Bennett Neely Bale (bennett_bale) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-10-31 12:34:00 |
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Mildly!Drunk Neely is Kinda Funny
Who: Neely and Rachelle
Where: Their apartment above Avarice
When: Late Monday, October 18th
After getting good and tight with Candi, Neely made her way home. She made her way inside the apartment, kicking off her shoes almost as soon as she entered, "Guess who's mildly drunk!" She announced. She shut the door behind her and made her way into the living room, flopping bonelessly on the couch.
"What the fuuuuuck?" Rachelle laughed with a snort as she looked up from the sofa, where she was stretched out watching a movie. She wore red boxers and a black tank top, hair in pigtails. "Oh now this is clearly a story I have to hear."
Neely was still dressed in her jeans and plain white tee, very clearly bra-less as she slithered, snake-like above Rachelle and kissed her on the lips. "Or I could just sex you uuuup..." she sing-songed.
"And that sounds good too... But I wanna hear about my baby's night first..." Chelle laughed, shaking her head.
"Fiiiiine," Neely joked, nuzzling into Rachelle's neck. Okay, so clearly she was in a certain mood, huh? "I made a new friend?"
"Awww." Rachelle giggled and slapped Neely on the ass. "Does Ash know? Wouldn't want your boyfriend getting jealous..."
"Har har," Neely replied, lifting 'Chelle's tank to lightly scratch at her stomach. "You're lucky you're hot, otherwise I wouldn't be taking this abuse."
"Yes, because clearly I make your life a living hell." Chelle snorted with a roll of her eyes, leaning in to nip at Neely's bottom lip. "So who's this friend?"
Neely moaned at the nip and couldn't help it but grin salaciously. "She's a Slayer. Candi? She seems a liiittle crazy, but I tend to attract the crazy ones."
"Candi? Get the fuck outta here. I've seen her with that Faith chick. Talk about a couple of hotties..." Oh, look at that grin. Did someone have daydreams here?
Neely actually caught onto that, too. "Didn't think you'd go for either of them, honestly," Neely replied, arching that infamous eyebrow.
"Dude. Both are hot in that trashy, "I'd fuck them but probably be itchy for the rest of my life" kinda way, you know?" Oh my god. Between the Van Warren girls and Neely, it looked like Chelle was learning the fine art of rambling. "So she didn't try to fuck you did she? Cuz... Slayer or not, I'll kill 'er."
"She sure as hell asked. Repeatedly," Neely replied honestly, trailing little kisses along Rachelle's neck, before lightly grazing her teeth against her skin. "But I was very emphatic with my 'no's."
"You actually turned THAT woman down?" Rachelle arched an eyebrow of her own this time. "Baby? I am SO proud of you!" Heh. Only with Neely would that be something to be PROUD of. "So... You're pretty much gonna tear me UP tonight because of her, huh."
"I won't lie: she put me in a ...CERTAIN mood," Neely replied, as if that wasn't entirely obvious at this point. "Only if you feel up to it, though." She wiggled her hips and chuckled.
"Fine." Chelle huffed, sighing. "Just don't call me by her name or it's you and your fingers tonight."