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Darren pressed his body against hers and kissed her passionately.
Darren pressed his body against hers and kissed her passionately.
Lillian's throat made a noise as she kissed him back with equal passion. Her body became hypersensitive to everything that touched her, the wall, her pants, and Darren.
Darren kissed down Lillian's chest, "We are not going to have sex right now," he said despite the sudden tightness in his pants.
Lillian gasped and moaned, "Why not?"
"I am drunk, but more importantly, you are drunk. That's not how I roll." He said biting at her bellybutton.
Lillian let out a large gasp followed by a loud moan. Her words were slurred, "But I wanna. Please?"
"Of course you wanna," he smiled and moved to her lips so close they were brushing, "You're drunk,"
Lillian giggled before she whined, "Pwetty pwease babe. I'd wanna even if I wasn't drunk, pormise."
"If you weren't drunk we'd be cuddling right now." he continued to brush her lips with his own as a gentle tease, "We really doing this twice in a day?"
Lillian half smirked, "Yes we are."
She rubbed her leg gently against his lump as a tease.
The sudden contact made him flinch into Lillian's lips causing an involuntary kiss that he melted into.
Lillian melted into the kiss as she kissed him back. Her mind was starting to get foggy, but she still wanted to fuck.
Darren fumbled to unbuttoned her pants in a drunken haze. He remembered last time he did this drunk but tried to push that out of his memory, This was Lillian, This was different.
(To the PM/DM?)
(Yeah)
(Wow. Getting real spicy up in here.)
Lol
(Lol)
(Herro!)
(Hi!)
(What do y’all wanna do)
(Ooh I don't know. I'm up for anything, really.)
(Same. Also Lil passed out from her drunkedness.)
(CALLED IT.)
(She denied it till the very end. Lol)
(Of course she did. Don't mind the fact that there is still a practical stranger passed out in her boyfriend's bedroom. So, should we continue with the morning after? I've never written about someone with a hangover.)
(Hahaha)
(Let’s do it!)
(Let’s go!)
(Yay!) Belle woke to a pounding in her head and vomit traveling up her throat. "Oh shit." Running to the trash can, she puked. "I knew drinking that much was a bad idea." Stumbling down the stairs in search of something to ward off this migraine, she laid her head on the cold countertop and groaned. "Everything hurts and I'm dying."
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