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Post by jeffrey on Apr 26, 2013 19:31:36 GMT -5
I lean against the counter of the bar, sipping casually at my beer as my eyes roved over the assembled girls. Brunette, blonde, all sorts of ethnicity's; tonight was going to be fun. If anyone asked, I was 21, but if anyone who knew me and saw me here, they'd know I was 17.. and up to to good, per usual. My dad's friend worked here and usually snuck me in the back door, even making sure my hand got a stamp so that if I was checked out the bouncer would just assume he didn't remember me, or I came in during someone else's shift.
A smile grows across my full mouth as some song by Deadmau5 comes on and I tilt my head back as I drain my bottle and start into the crowd. A curvy ginger tacks herself onto my side and I smile slightly, hands going to her waist as we danced to the beat. My light green eyes trail continually to her chest as her cleavage threatens to fly out of her dark blue dress, though I usually preferred them a tad more conservative- make me work a bit.
I spin her around, right into some biker guy's arms and she goes to turn back to me before I slip into the crowd, leaving her with him in favor or another drink and -probably- another girl.
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Post by xcrisis on Apr 26, 2013 19:46:51 GMT -5
It was never hard to get into Fyree. The bouncers here let any girl in as long as they showed some cleavage. If you wanted to get a 21 stamp, you had to flash them. Every time I come here, I get the stamp. I had so problem with that. I got booze, and I got to party. Showing a little boobage wasn't that bad. No matter who I flashed. And that brought me here. Sitting at the bar, sipping my vodka tonic. I was buzzed already, and looking for a good time. Don't get me wrong, i'm a virgin, but that didn't mean I had no desire to change that. I had just never found a guy willing to take that part of me. For some reason, guys didn't like that. Which I never understood.
My eyes were wandering the crowd when I spotted him. I knew immediately he wasn't twenty one. So he probably went to my school. And he was very good looking. Shaggy brown hair, nice face. I couldn't see his eyes, but it was pretty dark in the club. I normally would have waited for him to approach me, but I was so buzzed I didn't care. I just got up and waltz over to him. "Hey." I started, having to raise my voice over the music. "Wanna dance?" I finished, slurring my words a little bit. I wasn't a very good talker when i'm drunk. I didn't wait for an answer as I pulled him into the sea of bodies grinding against each other. I just pulled him behind me and started dancing. Well, grinding was more accurate. I was buzzed, and I wanted to have some fun. Might as well get down to business.
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Post by jeffrey on Apr 26, 2013 20:14:55 GMT -5
My eyes were scanning over the menu boards, thinking about ordering something exotic when a girl's voice reaches my ears. I glance over and down to look at her before she grabs my arm to pull me into the crowd again. Well, she wasn't shy, and didn't look twenty one- though that didn't mean she wasn't pretty: she was.
I confident grin works its way onto my face as the blonde begins to dace, or grind, but I wasn't complaining. My light green gaze stays on the blonde, not straying away for variety as it usually does. I wasn't used to girls coming on to me, but they were usually either way drunk or straight line sober, and this girl seemed right in the middle.
"You're not of age, should I be threatening to toss you out?" I ask, leaning down to put my lips right next to her ear, my voice deep and ever so slightly husky.
"So, babe, what's you name? Mine's Jeffrey." I ask, raising an eyebrow as I pull back from her, though my hands stayed at her waist as she danced after the song changed, some poppy thing by Katy Perry or whatever.
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Post by xcrisis on Apr 26, 2013 21:51:04 GMT -5
The guy seemed eager to follow me. Which I liked. I also liked the way his voice sent shivers down my spine. It was the perfect mixture of husky and silky. Something I wanted to hear more of."Seems like we should both be thrown out of the place. Right? And my names Kali. Nice to meet you Jeffrey." Soon, I upped the intensity of my grinding before turning around to wrap my hands around his neck. He was even hotter up close. His face was flawless. And I knew right then that I wanted this guy. I might regret it tomorrow, when the fog of the alcohol was gone, but while it was still there, I wanted him. So I looked up at him, and begged him with my bright, crystal blue eyes. I begged him to lean down and kiss me. And I begged him to want me too.
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Post by jeffrey on Apr 26, 2013 23:44:46 GMT -5
My words seem to have an effect on her, from the sudden ramp up of intensity in her.. dancing. A cocky grin comes onto my face as she introduces herself as Kali before turning around to wrap her arms around my neck.
"Maybe." I reply with a small shrug, though a light chuckle emanated from deep within my chest and gave me away.
"Nice to meet you, too, Kali." I add with a flirtatious wink before wrapping my arms around her waist. She bit her lower lip, her blue eyes wide and looking up into my light green ones. Did she want me to kiss her? Her body language said so, and I wanted to, so why not? If she pulled back it wouldn't be any huge deal- there were plenty of other fish in the sea, as they said.
So I lean down to kiss her, closing my eyes as I did so. Right in the middle of the crowd of drunk partiers, I kissed Kali. There were plenty of other couples, making out, but they were in the corners, and we were right in the thick of everything. My right hand moves up to cup her cheek in my palm and I mentally decide if she doesn't fight me off we'd find somewhere more secluded to continue our silent conversation.
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Post by xcrisis on Apr 27, 2013 5:57:52 GMT -5
A body was thrown against me at some point, but I didn't really feel it. I was to in the moment. Well... maybe more than in the moment. To be honest, I wasn't even buzzed. I was pure drunk. Four vodka tonics could really fuck a girl up. But I was one of those drunks that could keep her cool. I only seemed slightly buzzed when I was drunk. So maybe he didn't notice.
