifted and squeezed her hip.
The enjoyment was about to get a lot more obvious. Brad shifted on his side so that he was more laying belly-down, twisted towards Alani to keep kissing, keep holding, trying to deny the sudden rush of blood in his ears that indicated it was going elsewhere.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 11:00 pm
Alani let him part her lips and shivered as he explored her mouth with his tongue, shyly reciprocating with her own timid movements. She slid her tongue lightly across his lip before moving against his.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd kissed someone. She'd had a pretty sheltered life, sure she'd had a few boyfriends bot not any in quite a number of years. She hadn't had any real want for any, Brad had been more than enough just as her friend.
She gave a small shiver, moving close. She reluctantly ended the kiss, giving him about a half dozen other small ones immediatly afterwards, however, the last being a soft almost suckling kiss to his lower lip.
She gave a shuddering sigh, her heart bounding in her head as she curled up shyly against him, pressing her face to his chest so he couldn't see the way she looked... she was sure it was something like hungry. But there would be nothing funny about this.. and she had to admit she wasn't helping the matter.
"Thank you..." Her voice was muffled by his bare chest. "Uhm... you can go to sleep now."
She didn't realize how potentially mean that comment was, but she was half mortified with herself for kissing him like that. She wouldn't forget it though... if she'd been standing she would have fallen immediatly when he had started being a bit more persistant.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 1:41 pm
He smiled down at the woman, although she likely couldn't see it since she was buried against him. Stroking her hair, he laughed a little, murmuring, "I'll see what I can do." Really, with all that kissing and touch, he'd be lucky if he wasn't going to need a cold shower. He leaned over Alani to turn off the light, plunging all three of them into darkness and sound.
Brad closed his eyes as he resumed his position, a small shiver running through him as he slipped his other arm around the woman, effectively holding her against him. She was his friend, first and foremost, and he could not lose sight of that, no matter how many times the testosterone in his body was trying to tell him otherwise. It took a handful of minutes before he deemed it safe to curl back onto his side, trying not to disturb Ama against his legs or the trusting angel in his arms.
It took slightly longer for his heart beat to return to an acceptably normal pace, but between listening to her breathing and feeling the soft purr of Ama against his calves, he could feel his body relaxing as the booze did its part to lull him to sleep. Brad nuzzled the top of Alani's head, pressing a brief kiss to her brow before settling down. "Sleep tight, 'Lani."
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