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Post by Becca on Aug 10, 2014 5:07:22 GMT
Scout remained completely oblivious to Stanley’s strange dancing since her back was to him at the time. Her attention remained on Lana, watching the redhead attentively with some interest. She had heard plenty of things about her at school but oddly enough never really talked with her much. One thing she did know is she tried banging her best friend in the school’s janitor closet, something she had never thought of before.
Her attention was only shifted away from the redhead when she felt Stan’s arm come around her shoulder. She couldn’t help but snicker at his comment before smiling at Lana. “Yeah, sure, I can buy you a drink, sweetheart,” she replied with a nod. Scout had accumulated quite a bit of money after pickpocketing random people in the crowd, so she could afford to buy a drink or two.
Once the pill was pressed in her hand, she grinned before popping the tab in her mouth, letting it sit on her tongue. “To the bar!” she proclaimed, raising her fist in the air with gusto before laughing. She grabbed Stan’s hand then Lana’s with her other, not really caring if they lost Aryyn in the mix. The blonde would probably just cling to Stan as they made their way to the bar anyway.
Scout zigzagged her way through the crowd, bouncing along to the music as she made her way to the bar, keeping herself linked to Stan and Lana. When they reached the bar, she gave their hands a quick tug before her arms went around both of them. Since they just so happened to be a few feet away from Jack, she nodded in acknowledgement before smiling. “Hey, I like your shirt. Takes someone with some balls to wear something like that,” she commented over the roar of the music before focusing back on her best friend and the saucy redhead now in their company.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” she inquired.
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Post by Chip on Aug 10, 2014 17:45:03 GMT
“Buy me a drink too!” Stan half whined, clinging to Scout as she led he and Lana through the crowd and over towards the drinks being sold. He didn’t like that Scouts attention was divided now—he liked it when all focus was on him. He did appreciate the drug, though, and slipped it into his mouth with ease.
He didn’t much care if his cousin followed them either, leaving her behind as he kept up with Scout and Lana, heading over towards the drinks. He heard Arryn protesting the tablets—something about food from strangers—but he toned it out.
When Scout draped her arms around the both of them, Stan puffed out his cheeks in a fish face and made glub glub sounds in Scout’s ear, pulling himself closer to her, making sure he was closer than Lana was.
Stan looked at the scantily clad woman in front of them and saw whatever drink she’d gotten, which was a white and red looking mixture. His eyes widened. “I want whatever she had! The white and red thing!” He exclaimed, loud enough for the person distributing the drinks to hear. Stan spared a glance at Jack and grinned, leaning heavily on Scout so that he could lift up a foot and tap Jack on the stomach. He quickly put his foot down so that he didn’t trip.
“Jiggle jiggle. I like it!” He said, winking at the other guy. Then he glanced back over at the bartender.
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Arryn had wanted to stop her cousin from taking that pill, but she’d been too late and too weak. It was already in his mouth and if he died from some stranger giving him an overdose she’d feel completely responsible.
“Stan—Stan! I know you’re coping but this—this is too—“ She couldn’t be heard over the crowd and Stan was already walking away from her. “Stanley! Stanley don’t leave me here—please—“
He’d already disappeared with Lana and Scout and Arryn tried to follow after them but the crowd had other ideas. Arryn was shoved around at the crowds mercy. Without Stan there to shove people aside she was horribly weak and couldn’t go much of anywhere on her own. A strange boy in a pee colored shirt that had FUCK written across he tried to dance with her and Arryn tried to get away, the lights flashing making everything seem like it was in a stop motion film. She tried to shove through the crowd but she couldn’t. Her tiny body was now completely hidden and she couldn’t even see the door.
Arryn eventually thought she was making headway and saw the light, slowly making her way towards it. On her way, though, she felt a pressure on her rear end and yelped, turning around, but whoever had touched her was lost in the crowd, bouncing around and screaming along with the music Arryn was starting to hate. Arryn turned back to go to the entrance again but it was hidden in the time she’d looked away.
She wound up being shoved around and knocked into another couple, bumping right into the boy. Arryn straightened herself out and turned, only to find that she’d bumped into the tie wearing stranger and the Lana looking girl.
“Oh—I’m, uhm, I’m sorry.” She said. Normally she’d make a comment to Lana, something like of course you’d enjoy it here but decided it was more important to get out of this crowd in one piece. She frantically looked around for the archway into the lobby as the bass dropped.
