Post by Moony on Apr 5, 2010 10:56:15 GMT 10
Title: More than a little tipsy
Rating: PG-13
Length: 319 words
Character: Faleron
Summary: Kel is quite a bit more out going when drunk
There was more than one reason Kel did not drink. First was the horrible headaches. Second was the fact she didn't remember what (or in some cases who) she did that night. But most likely top on the list was the fact that she had literally no inhibitions. Every hair brained fantasy from the past twelve years was often expressed in a matter of hours.
Which explained why, after a few to many drinks with the boys, she was sitting on Neal's lap, making eyes at Owen, running a hand over Dom's thigh, and flirting with Faleron. And giggling. Nothing else could really explain the giggling.
“But Kel, now really what did you think would come of stumbling into the Own’s berrics drunk?” That had been quite an episode. She still couldn’t find those pant, and needed to get a boot back from Lerant…
“Don’t be silly, Dom, I was just looking for somewhere for my head to stop spinning.”
Fal caught a hold of her hand, his own lopsided smile catching “You always could have come to me love, but I may have made your head spin more.” The room erupted into laughter, though he didn’t release the hand. Conversation flowed on, a bottle was passed around again. Talking, the conversation turned to the men’s respective conquests. Distinctively quiet (which was surprising), Kel listened with growing confusion. “Fal, Lady Acacia?! Really, I thought you had better taste.”
“When was the last time you kissed someone?” Thinking for a second, she then jumped from Neal’s lap onto his. Her arms around his neck as she kissed him fiercely. The only surprise was the fact that he kissed her back, hands going around her waist until she straddled him in the chair. When the kiss ended she put on his own lop sided smile “About 5 second ago, really.” Because when Kel got drunk, ALL her little fantasies came true.
Rating: PG-13
Length: 319 words
Character: Faleron
Summary: Kel is quite a bit more out going when drunk
There was more than one reason Kel did not drink. First was the horrible headaches. Second was the fact she didn't remember what (or in some cases who) she did that night. But most likely top on the list was the fact that she had literally no inhibitions. Every hair brained fantasy from the past twelve years was often expressed in a matter of hours.
Which explained why, after a few to many drinks with the boys, she was sitting on Neal's lap, making eyes at Owen, running a hand over Dom's thigh, and flirting with Faleron. And giggling. Nothing else could really explain the giggling.
“But Kel, now really what did you think would come of stumbling into the Own’s berrics drunk?” That had been quite an episode. She still couldn’t find those pant, and needed to get a boot back from Lerant…
“Don’t be silly, Dom, I was just looking for somewhere for my head to stop spinning.”
Fal caught a hold of her hand, his own lopsided smile catching “You always could have come to me love, but I may have made your head spin more.” The room erupted into laughter, though he didn’t release the hand. Conversation flowed on, a bottle was passed around again. Talking, the conversation turned to the men’s respective conquests. Distinctively quiet (which was surprising), Kel listened with growing confusion. “Fal, Lady Acacia?! Really, I thought you had better taste.”
“When was the last time you kissed someone?” Thinking for a second, she then jumped from Neal’s lap onto his. Her arms around his neck as she kissed him fiercely. The only surprise was the fact that he kissed her back, hands going around her waist until she straddled him in the chair. When the kiss ended she put on his own lop sided smile “About 5 second ago, really.” Because when Kel got drunk, ALL her little fantasies came true.