05.Aug.12, 04:52 AM
Being drunk makes you flight-sober.
Being drunk makes you flight sober!
Shards, R'nd was a genius! I'shan's eyes widened and he burst into a radiant smile as the words sank in. "No wonder I don't have a boner!" he squealed with infantile delight as he took a wobbly step towards B'jin. "Because guys: I am so drunk. I am sooooo-"
Oh! B'jin!
I'shan's arms collapsed around the greenrider who'd so kindly nestled into him. Granted, it was a very abrupt and rough nestle, and it came right after B'jin slapped the wherry out of the nice man opposite them, but snuggles were snuggles. I'shan instinctively squeezed and pressed a kiss against the man's cheek. "Awww, B'jin! I love you too best buddy, you sexy, handsome, green-riding-"
Ah, there it was. The one thing that was missing, late to the party. I'shan smirked and ran his tongue down B'jin's cheek in a slow, lusty manner while softly pushing his hips forward to share. "Hmmm, I didn't know you felt that way..."
Well, apparently he didn't. Before I'shan's hands could finish their initial sweep of the greenrider's body, B'jin had wiggled away. I'shan pouted furiously. No fun!
In his drunken state, he didn't stop to think that N'gelt wouldn't have approved of his behavior. Well, at least not if he knew the flight wasn't real. Flights were flights, though! I'shan took an even wobblier step towards B'jin and the new man that had him in his arms.
"Hey brownie! Get your hands off my greenrider!" he spat, shoulders arching and eyes narrowing like a ticked off feline.
S'kef, as luck would have it, cared remarkably little. Coincidentally, I'shan was small enough to bounce really far when punched.
Being drunk makes you flight sober!
Shards, R'nd was a genius! I'shan's eyes widened and he burst into a radiant smile as the words sank in. "No wonder I don't have a boner!" he squealed with infantile delight as he took a wobbly step towards B'jin. "Because guys: I am so drunk. I am sooooo-"
Oh! B'jin!
I'shan's arms collapsed around the greenrider who'd so kindly nestled into him. Granted, it was a very abrupt and rough nestle, and it came right after B'jin slapped the wherry out of the nice man opposite them, but snuggles were snuggles. I'shan instinctively squeezed and pressed a kiss against the man's cheek. "Awww, B'jin! I love you too best buddy, you sexy, handsome, green-riding-"
Ah, there it was. The one thing that was missing, late to the party. I'shan smirked and ran his tongue down B'jin's cheek in a slow, lusty manner while softly pushing his hips forward to share. "Hmmm, I didn't know you felt that way..."
Well, apparently he didn't. Before I'shan's hands could finish their initial sweep of the greenrider's body, B'jin had wiggled away. I'shan pouted furiously. No fun!
In his drunken state, he didn't stop to think that N'gelt wouldn't have approved of his behavior. Well, at least not if he knew the flight wasn't real. Flights were flights, though! I'shan took an even wobblier step towards B'jin and the new man that had him in his arms.
"Hey brownie! Get your hands off my greenrider!" he spat, shoulders arching and eyes narrowing like a ticked off feline.
S'kef, as luck would have it, cared remarkably little. Coincidentally, I'shan was small enough to bounce really far when punched.