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Post by carmen on Aug 10, 2014 18:28:27 GMT
Jack made his way over to the bar and looked around. He saw Lana talking to the group over by the body painting station. He had the sneaking suspicion that she may have some luck with them, especially if they were looking to have a good time. He also noticed the girl from his homeroom class, Arryn, was there as well. He wondered if she would like to dance, but first he needed some liquid courage.
He turned to the bartender and ordered three shots. Jack was anything but a lightweight, and even when he did get drunk he still enjoyed overindulging some. He liked to get to the point just before he got sloppy, he felt infinitely more confident when he was drunk. He poured the shots one after the other in succession down his throat. He handed the bartender some cash, then decided to make some friends. He smiled as the group made their way towards him.
Danny smiled at Chastity and nodded, "That sounds great," he said, "Maybe then we wouldn't stand out so much." He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her along with him to the dance floor.
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Post by Melanie on Aug 10, 2014 18:41:08 GMT
Glancing briefly at the drink selection, Lana decided to go for something that would definitely get her going. She contemplated between ordering a Sex on the Beach or even just some tequila shots. "I'll have a Caribbean iced tea please. Extra tequila and vodka." Lana finally decided, somewhat shouting to the bartender. A Caribbean iced tea had a mix of liquors and just one glass was enough to get her tipsy.
She saw that Scout and Stan spoke to Jack, she grinned at her friend in his crop top. "Woah buddy, showing too much skin might attract the creeps." Lana teased, making an observation of the irony in that statement.
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As Chastity was whisked away to the dance floor, she spotted someone familiar. Was that...Arryn? No way... she wouldn't come to something like this...Part of Chastity wanted to go back to her friend, but an even stronger part just wanted to dance and feel the lights dancing off of her body.
Once among the mass of people, Chastity felt the music run through her muscles. It was a very unusual feeling for her and she couldn't explain it. Without thinking over her decision, Chastity pressed up against Danny's body and began seductively dancing.
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Post by Becca on Aug 10, 2014 19:33:47 GMT
Scout glanced at her friend as he whined before laughing. “Oh, of course I’ll buy you a drink too, baby. I swiped enough to afford a couple rounds,” she smirked, reaching between her breast to pull out a roll of bills. There was still plenty of work she could do tonight, and she liked the challenge that came with pickpocketing from people in skin-tight outfits; however, now she would enjoy the company of the beautiful people around her.
Her nose wrinkled as Stan made noises in her ear, turning toward him to push him away by the face playfully. He certainly was getting rather close, and she wondered if it had something to do with her flirting with Lana. Either way, she didn’t mind being extremely close to her best friend, even if he was making fish noises in her ear for no apparent reason. Perhaps the E was already starting to hit him or something.
“Alright, and one of those white and red things and a Caribou Lou,” she ordered after Lana finished asking for her drink. It was essentially a pina colada on the rocks with a hell of a kick with Bacardi 151 mixed in, perfect to get a good buzz without the strong liquor taste. Scout leaned against the counter, making eyes at the bartender in hopes he would lower the cost for them. She watched as their drinks were rather sloppily made given it wasn’t a real bar. Either way, they would be getting their drinks.
Once the drinks were set down on the counter, Scout slid a bill over the counter and winked at the man before tucking the rest of her money back between her breasts. “Time to get this party going!” she announced with a smirk as she raised her glass in the air before tilting her head back and taking a long sip. A cheeky grin pulled at her lips before she looked from Stan to Lana. Finally her eyes rested on Jack.
She raised a brow as she watched him down three shots and laughed at the comment Lana made. “Oh, I think he’s already attracted a creep or two,” Scout commented teasingly before winking at him,running her tongue over her top lip. She’d never been with a bigger guy before, and if things didn’t work out with Stan or Lana perhaps he could be another choice. Scout took another sip of her drink and swayed to the music. “Come on, bitches, hurry up and finish your drinks. I want to dance!”
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Post by carmen on Aug 10, 2014 20:05:31 GMT
Jack smirked at the attention he was getting. He wasn't sure which person was more attractive to him, the girl or the guy. If he ended up taking one of them home he'd consider it a success. He smiled at Scout and her compliment, "Thanks," he said, "I'm kinda of a suckered for attention, whether it be negative or positive. This shirt always seems to do the trick. And I know all the chubby chasers out there are creaming themselves right now, so that's a plus."
He decided to order a beer, not wanting to hang around at the bar with them without drinking anything. He took a sip and winked at Stan. He could tell he was trying to get a rise out of him, but he didn't mmind. "If you want a piece of this, babe, all you have to do is ask."
Danny's eyes widened as Chastity started to get a little bit more intimate with her dancing. He was slightly taken aback by her confidence -- she was usually such a timid girl. Hell, Jack and Lana's favorite word to describe her was 'prude.' She definitely wasn't acting like a prude now, though.
He decided to go with it, using the provocative dance moves he like to employ when he was on stage. He swung his hips seductively and grinder up against her, using his hand placed on the small of her back to press her closer to him. This was a chance to let loose, anyway, so he might as well take it.
"You're really good at this," he said, leaning in to say it into her ear so she could hear him over the music, "Do you have a secret double life that I don't know about?"
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Post by Melanie on Aug 10, 2014 20:40:12 GMT
"Ooh you better take that offer, Stan." Lana teased Stan as she gave his shoulder a small nudge. Once their drinks arrived, Lana held her drink up to Scouts. "Cheers girlie!" Lana said in a sing song voice before greedily gulping her drink. The warm mixture of tequila hit her throat in the most pleasant way. The benefit of ecstasy was just feeling everything with a heightened sense. Her body felt everything. It felt like the ground was a trampoline and she just wanted to jump and grind to the music.
The bass dropped aggressively and Lana chugged down her drink before looking to the members of her party. "I looooove this song. Let's fucking dance!" She shouted over the music.
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Their bodies seemed to melt together at this moment, and the music danced off of Chastity's skin. She had no idea what was going on with her, but she had a feeling that Lana had something to do with it.
Purple velvety couches along the back of the body painting station had caught her attention. She pulled Danny with her out of the crowd and quickly made her way to the couches. She passed her sister at the bar, Lana gave her sister a thumbs up before turning back to her group.
Really not knowing what was coming over her, Chastity pushed Danny onto the couch and proceeded to straddle his lap. Once they were face to face, Chastity leaned in so that their foreheads touched. "Danny, you're so hot. Like I can't even handle it right now." She whispered before leaning in to kiss him.
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Post by Chip on Aug 10, 2014 21:12:24 GMT
“Good!” Stan said, grinning when the bartender handed him his drink. He didn’t pay any mind to how the drink was sloppily made. All he cared about was the final product, getting it in his hands. He took a long sip of the drink and furrowing his brows. It was vodka, he could tell, but there was a hint of a fruity flavor in there as well. Was that strawberry? The longer he sipped his drink the better it tasted. He grinned. It was sweeter than he’d imagined it to be, but he didn’t object at all!
He already was feeling like he was on top of the world, the entrance to the rave room already inviting as the strobe lights flickered and flashed in the darkness, illuminating the crowd for mere seconds at a time at different angles, frozen in time. He wanted to be a part of that crowd. He could feel the music already, pounding through his veins.
He rose his eyebrows over at Lana, then turning over towards Jack.
“A piece of that? What, you gonna… like, serve yourself? On a patter?” Stan asked, shrugging his shoulders. He turned towards Lana and took a loud breath with an open mouth that sounded like a snort, throwing his arm across her shoulders and leaning about half of his weight on her. “I should take up the ham’s offer? Only if he’s honey glazed to go with it!”
He winked back at Jack. Though the comment was rude Stan had only meant it in good humor—hell, he’d never been very polite at all. He did love ham, after all! His eyes bounced down to Lana’s cleavage as she talked and it moved before he moved his eyes back over at Scout when Lana brought up dancing. “I CALL DANCING WITH SCOUT!” He declared, as though he was calling the shotgun seat for a long car ride.
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Arryn could barely breathe in this crowd! She tried to find her way back towards the exit again. She didn’t notice Lana lookalike and Danny head out towards the purple couches. The music was thudding through her body and Arryn had to maneuver herself to avoid getting crushed by the dancers. A few people cat called at her and one particularly brave woman had placed her hand son Arryn’s hips and tried to get the girl to dance with her. Arryn had wrestled herself away, not daring to look away from the arch leading to the lobby.
