Home-life Issues. (Sara)

[Sara Gallagher]

She crawled another few inches on the bed and then his arm landed on her, pinning her to the bed. It was only light, but she let it land there as he pushed him closer to her. She turned her head back to him, noticing the little smile on his face. God, he was so attractive to her. She was so lucky to have found someone like him. But... wait... She thought about what had happened since he had gotten here. Hm... This was starting to feel very planned. If that was the case, was she really so lucky? But she still couldn't stop herself from blushing and smiling back at him. She liked him so much.

Sara didn't fight back against his arm on her. Instead, she snuggled into the bed, hiding her panties from him under her stomach. He kissed her neck and she closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of butterflies in her stomach and the shivers running through her body where ever he touched her. She guessed it wasn't so bad... It felt really good to be touched by him. She didn't want anyone else's hands on her except his. So was it really so bad? Yes it was. But she would let herself indulge for a little longer. It was nice to feel wanted. She felt his hand on her lower back, running up and down along her spine. Her whole body broke out in goosebumps at this touch.

"I-I'm sorry for peekin'.. I couldn't help myself.. You're sooo.. sexy."

She giggled. Yes, Sara giggled at what he said. God, she was so drunk. But that comment actually made her feel so good. She felt so wanted. Needed even. She loved that he thought about her like that. She didn't know a girl that would NOT like something like that. He must have been really drunk to though, because his speech was slurring. She found that absolutely adorable though. He pulled himself closer to her, resting his chin on her shoulder, his hand playing on her arm. She dropped her head back, letting out a small breath. She hoped he didn't notice that. But knowing him~

She needed to get out of this before it was to late. She slowly opened her eyes, turning herself to face him. She laid on her side, facing him, looking him right in the eye. She gave him a small smile and then pushed her hand into his face, pushing him away from her. Yes, she face washed him! A good old Canadian face wash! She giggled madly and pushed herself off the bed, falling off the edge of the bed, clutching her panties to her chest. She pushed herself to her feet, but stumbled and fell forward onto her knees. This wasn't going as well as she thought. She rolled onto her back, laughing hard. This was so much fun though.

[Travis Delmonte]

Sara would roll onto her side and stared at him for a moment. Travis couldn't help but feel happy when he looked into her eyes. She was definitely worth every second he put into the relationship. She was playful, she was fun to be around, he got a long with her AND SHE WAS SO SEXY~! Course, he had already said that one too many times. He planned to move in and give her a little kiss, but it didn't seem like she wanted it. Instead, her hand lifted and she pushed his face away. Ms. Quinn would giggle like crazy and push herself up and away from Travis, and he almost felt like whining. She was doing this to him on purpose! He simply moved his head to watch her before she collapsed onto her knees once again.

"Coome backk."

Travis didn't really have the energy to move at this time. He didn't feel like getting off her bed. It was comfortable, too comfortable maybe. He felt like if he stayed there much longer, he was probably going to end up falling asleep. But he had no will to move! He'd let a sigh escape his lips as he would finally start to move if his girlfriend wouldn't come back to him. He'd push himself back up, trying to steady himself before he actually made it back onto his feet. He wanted another drink~! That's what he'd do! He'd begin his stumble across her bedroom, and through the door. He wasn't sure if she was going to follow or not.

He would make his way into the living room, and then dive onto the couch. His body would take up the length of the couch, and he'd turn onto his back, reach down and grab the rum, and one of those already opened cans. He'd refill his glass, and return those icy blues back toward the Tv. He didn't know what the hell was going on right now. But there was some crazy dude chasing people. Awesome. He'd return that glass of his to his lips, and then mumble a few words to himself.

"Mmmm.. Gud stuff.. Guud stuff.."

[Sara Gallagher]

She rolled around on the carpet as she heard him call to her to come back. Nu uh. No way was she going to go back to him. Nu uh~No way~ She was laughing so hard. She was having so much fun~ He was fun to be around, she loved his company. Over her laughter, she heard him sigh, and the bed moved as he got up. She tilted her head back so she could see him. She expected him to come to her, but instead, he made his way around the bed and stumbled out of the room...

What the hell?! He... just walked out... He wasn't going to play with her anymore?! Oh hell no! He did not just DENY her!~ She pushed herself onto her knees and stumbled to her feet, making her way slowly out the door after him. She tugged her shirt down the rest of the way. Who the hell did he think he was, just walking out like that?! She finally made it to the living room after a very clumsy trip down the hall, to see him sprawled out on the couch drinking some more rum and coke and watching the movie. Now how could she get him to pay attention to her some more...?

She realized she still had her panties in her hand. Hmm... Maybe... He was mumbling something. She strained her ears to make out what it was as she crossed the living room, weaving from side to side. She wanted another drink to. That seemed like a good idea. Although she had probably had more then enough already, but that was fine. OH~ She had an idea... >3

Because he was taking up most of the couch, she dropped to the floor in front of him, close to his head, but not in his way or anything. Close enough that he could see her though. She turned her body so that she was visible to him, and took his glass from him. She took a sip, purposefully spilling some on her... and on the panties. It dripped slowly down her chest, into her shirt. Damn... She hadn't meant to spill that much... But it would still work. She looked at the panties, an innocent and sad look on her face, like spilling on them had made her sad~ She then lifted them to her lips, her gaze going to him, waiting to see if he watched, and liked the drink from the panties.

By god, if he didn't react to that, she was going to smack him so hard upside the head, he wouldn't know what hit him. No one denied her like that! She liked the attention he gave her, and she was damn well going to get some more!

[Travis Delmonte]

Sara would come wobbling into the living room, and she'd take her seat next to the couch, right nearby him. He had hoped she'd lay on the couch with him! But it looked like his plan failed horrible. Ah, well. He was about to drink more from his cup, but instead Sara reached for it and grabbed it from his hands. Those icy blues would watch as she took a sip, and then ACCIDENTALLY spilled that alcohol upon her chest, and those panties she still happened to be holding for whatever reason. And as he kept his eyes on her, his smile poked on his face while he saw her tongue flick out against those panties.

His mouth dropped open slightly after seeing that. It sent more then a few different messages to him. In fact, Travis almost wondered if his brain was going to explode or not after he saw that. If she was trying to tease him, she was definitely doing a good job of it. His right hand would move, and he'd casually cover up his lower half. Pfft, she didn't need to see anything of his anyways. But another idea would pop into his head. And he'd move his face closer to her body, and his mouth would open as he'd try and push his lips against the bare part of her chest that the alcohol had spilled upon.

He couldn't think about anything else to say after what he had just saw. His brain was fried, so instead of just sitting there looking like an idiot, he figured it would be better to at least keep his mouth busy in some way. He'd lap up what he could, and then pull away slightly as he stared into her face. He'd watch her for the time being, he wasn't sure if she planned on surprising him with something else.. kinky? Travis would attempt to speak.

"That.. was.. really.. hot."

What the hell else were you suppose to say when someone licked their own panties!? Normally he would have ranted and raved about how she spilled alcohol and it was alcohol abuse. He would reach forward and grasp his cup once again, and then pull it back toward his lips and take a gulp himself, and with a snicker he'd accidentally spill it on his own shirt. He'd glance down and then back toward his girlfriend. His words finally slipping out, still as slurred as it had been.

"OH shit.. Lookit that.."