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Tweak says, "FANGS UP"

Roger Davies (learnedinthelaw) wrote in my_rpg,
@ 2009-08-03 00:20:00

Who: Roger and Lisa
What: Roger is drunk
When: Sunday Night
Where: A bar, then his house
Rating: Be warned, not for kids.

Roger sat at the bar of a wizard place, tucked in a corner near the St. Mungo's street entrance. He'd met up with an associate earlier, another lawyer, but he'd gone home with some girl and left Roger at the bar.

Brighton was with his grandmum this week, which left Roger to actually act like a bachelor. Instead of going on a date or trying to meet girls, he was sitting alone at the bar, drinking Firewhiskey and thinking about work. Work and Julie, as she invaded his thoughts. He called for another refill and checked his watch. Eleven. He might need to think about getting home.

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	existing 2009-08-03 05:36 am UTC (link)
	"But I like walking. It's nice outside," she cooed, trying to keep him from splinching himself. If he apparated in the state he's in, he would more than likely regret it. And then they'd be right back at the hospital. "We're almost there anyways." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-03 05:37 am UTC (link)
	"Alright, just for you." He draped an arm around her shoulder and walked with a little extra sway in his step. "Just 'cause it's nice outside." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-03 05:40 am UTC (link)
	She hid the blush that was threatening to creep across her face. "I learned how to make meatloaf," she said, as they walked. "I thought I could make it for you and Brighton one day this week." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-03 05:45 am UTC (link)
	"I like meat loaf," Roger said with a nod. He pointed to the front steps of his flat as they approached, as if Lisa didn't know where it was. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-03 05:47 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, is that it?" She joked, stepping forward and pulling out the key that he'd given her ages ago for when she babysat Brighton. "Come on, drunky." She helped him up the steps and into the flat. Closing the door behind them, he led Roger to the kitchen. He needed some water. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-03 05:51 am UTC (link)
	"I'm not drunk," he insisted as drunk men always do. "I'm not hungry either," he said when he realized they were going to the kitchen." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-03 05:53 am UTC (link)
	"You need some water, Roger," she said, sternly in a mothering sort of way. She loved being the one to take care of him. "You don't want a headache in the morning, now do you?" She poured him a glass of water and placed it in front of him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-03 05:54 am UTC (link)
	"No," he sighed. Roger picked up the glass and guzzled half of it down before setting it on the counter. "If I have any more I'll have to pee all night," he said quite frankly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-03 05:55 am UTC (link)
	She couldn't help but let out a giggle at this. "Alright. Want to go to bed?" She could help him into his room at least. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-03 05:56 am UTC (link)
	He nodded. "I'm beat." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-03 05:58 am UTC (link)
	"Sure," she said, leaning forward to help him to his feet. Once he was up, she led him to his bedroom and over to his bed. She bent down and untied his shoes. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-03 12:44 pm UTC (link)
	"Thank you," he said quietly, though it didn't need to be any louder because it was so quiet in the room. "You don't need to be here. You should be out with some bloke, dancing at a club and being told you're beautiful." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-03 04:19 pm UTC (link)
	She laughed, flattered. "There aren't any blokes," she replied, simply. Sometimes she felt bad about it, but quite frankly she didn't have time for them anyways. She was always either working or babysitting, both things she enjoyed doing. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-04 01:03 am UTC (link)
	"That's crazy," Roger looked up at his ceiling fan, and then back down when it started to make him feel dizzy. "You should have all sorts of dates from the tea room. You're so nice." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-04 02:16 am UTC (link)
	"Nice doesn't always get you dates," she responded, softly. "Big boobs and thin waists get you dates." She was sort of defiant when she said it. Hadn't he just gone out with Kaira Bundy? She was the perfect example of someone who got dates. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-04 02:20 am UTC (link)
	Roger hadn't thought it was a date, but apparently Lisa had. Roger's eyes drifted down to Lisa's boobs. "Well I think your boobs are just fine." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-04 02:40 am UTC (link)
	Lisa looked down and crossed her arms across her chest. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment but she smiled anyways. "Thanks." She bit her lip and then, looking for something to do, opened his drawer and pulled out a pair of pajama pants. "Are you going to be okay to put these on yourself?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-04 02:47 am UTC (link)
	Roger got up and followed her. He was not going to stay put, kind of like a stubborn child. "I can dress myself," he said before he stumbled on a book Brighton had left on the floor and came crashing towards her. In a lucky feat of drunken coordination, he caught himself on the dresser, his arms on either side of her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-04 02:48 am UTC (link)
	Lisa clutched the pants tightly as she gazed up at Roger's face. She was close enough that she could smell his breath. He'd been drinking firewhiskey. She could tell. Her own breath was caught in her throat. "-O..kaay," she managed to choke out but made no effort to move. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-04 02:55 am UTC (link)
	"Your eyes are really sparkly," he said with a grin. Roger's gaze slid fluidly from her eyes to her nose and then her lips. And then he kissed her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

existing
2009-08-04 02:59 am UTC (link)

She was going to respond. A 'thank you' or something of that nature was just about to escape her mouth. But then he kissed her and she forgot what she was going to say. In fact, she sort of forgot where she was. Or that she was holding his pants, which promptly fell to the floor.

Her eyes fluttered closed and she stood there, being kissed by the man she was quite possibly in love with. And even though he was drunk, she let him do it.

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	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-04 03:01 am UTC (link)
	Roger hadn't kissed someone in about six months. He found that, even drunk, it wasn't really a skill you forgot. Roger stepped forward, pushing his hips against Lisa and in doing so, Lisa against the dresser. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-08-04 03:04 am UTC (link)
	Embarrassingly enough, it was probably a little longer than that for Lisa. But she didn't forget how, either. Still, she was quite surprised to find herself in the position she was in, which happened to be sandwiched between a dresser and Roger. Her arms, of their own volition, snaked up and planted themselves around his neck. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-08-04 03:13 am UTC (link)
	Roger moved his hips into her again. That made him grunt. He was getting frisky now. He moved his hands from the dresser to her body, starting on her hips and moving up her sides and onto her breasts. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

existing
2009-08-04 03:16 am UTC (link)

She was starting to feel slightly guilty that she was taking advantage of him in such a delicate state. Or was it her that was getting taken advantage of? Lisa didn't know, but she was sure that the fact she was sober wasn't going to quite work out for her the way she wanted it to. She figured she should probably stop what was happening, but that idea threw itself out the window when Roger placed his hands on her. A soft gasp escaped her and her fingers slid under the collar of his shirt. This was better than she imagined it.