Tweak

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Tweak says, "I give you dancing flower."

jim green (jimgreen) wrote in providence_rpg,
@ 2008-09-29 20:57:00

Who: Jim and Kaycee
When: Tonight
Where: dorm, then his place
What: drunk stuff?
Warning: sex ahoy!

Jim was sitting at home in his underwear watching Gossip Girl because there was nothing else on TV. He wasn’t really watching it so much as looking up to see if any hot chicks were on but they were all too skinny for him. He tried Sex and the City but they were all funny looking to him too. He gave up on girl shows and moved onto animal planet to watch dogs save the day. This was when he got a text from Kaycee. He had a feeling that she was drunk or high or something that left her not in her right mind. As they texted he was busy getting dressed. She was drunk, he as sober, she was hot, she said he was hot, honestly, if he didn’t have sex on his mind he’d be stupid. But he was also a gentleman so he tried not to have sex as the intent of going to see her, though, it was a good reason. She was a fun girl to be around.

Ready to go, he brought a bottle of vodka just in case she had drank herself to death and needed more. In the car he was at the place soon enough. The man was awful with directions and it wasn’t until he was on foot that he had trouble finding the place. But he found it. He was dressed very much same way he was when she first met him but his feet were covered and his tie was on, loosely.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-29 11:27 pm UTC (link)

Kaycee was college aged, just not college bound. She loved the collegiate atmosphere, but there really was no good place to go and get a degree in what she wanted to, not unless it was a new college run by Tom Savini. Horror movie makeup just wasn't on most colleges traditional curriculum after all.

Grinning at the appearance of the bottle of vodka and at Jim, she opened the door for him and then led him towards the stairs. "Good thing. We've only got...three bottles left?" she laughed, the trip up the stairs far more successful than the trip down, though she did stumble once or twice, catching herself on the rail. "So, how'd the pics turn out?" she asked, unable to remember if he'd answered that question already or not.

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jimgreen
2008-09-29 11:45 pm UTC (link)

“Thank God I brought this.” he said with a grin. “They turned out quite well.” he put a hand out to her back for a moment. He thought she was going to fall, better safe than sorry. “Not to brag but I am an amazing photographer. But it also helped that I had a drop dead gorgeous woman to model for me.” She was beautiful and he felt more relaxed to be free with his words now that they weren’t meeting in a work type situation.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-29 11:58 pm UTC (link)

Kaycee laughed. "Seriously. I don't think we have vodka, actually," of course, at that moment she couldn't really think. Her mind was on autopilot, which meant her hormones and drunken instincts were getting the better of her. She felt his hand on her back and she grinned, thankful that he was standing behind her. Then again, if she fell down on him, she might not be so thankful. He probably didn't want to fall down the stairs because of her.

Casting a grin over her shoulder, she laughed. "Oh yeah? How'd my pictures turn out?" she teased, though she appreciated the compliment. When they reached the top of the stairs, she paused and then turned around to face him. Looping her arms around his neck, she leaned forward and pushed her lips to his in a fairly enthusiastic kiss.

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jimgreen
2008-09-30 12:06 am UTC (link)

He loved how drunk she was, trailing off in mid sentence. It was ok though, he was busy making sure she didn’t fall, and checking out her ass. He didn’t want to fall down a flight of stairs no, not at all. He was thankful there was no mishaps in their venture. “Splendid,” he said with a laugh. She was so funny.

When they reached the top of the stairs he was not expecting any of this. Although he wasn’t expecting it didn’t mean he didn’t like it. When her lips met his he wrapped the vodka holding arm around her and his free hand pressed against the small of her back as he pulled her tighter and kissed her back. There was no way he was going to pretend like he didn’t want to get away.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-30 12:25 am UTC (link)

At this point, it was amazing that Kaycee could form half-sentences. It was lucky that she had an alcohol tolerance far past that of a normal nineteen year old. She and Kate had killed the first bottle of Rumplemintz and had opened the second by the time Jim had arrived. She grinned at the mention of the photos, happy that they'd turned out well.

Mm. He could kiss. And it'd been ages since Kaycee had kissed anyone. To be fair, she hadn't really tried to kiss anyone in ages, not since her last boyfriend, so this was all very welcome. Making a small noise against his lips, she pulled away after a moment and licked her lips, sliding her hand in his. "Let's get to Kate's room before someone figures out we don't belong here," she whispered, winking as she moved through the door and down the hall to Kate's room.

Opening the door, she peeked in to see if Kate was out of the bathroom yet. A quick glance told her that Kate was still talking, so she slipped in and then turned to Jim. "So, if I'm not being too forward," she said, as if she really cared as she reached out to snag the lapels of his shirt. "But I think you're really sexy..."

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jimgreen
2008-09-30 12:35 am UTC (link)

He didn’t want her to move away. He wanted her back, pressed against his body. He watched her closely as she licked her lips. It hadn’t been long since he kissed anyone. Jim made it a habit of not being alone. “Kate’s room,” he mumbled as he let himself be taken by the intoxicated woman. The good thing to being lead around was being able to watch her ass. She had curves and he wanted to explore them.

“We’re past forward,” he said as he set the vodka down on whatever surface was closest to them. He moved his hands over her sides to feel the curves of her body. “You’re very sexy.” He used both of his hands to get some rather nice handfuls of ass and he leaned in to kiss her passionately. The fact that they were in someone else’s place had left his mind. He had totally forgotten that this wasn’t her room and he didn’t even know who it belonged to. In all fairness, he was a bit distracted.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-30 12:51 am UTC (link)

Kaycee didn't want to move away, either, but she had just enough sense to realize that making out in the hallway was a bad idea. Pulling away had been the hardest thing she'd done all night, but when they hit the room she had plans of her own.

"Yeah?" she asked, before giving him a wide grin. "Good," she murmured, stepping into his arms as he slipped his hands around her hips. She raised up into his hands as he gripped her ass and she grinned, her lips curving against his as she returned the kiss. Her tongue parted her own lips and slipped into his mouth, her hands sliding up to his chest to grip the fabric of his shirt. She moved backwards a little, aiming for Kate's bed. It would be so much better than standing up, especially since her head was swimming...and since, well, there was a hot Scottish guy kissing her.

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jimgreen
2008-09-30 01:03 am UTC (link)

He moved with her. His hands roamed over her body. He couldn’t bear to part his lips from hers. Her lips were so plump. Her body was something to feel. Too many women were thin and you could feel their ribs and hip bones jabbing into you. He wanted her naked. All these thoughts of sex were whirling through his head. He wasn’t drunk a lick but he sure did feel it. She was intoxicating. Then he remembered this wasn’t her place. “Where’s your friend?” This place belonged to someone else.

Jim wondered if this was such a good idea. He wasn’t an asshole. He didn’t want to make someone feel uncomfortable with him and her doing who knows what on their bed or their floor or their anything. He had the thought of just taking her home with him but he didn’t want to be too presumptuous. Just because he wanted in her pants didn’t mean she wanted in his. He was the sober one, he had to use his head, the one on his shoulders that is.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-30 01:13 am UTC (link)

Mmm, hands. Artists had such awesome hands. Kaycee slid one hand up into his hair, moaning against his lips as he kissed her. When he pulled back, she had to think for a second before she answered. "Bathroom...probably out, she's just as smashed as I am," she said, surprised that she'd managed to get a full sentence out. But then again, she'd done it in defense. He wasn't thinking of leaving, was he? She made a sound of protest before she shook her head. "She doesn't care, promise," she breathed against his lips, the smell of peppermint strong.

Sliding her hands down his chest, she moved them to his belt, trying to tug him backwards with her and onto the bed. Letting out a laugh, she fell down, grinning up at him. "Seriously, she doesn't care..." she crooked her finger and then patted the bed, hoping he'd give into a second bit of temptation for the night.

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jimgreen
2008-09-30 01:19 am UTC (link)

God, here was an amazingly beautiful drunken woman who was asking him to get on the bed with her and he was standing there in contemplation. If he was drunk he would have been screwing her right about now but he was sober. He was sober and he didn’t buy that her friend wouldn’t care. He wouldn’t want to walk in on people screwing in his bed. “No,” he shook his head. Jim turned around as if he was going to leave but turned right back around. “Come home with me.” It was a question, a suggestion, a request. He didn’t feel right about this. The atmosphere felt cheap.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-30 01:24 am UTC (link)

Blinking up at him, Kate frowned as said no and turned around. Was he going to leave? No, wait. He wasn't leaving, not yet. After hearing his request, Kate thought about it and then nodded. "Okay," she murmured. It didn't take much to convince her, at least not in the state she was in. Hell, if she was sober she would have said yes. Pushing herself up, she stood, albeit a tiny bit shakily, and she walked over to him.

