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tenshinoakuma) wrote2007-09-03 05:02 pm
tenshinoakuma) wrote2007-09-03 05:02 pm
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[Fic] Inebriation
Mmm, their voices keep on changing. Kind of annoying, really.
The Incantation Samurai sat crosslegged, posture straight, his large, gauntleted hands resting on his knees. Beside him, eaten by the monstrous undead's shadow, the possessed prince of Amatsu sat in a similar manner.
NightEyes, however, was sprawled all over a squat table, long limbs dangling off the edges.
Had the Samurai a face, he would have grimaced at the stalker's complete and utter disrespect for the furniture, and as it was, a wince ran through the prince's features.
"I would have thought one such as yourself would leap at the chance to be inebriated."
"Nah." NightEyes pushed himself up off the table and turned over so that he was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling of the Tatami Maze. "When you're piss drunk you've got no control."
"Is that what this is all about? Control?"
NightEyes turned his head so he could stare at the Samurai out the corners of his eyes. "Yeah, and I'd want to be able to remember the sex if it's good, do you get me?"
The Samurai thought for a moment. Perhaps the brat isn't so brainless after all.
The stalker interrupted the Samurai's mental praise. "That, and it's harder to get it up when you're drunk."
The Incantation Samurai sat crosslegged, posture straight, his large, gauntleted hands resting on his knees. Beside him, eaten by the monstrous undead's shadow, the possessed prince of Amatsu sat in a similar manner.
NightEyes, however, was sprawled all over a squat table, long limbs dangling off the edges.
Had the Samurai a face, he would have grimaced at the stalker's complete and utter disrespect for the furniture, and as it was, a wince ran through the prince's features.
"I would have thought one such as yourself would leap at the chance to be inebriated."
"Nah." NightEyes pushed himself up off the table and turned over so that he was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling of the Tatami Maze. "When you're piss drunk you've got no control."
"Is that what this is all about? Control?"
NightEyes turned his head so he could stare at the Samurai out the corners of his eyes. "Yeah, and I'd want to be able to remember the sex if it's good, do you get me?"
The Samurai thought for a moment. Perhaps the brat isn't so brainless after all.
The stalker interrupted the Samurai's mental praise. "That, and it's harder to get it up when you're drunk."
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Too bad it rings true irl. Urgh. Darn frustrating when they can't!
"C'moooon!"
"...urgh. M'trying! It won't work!"
Ahaha xD
-Tellie
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And for the sake saving you from too much info, that's all I'll say, lol!
I am WAY too friendly when I'm drunk. I break into giggles and commpliment people. Very touchy feely too. That'll get me in trouble D: