Lucas covered his mouth when he heard Alora screech, he mentally began to consider the pros and cons of standing up. He would have to face her wrath sooner or later, if he did it now it wouldn’t be fun granted, if he let her stew though the chance of it just being worse was highly possible. At Alexis’ words Lucas furrowed his brow. He didn’t have a crush on Alora. He wanted her body sure, wanted a week or two wrapped in the alabaster silk she called her skin but, a crush? Lucas didn’t want to think about that, instead he stood up, holding the ice bucket as well as margarita mix.<br/><br/>“What? I know you don’t exactly like the idea of margarita’s as they are cheap drinks but I think they might really be a hit tonight, especially if we put a tiny bit of blood in the strawberry ones.” He set all the ingredients he’d grabbed out, as well as the self warming flask that held a small amount of blood in it, most of the time it was to keep people happy, but occasionally he used it in drinks.<br/><br/>Alice felt her back hit a wall and she looked up at Andrew, her hands sliding under his shirt with ease, as he nipped at her lips. Snaking her tongue out she made a slow trail around his. “I really do have to get up early.” She said softly moving her lips away from his leaving little kisses along his jaw as one hand slid down from his chest to caress his dick through his pants. “I’m supposed to go and get a job.” She added kissing his neck, nipping at it though her teeth weren’t as gentle.