My crystal blue eyes fluttered shut as Jeffrey leaned towards me. Thank heavens he was one of those guys that caught on quickly. It would have been awkward if he hadn't. It was safe to say Jeffrey was a good kisser. He knew how much to move his lips, and how to cock his head the right way. And he was gentle. I liked that in a guy. So naturally, I leaned into his kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck a little tighter, not caring that we were in the middle of a crowd. This guy was hot, I was drunk, why should I care what other people thought? I broke the kiss and leaned closer to him, so I could whisper in his ear.
"Do you want to go somewhere more... private?"
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Post by jeffrey on Apr 27, 2013 11:18:18 GMT -5
It doesn't seem that I have to worry about her giving me the cold shoulder. The opposite, in fact. Kali's lips are warm against my own and her grip tightens around my neck, pulling me to her in the process. I decide to enjoy the moment for a while longer before asking my most important question, but the hot blonde soon makes it for me.
My light green eyes open as she pulls away, breaking the kiss to look up at me before leaning up to whisper in my ear, her words warm on my skin. I smirk forms in my mouth and I nod slightly.
"Sounds good." I agree, taking her hand in mine to lead her through the thumping, grinding, and gyrating crowd. We have to weave past a couple knots of people, but most of our way is clear as long as we make our destination clear. One guy even looks from me to Kali before flashing me a wink and a thumbs up. I roll my light green eyes, though I do fight off a smile.
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Post by xcrisis on Apr 27, 2013 11:32:44 GMT -5
I grip Jeffrey's hand as he guides me through the crowd of drunk and grinding couples. I have no idea where we're going, but I don't really care. So I follow him without question. When we pass by a guy who gives Jeffrey a thumbs up, I smirk. Guys are ridiculous. Especially the ones grinning drunkily at Jeffrey and I. Occasionally they'll reach out and try to yank me away from him, but then they realize our hands are attached, and leave me alone. So our trip is pretty easy. Aside from the occasional couple in our way. But we easily maneuver around them.
Finally we wind up in a backroom of the club. It's obvious not many people know about it. Because they're not couples around. Only a few stray employees. Who wink at us as they leave us alone in the room. Immediately, without even thinking about it, I kiss Jeffrey again. Doing my best to unbutton my blouse and pushing it off my body. Leaving me in my bra. The rest he can do.
*Fade to black.*
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Post by jeffrey on Apr 27, 2013 12:37:57 GMT -5
Soon we enter a backroom of the club and I shut the door behind us with my foot. The few employees who are smoking wink at us and put out their cigarettes and flee, soon leaving me and Kali totally and utterly alone. Before I can make some suave remark or first move, she's pressed her lips to mine again and I hear her fumbling with the buttons of her light blue-green blouse to shrug out of it, leaving her in her black lace bra.
*fade to black*
I reach over to pick my plaid boxers and pull them on, pushing my now sweaty mass of sandy brown hair out of my face. Once I have them on, I get Kali's bra and panties to twist around to hand them to her, my light green eyes roving over her body again. She really was hot, I had to say, much better than that ginger that I had danced with earlier.
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Post by xcrisis on Apr 27, 2013 12:48:00 GMT -5
I sat up on the couch, and watched Jeffrey put his boxers on. We had been in the back room for about thirty minutes now. So it was almost midnight. I was suppose to be home over an hour ago, but I didn't really care. My mom would have to deal with me being late. She would live.
I grabbed my bra and underwear from Jeffrey and slipped them on. Pulling my hair up in a ponytail shortly after. I grabbed my blouse and pulled it on over my shoulders, not taking the time to button it up just yet. I found my pants behind the couch. I have no clue how they got behind there, but it didn't really matter. I just slipped my pants on and decided I would walk out barefoot. I didn't really need shoes. I was leaving anyway. I grabbed his phone out of his pants pockets before passing them to him. I put my number in his phone and handed it back to him.
"That was a lot of fun. We should do this again. Call me whenever you need me."
I winked, and walked out of the room. Buttoning my shirt as I went. I ordered one more vodka tonic before leaving the bar. I hailed a taxi, and was heading home. I was completely satisfied, and tired as hell. I turned my phone back on and ignored the twenty missed calls from my mom. I went straight to the text from my best friend who wanted to know if I had finally lost my v-card.
My v-card has been swiped by a seriously hot guy. 
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Post by jeffrey on Apr 27, 2013 13:00:23 GMT -5
I'd since grabbed my blue Aeropostale shirt from the arm of the couch and pulled it over my head, light green eyes looking about for my pants before Kali hands them to me. I silently pull them of, zipping up the zipper and doing the button. I raise my bushy eyebrows as she types on my phone before handing it back to me, her number entered into it.
"Great idea." I agree, nodding as Kali finally buttoned her blouse, hiding her body from my eyes as she turned to the door to leave. Well, apparently I wouldn't have to deal with the usual baggage- making exact plants on when to see each other, the awkward question to if we were a couple or whatever. I slip my phone into my back pocket, running my hand over my puffy hair as I exited the back room a couple minutes after Kali did, deciding against another beer as I walk towards the side door. I open it, walking out into the alley. I pass a couple as I find my silver Chevy truck by the curb, opening the driver's side door and climbing up before starting home.
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