She shuffled away from the girl, feeling violated, and passed a couple that looked like they were having sex right there on the dance floor with the way their bodies pressed so closely together and the woman threw her head back in pleasure. Arryn gasped and her face grew pink as she quickly looked away.
Honestly! These people needed more control! This was out of hand!
She eventually got closer to the body panting and the lobby, taking a long breath as she exited the room. The thudding bass and the obscene lyrics were no longer assaulting her ears at the volume they once had been in. She looked around the bar for her cousin but couldn’t tell him apart from anyone—he wasn’t the only tall male in green light up glasses. She reached up a hand and patted down her hair, making sure nothing was in it, and then fixed her shirt, which had ridden up slightly due to the forward woman’s attempt at dancing. Arryn moved past the bar, not seeing anyone though she was visible, heading towards the doors for some air. However that was when she saw her face—Lana, her hair dyed presumably to match the rave or something. Over on the couches and straddling some poor man’s lap. She approached the duo, though she found it nauseating. Upon closer inspections he saw the man was Danny and her eyes widened in shock. Chastity was fond of him, wasn’t she? And Lana was using him as a—as a sex toy! That was it, Arryn would not allow Lana do to that, even if it was none of her business. That was her best friend's crush, after all, and the very thought of Lana taking advantage of him...
Arryn stormed over and put her hand on Chastity’s shoulder, still thinking it was Lana, pulling her away so that she was forced to look at her face.
“When will you learn to control yourself?! Living your life like this, going to these kinds of clubs, taking advantage of men like this, doing these drugs and doing such a vial thing like this in public! How is any of this pleasurable, Lana? Think about what you're doing to yourself, to your body!”
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Post by Becca on Aug 10, 2014 21:35:11 GMT
“Well, you certainly have my attention,” Scout commented to Jack, smirking when he mentioned chubby chasers. It was certainly something she was curious about, it would be something different than banging the skeevy people who hung around her apartment. She took a sip of her drink and ended up snorting half of it out of her nose at the comment Stanley made about Jack being a ham. He always was good at those snippy remarks of his. “Hell, you’re making my mouth water with all this talk of food!” she remarked before nudging Stan.
The dance floor was calling her name, and now that she had her drink and E she was ready to go. She quickly finished off the rest of her drink before setting the empty glass on the top of the makeshift bar counter. Squeezing her eyes shut, she shook off the taste of the liquor before grinning excitedly at the others. Scout felt good, very good, like she was invincible. Tonight was going to be her night. She would let loose and cause chaos, all without batting an eye.
“Yes, please! Momma needs to move!” Scout agreed as she shook her hips. She smirked, winking at Stanley when he called out all too quickly that he called dancing with her. Tapping the tip of his nose, she giggled. “Hell, everyone can have a turn, now let’s get out on that dance floor! And maybe some body painting later,” she suggested with a wicked grin before her eyes flickered between Jack and Lana.
She slipped up to Lana, hooking a finger in the waistband of her hot pants before pulling her closer. “Think you can keep up?” she questioned, her lips inches from the other girls before she cast a smirk over at the two boys. Without another word she turned toward the entrance of the rave room and headed inside. The beat started to surge through her veins once more, the liquor and Ecstasy intensifying the strobe lights. She pushed her way through the crowd of dancing bodies before choosing a spot to start dancing.
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Post by carmen on Aug 11, 2014 0:07:51 GMT
Jack rolled his eyes playfully at Stans comment. He was used to jabs like that and they didn't bother him too much. "You talking about food is only making me hornier," he joked, then smiled at Scout, "That's all I'm asking for."
He watched as Scout and Lana got a little touchy-feely. He watched them and couldn't help but enjoy the show. However, he noticed that that left him and Stan left in the dust. He raised his eyebrows at him, "I think they're leaving us to fend for ourselves," he said to Stan, "Maybe we should just dance together until the girls give us an opening."
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Danny couldn't believe his eyes when Chastity started to drag him towards the purple couches. He though he had her all figured out, but now she was being the most forward he had ever seen. He wondered if it just ran in the family -- they way she was acting definitely reminded him of Lana. He often saw her doing the exact same thing to guys after their shows.
He gave a small gasp when his back hit the couch. He didn't know what to think when she began to kiss him, but his first instinct was to kiss her back. He placed his hands on her hips and deepened the kiss, doing it more so out of necessity than passion. He knew what she wanted, and he didn't want to disappoint her. He didn't particularly want to kiss her or enjoy kissing her. But he didn't want to let her down either, so he moaned and bit her bottom lip. It was more of a chore than a make out session to him, but he obliged.
