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Post by nelly on Jun 29, 2010 23:23:38 GMT -5
*Finally, they reached the top, climbed over the fence and took a breather. A guard who had recieved word from below that they were coming approached them. Nelly didn't want to deal with someone she couldn't understand, so she just punched him in the face, knocking him out. She then took Conner's hand, led him to the other side of the platform and kissed him hard. Her arms went inside his jacket, as if to keep warm, since it was a little chilly up here. But instead, she slyly reached in the pocket and pulled out the bottle. She then backed off, knowing he would not be pleased. She had a playful look on, holding the bottle carefully. She moved it one way, then the other, then drank half of it down. Man that stuff was strong! She coughed and spilt a little, but immediately felt the effects.*
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Post by conner on Jun 29, 2010 23:31:25 GMT -5
*Conner was glad to be at the top and even more glad to recieve the kiss from Nelly. But when he saw what she had he got worried.*
Nelly, give that back.
*When she drank some he couldn't help but think "oh crap."*
Nelly are you ok.
*He imediatly walked over and took the bottle from her hands. He knew the effect that it had on him. It was strong enought to make him feel a little drunk. But that was the entire thing, ofcorse she wasn't like him.*
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Post by nelly on Jun 29, 2010 23:36:37 GMT -5
*Nelly immediately lost her balance and fell on Conner. She pushed herself off him and stood there, gathering her senses. But of course, she was out of her senses. She took off the jean jacket that she had on and threw it on the ground. Nelly then looked Conner right in the eyes and gave him an evil grin. She started unbuttoning her skirt.*
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Post by conner on Jun 29, 2010 23:42:26 GMT -5
*Conner rushed up to her and stoped her. He then grabed her jacket and pulled her onto his back and started down. He would use the excuse that she was drunken out of her minds to get past the Police.*
*Luckily it worked, but they worned him, in very scary sounding french.*
Gosh I thought that everything people sayd in France was suposed to sound romantic.
*He walked her back to the hotel. He felt that he had done this before. He got back to the Hotel and walked up to their room. He then set her on the bed and he went and prepared a drink for himself. He was exhosted from their little climb. He mixed a selection of three of the most alchoholic wines that they had there and then put a little bit of what was in the bottle into the drink. He then started to drink it.*
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Post by nelly on Jun 29, 2010 23:50:05 GMT -5
*Nelly was pretty good the whole way, laying limp as she was carted back to the room. But when he put her on the bed, she sat there and watched him pour the drink, the surroundings starting to blur and move in strange ways. When he started drinking, Nelly grabbed the bottle again and drank the rest down, even if Conner tried to stop her. Now, she was completely smashed. Nelly tore off her skirt, then her blouse, and jumped on the bed. She knelt there, looking sultry and seductive. She held out one hand and extended on finger, as if telling him to come get her.*
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Post by conner on Jun 29, 2010 23:54:21 GMT -5
*Conner new that there was no stopping her now. She would get what she wanted, one way or another. He then drank the rest of what he had dished for himself and started to walk back over to Nelly. He took of his shirt and he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her pationatly. He knew that she was drunk and would mostlikely not remember this night, but he would, and if she really wanted to know he would tell her that she started it and drank something that was more alchohol than anything else.*
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Post by nelly on Jun 29, 2010 23:59:17 GMT -5
*Nelly ripped at Conners pants as he kissed her and pushed them off him. She pulled him back and they fell back on the bed, Conner on top of her. She then pushed him to the side and had him underneath her. Her legs stratled him as she unclipped her bra and threw it on the ground. She lunged for him and kissed him more, clawing her own panties off. She started getting so rough that she clawed at his skin and bit his lips or neck.*
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Post by conner on Jun 30, 2010 0:03:24 GMT -5
*Conner was a bit suprised at what Nelly was doing but he was getting into it. As they kissed for some reason his mind started to get fuzzy again and he started to not realize what he was doing. His hands were now on her back and corressing her entire back, up to her head. He then let her hair down, it falling all over the place.*
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Post by nelly on Jun 30, 2010 0:09:27 GMT -5
((And because we want to abide by the rules of Proboards... and I don't really think I'm going to go beyong this point, they had a very fun afternoon in the bed.))
