She eyed him a bit, "Sounds like one hell of a sex club." She watched as he downed a couple more cups of juice. She had yet to inquire about his species but based on the level to which he was drinking and the energies she was sensing, she figured it was something demonic. After all, she usually wasn't drawn to something this much unless it was of a darker nature.
Live was definitely not a fan of the tradition of shaving legs. She only shaved below the knee since she never wore anything that exposed more than that. Live liked fabric more than she liked her own skin. She believed that less was more when it came to skin exposure. Got to leave something to the imagination right?
She nodded in approval and refilled her own cup, chugging a good bit of it, feeling a bit of pressured to consume more based on what Loveless was currently pouring down his throat. "A magic car would be pretty awesome. Don't have to pay for gas and bullshit."
The party was a bit dull to say the least. It seemed that everyone out on the dance floor was having a good time but beyond that there wasn't much really going on. It seemed like a smaller get together to say the least and besides Loveless, Live wasn't connecting with any of it.
His next question definitely caught her attention though. If there was one thing Live was a huge fan of it was getting high. Well, she assumed that was the kind of smoking he was talking about. Usually people who wanted to smoke cigarettes just straight up asked if you wanted to go smoke a cig or something to that extent.
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit, "Do I smoke? Hell yeah I do man!" She chugged the rest of her drink, set down her cup, took a few steps forward, and turned to face Loveless, "Wanna get out of here?"
While Live could sometimes be a bit on the reserved side, as soon as someone brought up weed, she was ready to rock and roll.
—-
Live and Loveless moved out of the apartment and into the hallway. She turned around to say something to Loveless about how they could smoke in the woods when her eyes met his eyes.
She suddenly felt sucked into a vortex of feeling she had never experienced before. She felt so baffled that standing in the hallway light of a really crappy college party, she found herself staring into the eyes of someone who made her feel like what was left of her soul was suddenly lighting on fire.
She didn't even hesitate and by the time Loveless had closed the door, Live was on him.
She moved in, her hands grasping his neck and her mouth moving onto his. It was quick but it was meant. Her body moved in a way that made it clear this wasn't because she was drunk: she really wanted to kiss him and the alcohol was just some liquid courage. She was always so much smoother drunk. All the anxieties washed away and that was extremely clear in this moment.
After a moment of kissing, she pulled back and a smirk played across her features. "You're cute."
She stepped back so that he could lead the way out of the building. She would bring up the possibility of smoking in the woods once they were outside; she needed to know what the temperature was first. Probably terribly...
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Live was definitely not a fan of the tradition of shaving legs. She only shaved below the knee since she never wore anything that exposed more than that. Live liked fabric more than she liked her own skin. She believed that less was more when it came to skin exposure. Got to leave something to the imagination right?
She nodded in approval and refilled her own cup, chugging a good bit of it, feeling a bit of pressured to consume more based on what Loveless was currently pouring down his throat. "A magic car would be pretty awesome. Don't have to pay for gas and bullshit."
The party was a bit dull to say the least. It seemed that everyone out on the dance floor was having a good time but beyond that there wasn't much really going on. It seemed like a smaller get together to say the least and besides Loveless, Live wasn't connecting with any of it.
His next question definitely caught her attention though. If there was one thing Live was a huge fan of it was getting high. Well, she assumed that was the kind of smoking he was talking about. Usually people who wanted to smoke cigarettes just straight up asked if you wanted to go smoke a cig or something to that extent.
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit, "Do I smoke? Hell yeah I do man!" She chugged the rest of her drink, set down her cup, took a few steps forward, and turned to face Loveless, "Wanna get out of here?"
While Live could sometimes be a bit on the reserved side, as soon as someone brought up weed, she was ready to rock and roll.
—-
Live and Loveless moved out of the apartment and into the hallway. She turned around to say something to Loveless about how they could smoke in the woods when her eyes met his eyes.
She suddenly felt sucked into a vortex of feeling she had never experienced before. She felt so baffled that standing in the hallway light of a really crappy college party, she found herself staring into the eyes of someone who made her feel like what was left of her soul was suddenly lighting on fire.
She didn't even hesitate and by the time Loveless had closed the door, Live was on him.
She moved in, her hands grasping his neck and her mouth moving onto his. It was quick but it was meant. Her body moved in a way that made it clear this wasn't because she was drunk: she really wanted to kiss him and the alcohol was just some liquid courage. She was always so much smoother drunk. All the anxieties washed away and that was extremely clear in this moment.
After a moment of kissing, she pulled back and a smirk played across her features. "You're cute."
She stepped back so that he could lead the way out of the building. She would bring up the possibility of smoking in the woods once they were outside; she needed to know what the temperature was first. Probably terribly...
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