Suddenly he felt Chastity being ripped off if him. He noticed Arryn scolding her and immediately came to her rescue.
"Arryn, it's just Chastity. Don't worry about us, okay? It's not like we're going to hang sex or anything. Just let us be," he said. He took Chastity's hand and led her away, taking a couple steps back.
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Post by Melanie on Aug 11, 2014 0:20:17 GMT
A pulse ran straight through her body and right to her vagina, she definitely felt and electricity coming from Scout's touch. She tried to steady her breathing as her breath hitched in her throat. When she came to her senses again she smirked at Scout. Leaning in even closer to her she whispered back, "Is that even a question doll?" Lana began grinding up against Scout with an urgency. This hook up needed to happen tonight.
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As Danny deepened their kiss, Chastity tried to control herself. Suddenly she felt Danny pulling away from her and her eyes widened in confusion. Behind her she was shocked to see Arryn.
"Oh! Arryn hey I didn't..." Chastity began, but before she could finish, Danny was quickly pulling her away.
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Post by Chip on Aug 11, 2014 1:13:01 GMT
When Stan succeeded in making his friend laugh he grinned, finishing up the drink he’d selected. He threw the bottle in the trash and turned around, facing away from the bartender, his cousin all but forgotten by this point. Had he brought her? Stan probably wouldn’t remembered until he saw the blonde again or was reminded.
He followed the others into the rave again, this time the flashing colors and moving bodies much more of a blur. He didn’t recognize anyone but the group he’d somehow integrated into (it started out him and Scout, but the others were apparently part of it too, he guessed) so it was just a sea of colorful and illuminated faces. When they got in the crowd he started dancing on his own, a few people gravitating towards him. He heard Jack speak up and turned towards the other male, blinking before he looked over at the girls. Unlike a lot of guys—well—most of the guys in this crowd, anyway—the two girls dancing on one another didn’t necessarily make Stan excited or appreciate a view. Instead he felt a twinge of jealousy because that was his best friend. He wanted in there, too!
“You can dance by yourself if you want, Hammy, but I’m going in!” Stan said, clapping Jack strongly on the shoulder before he turned towards the girls. He licked his lower lip before he crouched, heading right towards the grinding girls.
Stan wiggled his way between their legs first, then did a shimmy right up between them, doing a very showy and slightly offensive interpretation of a belly dance to the beat of the remixed song Bad Touch blasting from the speakers. Once he was standing straight between the grinding girls he grinned down at them, wiggling his body to the side and keeping his ridiculous dancing going. He looked very out of place—like a jack-in-the-box. Assuming the box in this scenario were the girls.
“Huh, I don’t think I know how to dance to this song. Either of you wanna teach me?” Stan jokingly asked, not really caring that a few guys (and maybe there was a lesbian or two in there, either way he didn’t care) watching the girls were slightly disappointed.
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She was sure acting like Lana. Arryn didn’t quite know how to feel. She felt like Chastity must have lied to her. If she was comfortable doing these kinds of things, then maybe she came here often. Arryn didn’t know the real Lana was here. For all she knew, Chastity had come of her own free will.
When Danny pulled Chastity off and started to drag her away, Arryn turned towards the young couple, not believing them even when Danny said they wouldn’t be having sex. What, wasn’t that what all guys said when they got caught with a girl they shouldn’t be with? And if they weren’t having sex, what was the point of that thing they were doing with their mouths?
“Why are you here—“ Arryn asked, following Danny and Chastity as she was led off towards god knows where. Arryn wasn’t going to just leave them be. What if this guy wasn’t what Chastity thought he was? He was Lana’s friend. What if he buttered Chastity up and got her to come to this with him, and then drugged her, and then—then—
She reached out and grabbed Chastity’s shoulder with a determined look in her eyes before they could get too far, ensuring she didn’t lose them. “Why are you here, Chastity?! Is this some—is this his idea for a date?!”
Her tone came out as slightly accusatory, but she was furious! How could she not be, given the circumstances?
