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 Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 9:24 pm
He shook his head, though it was a bit too fast a motion, and he fell against the other with a burst of laughter. "No, I don't have any others." He continued to giggle. He felt like things were starting to get boring again. He collapsed back onto the mattress and lay there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling with a few more drunken giggles.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 9:29 pm
"Well, I could share zhe... what did you call it? 'Orse piss?" Spy asked, then laughed. "But per'aps zhat might 'ave been enough for one night?"((Also, look what I just found. http://www.tf2chan.net/projects/src/127118438630.jpgA pic of a skin mod that removes Spy's jacket and pushes his sleeves up. The wonderful coincidence is not lost on me, especially since it's a RED Spy.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 9:37 pm
( hahahaha. Awesome!)
He shook his head again. His ears flopping a little. "No! No I could never be drunk enough to drink that!" He said quickly. Tripping over his words a little. He looked over to the other and stared at him. Just blinking a few times.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 9:49 pm
Spy shook his head, grinning. "You 'ave no sense of refinement." It seemed silly to say that, although he couldn't quite peg down why. He took another drink, then added, "If you change your mind, just ask."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 9:59 pm
Nearly rolling his eyes again, he just gave a huff. "I am refined damnit! I'm an English gentleman. I am very refined!" Stating this 'fact' quite loudly. He pushed himself up a little and then almost glare at the wine. "Damn wine. Grapes need to remain as such! Not turned into some bloody poison." After a moment of silence from him, a very common attribute of his drunken self showed up again and without warning he had his lips pressed to Spy's for a moment before he pulled back. "You taste like that horse piss your drinking."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:12 pm
That was unexpected, but he certainly wasn't complaining. Deciding to tease, Spy answered, "And you taste like carrot juice, lapin." He doubted if Arthur knew "lapin" was the French word for "rabbit..." but if he did know, then the result should be hilarious.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:18 pm
His eyes widened. Oh, he knew that term. He had been called it before. His mouth hung open in almost horror. "I do not taste like carrot juice! If anything I should taste like whiskey, and i'm not a rabbit! i'm... only half. Not even! Its just a side effect." He almost pouted where he sat. "I do not taste like carrot juice. I'll prove it." He got up and kissed him again. Being just a little more forceful with it, as if that would prove he didn't taste like carrots. Pulling back after a moment, his cheeks burning red. "I do not taste like carrot juice. "
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:29 pm
Spy had more of a chance to return the kiss this time, snaking his arms around Arthur. "Really now?" he replied, grin as smug as ever. "Per'aps I'm more drunk zhen I sink I am, because I'm definitely tasting carrot."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:37 pm
He ignored the arms that were around him and a very determined look crossed the drunk's face. He shook his head a little again, his ears following the motion slightly. "No! No carrots! I haven't eaten any!" Completely forgetting the carrot he had eaten earlier when he was a rabbit. But that would have been washed out long ago with the amount of drinks he had had. "No, you are just trashed. Absolutely rat arsed! You don't get it." He said, pressing another kiss to him. Trying hard to make him see that he didn't taste like carrots. That actually kind of irritated the drunk.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:54 pm
Ah, Arthur definitely was more fun to be around when he was drunk. For a moment, Spy wondered if the nation had enough of his mind to even truly know what it was they were doing, or if he had any idea what this was going to lead to. Well, he knew, and that's what mattered. He returned the kiss with equal enthusiasm, one of his hands now slowly traveling down Arthur's back.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 11:05 pm
Furthering the kiss a little more before he pulled out of the kiss. "No carrots." Giving Spy a determined look, his green eyes flashed a little. "None at all." Noticing the hand that had moved down his back, he didn't say anything. Too lazy, and he didn't really care that much either.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 11:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 11:23 pm
((o hai dragon
Gay s**t is happening. I'M IN MY HAPPY PLACE. lol))
"No carrots," Spy agreed, sounding a touch out of breath. "I don't know what I was zhinking," he added, moving in to kiss at Arthur's neck. He didn't know if England would catch on to the fact that he had been lying, but he hoped he would catch on to what their next... activity should be.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 11:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 11:35 pm
( hahaha! I'm glad we all agree! Happy places are loverly 4laugh and OH thats hilarious! I love that anime. XD thats great!)
He smiled smugly at the Frenchman. "Finally." By now the record was spent, and simply spinning on endlessly. The music stopped and the arm was no longer in play. Hands resting upon Spy's shirt, he gripped a little when he felt the kisses to his neck. Head tilting to the side slightly, he closed his eyes and let a soft sigh go. "Oh~" He started, it clicked. "Is the door locked?"
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