forum I've seen quite a few of these, but I wanted to make another Biker romance rp. (CLOSED)

Started November 25, 2018 by @Honeybee_

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She heard the conversation and took a sip of her beer, trying to get herself tipsy. She didn't know if even wasted she could talk to him without studdering and blushing like crazy.

"No reason, huh?" Ashley hummed sarcastically, glancing between the two as Fyn grinned. "I can't stand lovebirds that don't talk to each other. Go," he sighed, motioning towards Lilith in a way to get Fyn to go and talk to her.

Fyn rolled his eyes and muttered to Ashley through his teeth "I can't. I dont have the courage too."

Val smirked when she saw Lilith looking at Fyn. “Oohhh someone has a crush,” She teased.

She turned to the t.v to look away and cover her blush. She couldn't talk to him, but he should.

Val smirked when she saw Lilith looking at Fyn. “Oohhh someone has a crush,” She teased.

"Shut up" she muttered, her blush growing

Fyn rolled his eyes and muttered to Ashley through his teeth "I can't. I dont have the courage too."

"Please, you have more courage than most people I know. And you can flirt," Ashley added as he ran a hand through his hair, listing a few more things that Fyn was good at to give him some sort of motivation. "And you're a lot better than me, so you can't possibly mess up," Ashley added with a nod of his head, as if he were agreeing with himself. It was true. If he even tried to talk to someone he liked, he would either be very quiet or trip over his words.

Fyn chuckled "Yeah, I can flirt with most women….but not her.." He added in the last bit quietly and then smiled quickly at Lilith.

Lilith smiled back and took a deep breath in, picking up her drink and walking over to Fyn. She took the seat next to him, "Hey stranger" she spoke, the words rolling off her tounge like silk

"Hiya," Fyn smiled at her and ran his hand through his hair, slightly nervous.

"Whatcha drinkin'?" she asked, her eyes glittering.

(Wait, you're ok with explicits? becuase the 1/1 i have with you says you aren't…)

(Imma just say same rules for here, anything but doin the do)
"Just finished a Budweiser," He wave the bartender down "I'll have a whiskey on the rocks," he turned back to Lilith and grinned "What about you?"

(So we skip if we get there)
"I wish it was straight vodka but beer, so I can sober up easily and drive home." she replied, grinning back.

(Yeh)
Fyn chuckled and nodded to the bartender as he got his drink, turning back to Lilith "Yeah, I should probably stop drinking so I can drive home, but I'm just going to keep on drinking since I can."

"Yea." she replied. She looked over at the couch. empty. "Wanna go sit on the couch?" she asked, motioning to it with her eyes.

"Sure," Fyn grabbed his drink and walked over to the couch, flopping down on it and setting his drink on the side table.

She sat down next to him and took a sip of the beverage in her hand, trying to drown out any thoughts of backing down.

Fyn ran his hand through his hair again and glanced over at her, watching her take a sip of her beer.

"So." she hummed, looking at him run a hand through his hair out of the corner of her eye. 'I can't do this…' she thought, her blush fighting for a return.

Fyn grinned "I can see that you are nervous," he smiled at Lilith and tried to hide the fact that he was nervous too.

"No, I am not" she replied in defense. She sure as hell was. She was normal the "baddie" of the gang, and could flit with basically everybody, why does she have to studdered when she talk to the person she actually likes?

Fyn rolled his eyes "Ok, you keep believing that.." He took a sip of his drink and started bouncing his leg, one of the ways people could tell he was nervous.

"You're nervous!" she exclaimed, pointing to his leg.

Fyn immediately stopped bouncing his leg and grinned "Nice job sugar," he leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes, trying to think of what to say.

Her body was suprised by the word sugar, her will faded and a stupid, drunklike smirk and blush spread across her face. She bit her lip.

Fyn smiled and kept his eyes closed "Gotcha," he sat up and turned to face her "Now, you are nervous aren't you?"

'no, just turned on' "No" she replied, moving closer to him.

Fyn raised an eyebrow "Really?" he watched her move closer and he smiled, taking a drink of his beverage as he did.

She smirked and leaned back onto the couch, watching him take another drink

"Well sugar," He glanced at her and set his drink down "I want to know why that name makes you melt like a popsicle in the middle of summer."