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Post by Becca on Aug 11, 2014 1:36:21 GMT
Scout’s smiled in her success, having snagged what she considered a rather good-looking bunch to dance with. However, she felt obliged to lock in on Lana who was certainly the most into it. The girl had moves, she had to admit, plus she knew what she was doing. Sure, Stanley’s goofy dancing was adorable, but it didn’t get her going as much as the redhead’s grinding. She bit down on her bottom lip, swiveling her hips as she moved her ass against Lana’s front.
The ecstasy and flashing lights had her sense in overdrive, her body already quivering with excitement. She turned around to face her female dancing partner, resting her hands on Lana’s hips before she pulled the girl closer and moved along with her, gyrating their bodies flush against each other. It wasn’t hard to see a few partygoers had stopped to watch the girl-on-girl action, but Scout didn’t mind the attention they were providing. In fact, it made her want to cause even more of a scene. One of Scout’s hands ran up Lana’s body and hooked in her hair, tilting her head back to lick her neck.
She giggled against the other girls skin and continued to move, the beat almost as fast as how hard her heart was pounding. Then she felt herself slowly separating from her female companion. It took a moment for her foggy mind to register it was Stan slowly inching his way in between them. She should have guessed it would be him, trying to horn in on the action. Her brow raised at his poor excuse for dancing, but at least he was having fun doing it, plus it was entertaining to watch. “Stan, your dance skills are definitely lacking!”she shouted over the music, giving her best friend a toothy grin before silently shaking her head, “Here.”
She faced Stan, resting her hands on his sides before she guided his hips with each movement to the beat of the music. “It’s all in the hips...just try not to get hard!” Scout explained with a wink before grinding her hips against his. She looked over Stan’s shoulder at Lana and winked at the other girl before looking over her shoulder to where Jack was standing. “Come on, there’s plenty of room left for one more!” she shouted at him with a wolfish grin.
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Post by Melanie on Aug 13, 2014 19:17:11 GMT
A few bystanders had stopped to watch the action unfolding in front of them, but then again who wouldn't stop to watch some girl on girl action. Lana was getting into it as she felt Scout grind up against her even harder, she felt her skin heating up with every movement from Scout and as Lana turned around to lean in and desperately kiss this girl, Stan decided to pop in and pussy block.
Sure Lana was ticked off by this little stunt that Stan had pulled, but being on the Ecstasy meant keeping a chilled out mood. Instead of letting it bother her too much she began to grind against Stan who now danced in between her and Scout. His dance moves clearly weren't that good, but it was actually kind of cute.
"Mmmm you know what I want to do right now? Make out with someone." She said loud enough for Scout and Stan to hear it, but the comment was pointed to Scout. Lana bit her lip then gave her a wink.
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Post by Chip on Aug 18, 2014 23:00:30 GMT
Stan grinned when both of the girls were, essentially, forced to deal with him. He didn’t seem to care that Lana looked like she’d rather he not, or that he looked completely out of place between the girls. He ignored the slight commentary anyone but Scout had on his dance skills.
When she started to move her hips with his Stan followed her movements, going along fairly easily. He still preferred to dance ridiculously, though. Remove the clothing and what they were doing right now was essentially humping, which itself was fun, but with clothes on it was dry humping at most. It was so much more fun to pose like a disco dancer and wiggle your body around to the beat! He wanted to grab Scout and twirl away and actually had half a mind to do just that. Hell, maybe he’s start twerking on Lana while he spun his best friend around. Now THAT sounded like a party.
“Hey, you sure liked it when I got hard last night.” Stan joked, even though last night he had not gotten hard and, even if he did, Scout was not present. He was about to start his plan to twirl when he heard Lana behind him and blinked, staring over at the other girl as he moved his hips against Scout’s. He caught Lana’s wink towards Scout and puffed out his lips. Make outs generally required two people. He’d never made out with three people before.
Besides, he never liked to share.
So, Stan raised his hand up and pressed his thumb on the underside of his middle finger. The pose he held his hand it was a sock puppet pose, with the fingers opening and closing in the form of a mouth. He grinned and then shoved the tips of his fingers right against Lana’s lips, before spreading them over so her mouth was, essentially, covered by his palm. He kept pulling it back and making suction cup noises with his mouth that could barely be heard by Lana and Scout. Sure, this gesture was stupid and completely childish, but Stan was just that. Stupid and childish.
He laughed as he waited to stir up some kind of reaction from the girl, not pulling away yet as his eyes drifted over to his friend.
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