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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 22:50:45 GMT -5
*Drake groaned and lay down again.* "You're hopeless..."
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Post by Ze on Jun 19, 2006 22:54:45 GMT -5
"no, I just like sex."
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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 23:00:20 GMT -5
*Drake just grabbed one of the pillows, pulling it over his head. He mumbled through it, his voice almost a whine.* "Wilde... Why must you torture me...?"
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Post by Ze on Jun 19, 2006 23:01:59 GMT -5
"cause I'm horny!" he whined loudly.
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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 23:09:30 GMT -5
"You're always horny! So am I! We're guys! But some things are more important, don't you think?"
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Post by Ze on Jun 19, 2006 23:12:15 GMT -5
"no. nein. I can't rest until I'm tired Drake and I'm not tired!" he whined.
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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 23:19:13 GMT -5
*Drake suddenly tossed the pillow aside, grabbing hold of Wilde and pulling him on top of himself as he kissed him passionately.*
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Post by Ze on Jun 19, 2006 23:21:55 GMT -5
"whoa.." Wilde said against Drake's lips, but didn't hesitate to kiss him back.
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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 23:29:17 GMT -5
*Drake wrapped his arms tightly around Wilde, trying to block out the throbbing ache in his skull.*
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Post by Ze on Jun 19, 2006 23:31:22 GMT -5
"y'know... I was just being annoying..." he said against Drake's lips, "you don't have to do this..." he kissed him again.
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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 23:36:45 GMT -5
"I'm not doing anything..." *Drake spoke in between kisses.* "Besides... room service will be here soon..."
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Post by Ze on Jun 19, 2006 23:39:57 GMT -5
"ok.." he nodded and then he heard a knock on the door and jumped out of bed.
"ooh..." his knee bent a bit, "not the best idea..." he groaned and walked/limped over to the door, opening it for room service.
"yay," Wilde smiled as the cart was wheeled in and the bell boy person walked out.
Wilde closed the door after him and went to get his milkshake.
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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 23:46:44 GMT -5
*Drake just floated his drink over to the bed, although a sudden sharp pain in his head made him drop it just a few feet away. Luckily, he managed to catch it again before it hit the floor. He frowned as the glass reached his hand and, after taking a sip, he glanced at Wilde.* "I should've killed her..."
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Post by Ze on Jun 19, 2006 23:49:11 GMT -5
"why? why would you want to kill her?" he got his milkshake and sat down on the bed, drinking it.
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Post by Kait on Jun 19, 2006 23:50:38 GMT -5
"My head is killing me..." *Drake just sighed, taking another drink.*
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