*Nelly laid on her side of the bed, her chest moving up and down quickly. It had been rough, to say the least. They were now under the covers and both were glistening with sweat. Nelly's mind had cleared a little, but she was still very drunk and was half asleep already. Her drowsy mind vowed to never steal alcohol from Conner again.*
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Post by conner on Jun 30, 2010 0:15:06 GMT -5
*Conner layed on his side of the bed, now asleep and not knowing what they had done. He would remember later, if he focused on this time.*
*The next morning Conner woke up, he had most of the covers. When he got out of bed he realized that he wasn't wearing anything. He saw the cloths strewned about and realized that something had happend. He then remembered what Nelly had done. He looked at her, sleeping. She looked so comfortable. He placed the covers back over her and then went into the bathroom. He stared up the shower and started to wash his hair. But before he did he sighed. He just let the water fall on him. He stood there with his head against the tiled wall as the water ran down his back.*
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Post by nelly on Jun 30, 2010 0:23:00 GMT -5
*Nelly had been between sleep and wakefullness when she felt her cold feeling disappear. She was warm again. But then she woke up. Her eyes opened slowely, focusing. She moved her head to where Conner would be, but he was gone. Then she realized the shower was running. She sat up and realized her clothes were scattered on the floor again. What happened? Then she remembered the whole Eiffel Tower fiasco. But then, it blurred up at the top. She didn't remember anything after that. And then, the pain hit her like a brick wall. She fell back on her pillow and held her head. Nelly moaned a bit, tears seeping out of her scrunched eyes. This was unbearable. Excruciating. She tore around in the sheets for a second, then opened her eyes wide. As she held herself there, she could feel the pain seep away. But unbeknownst to Nelly, the sheets above her started melting, dripping off the edges of the bed and finally turning to dust. Next her power attacked the the lamp next to her and within a few seconds, it was just a pile of dust. Things around the room started dissintegrating, but Nelly's pain kept leaving and it was almost all gone.*
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Post by conner on Jun 30, 2010 0:29:55 GMT -5
*In the shower Conner was trying to remember the detales of last nights events. He remembered that Nelly got unbeleavitly drunk and striped down to her underwear, then he went over to her. But then it started to get fuzzy. That never happened to him. He wondered what was wrong with him. But he quickly washed his hair, condishoned it and then washed off himself. Getting out of the shower he grabed a nice clean towel and wraped it around his waist. He then walked out to see that things were disintagrating. He rushed over to Nelly.*
Nelly are you ok.
*Worry struk him and all he wanted to do was make her feel better. He was sure it was from the alchohol that she stoll from him.*
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Post by nelly on Jun 30, 2010 0:32:59 GMT -5
*The sound of his voice was the only thing that made Nelly get out of her little stitch. She fell back on her pillow and her eyes closed. She started crying. She didn't remember a thing of last night and she had just destroying things in their hotel. This was not turning out how she had expected. She whispered softly.*
"I'm so sorry..."
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Post by conner on Jun 30, 2010 0:35:28 GMT -5
*Conner was now by her side.*
No it's not your fault, it's mine.
*He admited that he should have never brought that stuff. Things were still hazy with his memory but he had an idea of what had happened.*
Just calm down and we can talk about this.
*He was almost afraid to tell her what she had done.*
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Post by nelly on Jun 30, 2010 0:38:35 GMT -5
*Nelly did calm down and sat up, pulling the sheet beneath her up and over her, covering herself. She wiped her mascara, which had not been removed the day before, that had run. She looked at Conner, red eyed.*
"What happened?"
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