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 Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:14 pm
Alec nodded, reaching over to pour himself another shot for a successive go. "Ye?" He wasn't sure if she was comfortable talking about where she came from, but as usual his curiousity was overbearing. His mind was sidetracked when she made her last comment, unable to contain another grin. The vodka was making him giddy. "Is tha' so?" He smirked and downed another shot.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:22 pm
"I'm from Maryland," she stated, holding off on another shot due to the fact she had been drinking prior to his arrival. His second question caused a throaty chuckle to escape from her lips before taking a much longed for drag of her smoke. "Quite so," the tattooed woman confirmed, glancing over to him. Maybe that's why she kept 'forgiving' Billy in the long run. It made sense; she was kind of the exchange student 'groupie' back in college.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:32 pm
Alec paid no attention to the fact that Antony had held off in her next round, hungrily going for another in an attempt to drown his inner turmoil for at least a night. "Maryland, a' think a' have a cousin there..." He murmured quietly, looking a little forlorn for a moment. "A' met a few people 'ere t'day." He tried to bring his own mood up, reaching for the bottle itself and offering it to the dark-haired girl. "What d'ye do f'fun?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:40 pm
Antony didn't think long before accepting the bottle offered and pouring herself another shot. Not like she'd object to the 'worst' happening betwen two drunk people. "Well," she drawled out, tossing the vodka down her throat with a faint, satisfied chitter, "I surf, draw, and ********... Oh, and sometimes there's a movie or something between all that." A sloppy hand motion went along with the last part of her statement, and she turned to face him, pulling another puff from the cig as she leaned against the counter.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:49 pm
Alec burst out laughing, finding her description of her island "activities" a lot more amusing than he probably should've. "Keeps ye fit?" The teen continued to chortle, absent-mindedly pouring himself more vodka. The feeling of euphoria was doing it's job, sapping away any bitter memory and replacing it with the relaxation of a playful conversation.
"A' betcha quite good at 'i too." He smirked and added without really thinking about what particular talent he was referring to, slumping his weight onto the counter of the bar as the drinks clearly went to his head.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:56 pm
She grinned, raising her hands to motion to herself, as if that alone proved how 'fit' she actually was. Not that she had ever been modest sober, but with quite the amount of alcohol providing warmth to her entire body, brain included, Antony was quite cocky about her attractiveness. Among other things.
"I'm not just good... 'M ******** amazing," she countered, snuffing the smoke out in the ash tray, expression one of sheer confidence mixed with an utter evil look.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:10 pm
Alec smirked, reaching for the bottle once again. "A' bet." He laughed all of a sudden, rocking on his stool before finding the counter to hold onto. "A' got nuthin' to boast about, sorreh." He shook his spikey head and drank up, the bubbly-happy feeling now a solid hold on his thought processes. "Nothin' impressive anyways." He chuckled to himself.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:23 pm
She cocked an eyebrow and tilted her head in the other direction, "A virgin eh?" The question of age, thanks to the alcohol, didn't even come into her mind, and so she remained blissfully ignorant. "That could change ya know." It was a muddled offer, but an offer nonetheless, the warmth tingling through her blurred senses getting to her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:31 pm
Alec snorted and tried to contain another laugh, a nervous reaction to his embarassment. He never mentioned his virginity to anyone, testosterone wars being one of the many reasons he dropped out of school for good. "Ah' c'mon." The teen chuckled, trying to deflect the attention from himself. "What'd y'mean?" He raised a studded eyebrow, blissfully unaware of the rather straight-forward comment she had made.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:39 pm
Antony knew she had been right when she guessed his experience level when he looked embarrassed and tried to play it off. The question that followed caused her to simply grin for a moment as she poured herself another drink, throwing it back quickly while watching him still. Once the glass was set back down, she crooked a finger and motioned him over, "C'mere."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:46 pm
Alec stiffened in his seat, expression dumbing down as he watched Antony's movements. He had no idea what was going on, judgement well beyond under control at that point. "Hu?" He looked around stupidly like she was talking to some invisible guy over his shoulder.
He shrugged it off. She was hot, he had to admit it. And right now, she was the hottest thing he could ever fathom. Slowly enough, he rose unsteadily from his seat and shifted himself towards her without a second thought.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:53 pm
She watched him with a sort of hunger as he rose, even if he was nervous, Antony was inebriated enough to not care. In fact, she had been with her share of virgins, and they weren't so bad, especially with her as a 'coach' persay. The tattooed woman stood, hooking a finger around a belt loop and pulling him against her.
"Let me teach you," she whispered huskily before leaning up and capturing his lips in her own, tugging him closer as if to say 'follow your instincts.'
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:00 pm
Alec didn't waste any time, hesitating for less than a split-second before ensnaring her in a rough embrace, fingers playing down the back of her low-riders. The kiss was nothing but fuel for the fire as hands began to wander, unthinkably acting on feelings and intoxicated judgement.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:12 pm
The roughness only seemed to encourage her as well, a low groan slipping from her lips at his wandering hands. She pressed her figure into him, moving her free hand to the back of his neck to pull him even deeper into the kiss.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:27 pm
He was beginning to 'get the hang of it' in a sense, instinctively acting on impulse as he blindly worked on the zipper of her pants, the hem of her shirt. With little regard for their surroundings or situation, he continued on without skipping a beat.
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