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Post by Don Juan De Marquez on Oct 22, 2006 10:46:34 GMT -5
Don Juan frowned before taking a looong sip of wine.
"that was totally not manly..."
He smiled, feeling proud that his manly status had been restored.
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Post by Fire Temptress on Oct 22, 2006 10:52:59 GMT -5
Rudi suddenly plopped down so she was laying on top of him, her face buried at the crook of his neck before she suddenly rose her head and rubbed her cheek against his, practically purring (Now realize, if she was sobre, she would kill herself for doing all this, nyahaha...).
"You're so -- hic -- cute... and... and waaaaaaaarm... very wa - hic-"
And she cuddled him.
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Post by Don Juan De Marquez on Oct 22, 2006 10:57:25 GMT -5
Don juan felt electricity go down his spine, totally paralysing him. And then the alcohol took over. He ruffled Rudi's hair, chuckling in a deep voice.
"You really need to find yourself a girl, mate.."
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Post by Fire Temptress on Oct 22, 2006 11:00:09 GMT -5
She huggled him as she rubbed the side of her face against his chest, tucking her head beneath his chin.
"Aa, not interested..."
And she continued to huggle and cuddle him happily.
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Post by Don Juan De Marquez on Oct 22, 2006 11:09:00 GMT -5
Don juan frowned again. Sure all the alcohol he drank could make him imagine stuff, but was this guy hitting on him? And then he noticed something he did not before. he had perfume. And a very delicate smell at that.
"What do you m-mean you're not i-interested?" he asked, his voice slightly shaking.
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Post by Fire Temptress on Oct 22, 2006 11:11:06 GMT -5
"Meaning there's no one I'm interested in of course!" Rudi looked up at him and tilted her head cutely, stating what she figured was the obvious.
She then made a face at him. "I'm not gay, if that's what you're wondering..." But then she grinned evilly. "...Or am I...?"
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Post by Don Juan De Marquez on Oct 22, 2006 11:17:25 GMT -5
Don Juan's body tensed at his last comment. Alcohol with this guy was a total no-no. He tried to make sense out of what was happenning but his mind was all fuzy now. Maybe he shouldn't have drink so much. His head started aching and he said th only thing he could think at the moment.
"Do you want to have sex with me, or not?"
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Post by Fire Temptress on Oct 22, 2006 11:21:23 GMT -5
Rudi looked at him before she burst out laughing.
"Is that the line you always use to get into someone's pants?" she asked teasingly, hiccuping as she resumed cuddling him, rubbing up against him and even going as far as licking his jaw line. Drinking wine made her very, very affectionate and friendly, what can I say?
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Post by Don Juan De Marquez on Oct 28, 2006 12:59:57 GMT -5
Don Juan groaned at the guy's mockery and tried to raise up. He managed to raise his head, which he immediately regretted. Feeling dizzy, he went back to his previous position. He simply had no way out of this.
"Just what d'ya you want from meh?"
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Post by Fire Temptress on Oct 29, 2006 22:22:20 GMT -5
"Nooooooothing," she drawled out lazily.
"Whoever said I wanted something? I'm too drunk to want something." At this, she giggled. Alcohol always makes her giggly. "You know, though..." Rudi lifted her head up and grinned roguishly as she leaned in and whispered, "I'm not who I seem to be."
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Post by Don Juan De Marquez on Nov 3, 2006 20:00:50 GMT -5
Don juan's eyes narrowed. Maybe if he had taken a bit less of alcohol his mind would have processed that having a drunk guy giggling on top of you was kind of bad. But him wispering to you that he was more than what he seemed in that position was more of an alarming situation. Actually he was eying the bottle, which had surprisingly had become empty.
"Ooooooh really?"
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Post by Fire Temptress on Nov 4, 2006 4:25:17 GMT -5
"Uuh huh..."
Rudi rolled off of him all of a sudden as she stretched out and yawned lazily.
It wasn't long before she suddenly fell asleep.
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Post by Don Juan De Marquez on Nov 5, 2006 16:48:56 GMT -5
He frowned at Rudi.
"Pshh, so much for suspense. I bet it's not even true anyways." Don Juan kept talking to himself for a good part of night afterwards. Actually up until he fell asleep as well.
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Post by Fire Temptress on Nov 11, 2006 18:57:15 GMT -5
The next day...
Why oh why was her head hurting so?
Rudi groaned as she curled up into a tighter ball, and closer to whatever it was she was clinging to. It didn't really register in her head that the thing she was clinging to was a body -- a.k.a. Don Juan. All she knew was that it was warm, and therefore a source of cuddle-ment.
...But good God was her head killing her.
And she couldn't even remember why.
"Oooooooooww..." she moaned, whined, and whimpered and buried her face closer against Don Juan's chest.
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