"You're right. I'll probably get a lot less hell for this in the morning," she grinned. Sliding her arm around his waist, she looked up at him, still smiling. "Lead the way?"

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jimgreen
2008-09-30 01:33 am UTC (link)

That was easy. Then again, she was drunk. When she moved to him he met her with a kiss. Leaving the room he got his vodka. He wasn’t going to leave it for some girl he didn’t know. Getting down the stairs was a chore but a fun one. He couldn’t keep his free hand away from her or his lips off of her. The car ride was a bit challenging as well. He managed to keep one hand on the wheel the whole time. His home wasn’t a house but it wasn’t a small apartment. He had two bed rooms, a bath and a half, living room with fireplace, dinning room, kitchen, and a terrace. His second bedroom door was closed, in there he had all of his instruments and his photography equipment. His bedroom door was wide open. His home wasn’t messy but it looked like someone lived in there.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-30 01:39 am UTC (link)

Kaycee tripped a little during the walk to the car and she made sure to keep one hand on Jim's waist as they walked. She was more than distracting in the car as it didn't occur to her that Jim had to pay attention, but she calmed down as soon as they swerved a time or two. When they made their way into his apartment she looked around for a second before her attention moved back to him. "Nice digs," she murmured, reaching for the bottle of vodka he still had. She cracked it open and took a swig, making a face and laughing as she handed it to him. "Peppermint's better," she teased, before she turned and started exploring.

The bedroom was easy enough to find and she slid into the door way, leaning against the frame, her dark hair framing her face as she raised an eyebrow before laughing again. At least she was a humorous drunk. Raising her hand and crooking her finger again, she hoped she'd have better luck this time around with her 'come hither' stare.

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jimgreen
2008-09-30 01:48 am UTC (link)

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he said before he took a swig. As she poked around he kicked off his shoes and took off his tie. Jim followed her with a smile. The come hither stare would have worked the first time if he didn’t have a conscience. Her luck was working just fine. He came to her and turned her to press her against the door frame as he ran a hand through her hair to hold her in a deep kiss, the other sliding under her top to grasp at her breast. He let out a soft moan. The hand in her hair left and went down to her top. It was time to get rid of clothing.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-30 01:56 am UTC (link)

The tie killed her. It was so quirky, wearing a tie constantly, but then, that was his style. She noted the closed door with curiosity, but it was the natural curiosity of anyone poking around a new place for the first time. She made a soft noise against his lips as his hand stole beneath her shirt, pushing back against his lips as she arched her back, pushing herself into his hands. When she felt his hand move down to her top, she reached down and stripped the top upwards, interrupting their kiss for only a moment as she tossed her shirt to the side.

Her hands slid down to his pants, unfastening them as she used the waistband to tug him closer. She should have tackled her own jeans first, but it was only fair to undress him too.

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jimgreen
2008-09-30 02:04 am UTC (link)

If the tie killed her, she might be a bit frustrated with his buttoned up shirt. He couldn’t count the number of times women just ripped off his shirt because the buttons were too annoying. He didn’t mind sewing them back on, that is, when he could find the ones that went all over.

Team work was good. While she busied with his pants he was getting rid of hers. Jim was already hard, he wanted her. Once her pants were tugged down he started to kiss at her neck and reach around to undo her bra. The only thing on his mind right now was her naked in his bed and him fucking her. “Kaycee,” he murmured against her skin. “You’re so hot.” Thinking of bed, he moved so he could get her out of the door way and began to walk her towards his bed.

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kcpwnsall
2008-09-30 02:10 am UTC (link)

Oh, Kaycee was in no state to deal with a button up shirt. Once she'd gotten his pants unfastened, she'd reached up to try and deal with his shirt. She'd managed to get a few of them before she tugged on it and then snapped the remaining buttons. Giggling, she broke their kiss long enough to murmur a quick "I'm sorry" before her lips were on his again.

She felt his fingers unfastening her pants and she could have kissed him for it, if she wasn't already doing just that. She toed off her shoes, hopping just a tiny bit as she did so, and she shimmied her pants down before kicking them off. Thank god she didn't wear those ridiculously tight pants girls seemed to like nowadays.

"I know, right?" she teased, nipping at his lower lip before she dropped her arms, her bra sliding off as she moved backwards with him. When the back of her legs hit the edge of the bed, she dropped onto it.

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