Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)
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				Title: <strong>Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seranova</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 02:39:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/2e/b0/41/2eb0419ab7ac83240790eadc54f8e76e.jpg)</div> The room had obviously been made up during the day while the occupant was out. The sheets and comforter were pulled tightly over the bed and tucked in that pristine, yet impractical way that always forced the occupant to untuck everything before they could climb in. The floral pattern on the bedding was about as unisex as the hotel could manage, apparently. The pillows under the linens had been fluffed and similarly tucked in a faux pocket within the bedding. Elsewhere, the carpets were recently vacuumed, fresh towels hung and placed. The only evidence, in fact, that the immaculate room had a current occupant was the opened suitcase on the dresser, the various neckties and pair of belts hanging near the door, and the extra pair of shoes at the foot of the bed.<br><br>The balcony outside overlooked the city proper, and the moon above was nearing full. It was the twelfth story of the hotel that contained this particular room, and it was one of the few that had been popularized for the view. The main strip of the town was below, with flashy clubs and entertainment lighting up the street. Luckily, the noise was dampened well enough by the walls and sliding door that inside the room was nearly perfectly silent.<br><br>It was not a cheap room, and booking it had been difficult. But there were instances when being able to show off such extravagances caused the expenses to pay for themselves, at least in benefits.<br><br>There was a strange, muffled bang on the door, as if a body, or tangled bodies had just collided with it. Fumbling and light scratching at the solid door could be heard, mixed with indistinguishable voices and laughter. The sound of a keycard finally finding slot and the beep that granted entrance led way to the door nearly flying open and three forms striding in. The male had his arm around one of the females, while the other female was holding onto a belt-loop and tugging at his tie in a teasing manner.<br><br>The man used his free arm to lift the chin of the brunette and tease his lips across her own, then flashed a teasing grin at her. The trio stumbled into the room half from the few drinks they'd shared and half because they were trying to walk as a single entity. The door closed with a much quieter click as it was designed to automatically.<br><br>David glanced back and forth between the blonde and the brunette and thought back to just how he’d gotten into this rather favorable situation.<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; *</div><br>Several hours earlier, David was walking into what was rumored to be the best club in town. He wasn't impressed, but he was never much of a club-goer as it was. He just really needed a drink (or three) and to blow off some steam. The conference he’d been attending was nearly to a close, and it had been one of the most boring experiences of his professional career.<br><br>At 32 years old, the man had done well for himself. He was making six figures a year as a consultant and worked mostly from home, these days. But this conference, like most, had taken him out of town. He wasn't much a fan of traveling, and less so for seemingly no productive reason. So, here he was, trying to make the best of a rather boring week. Just two more days.<br><br>David ordered a drink from the bar and scanned the expansive club as he waited. His eyes had drifted up to the second floor when the drink was placed before him. He took his first sip and sighed in satisfaction. At least that much was good.<br><br>He paused and tilted his head as he spotted two very attractive women, a blonde and a brunette, at a table nearby. Now, <em>there</em> was something good. He leaned against the bar and watched for a while. It was difficult to say exactly what attracted him, but there was certainly something that made the normally introspective man want to cross the club and speak with them. He sighed softly and clutched his drink as he decided to go for it. After all, what did he have to lose?<br><br>He wasn’t much known for his opening charm, and while he’d had his share of relationships, getting one’s foot in the door was always the hardest part.<br><br>Upon his eventual arrival, he started to speak up above the music as his 6’2” stood above their small table. “Mind if I -” his words were cut off as someone ran into him from behind, causing David to almost lose his drink… right into the blonde’s lap. Thankfully, he managed to catch the glass and redirect the small spillage onto the table, instead. He sighed and glared behind himself at the clearly drunk revelers as they walked away towards some other table.<br><br>“Sorry about that,” he said as he grabbed a cloth napkin from the table and began wiping up his drink. “Mind if I join you while I order another? I’m David. It’s nice to look the fool for you.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 06:37:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/jUxdITR.jpg)</div>The alcohol - what was the name of that drink again? - was definitely surging through Brooke’s veins.&nbsp; She and Beth had only planned to stop for a couple of easy glasses and some conversation after work, and now she was stumbling, falling, tripping, leaning, grabbing and laughing with a stranger she realized she’d met only a few hours ago.&nbsp; Or was it more?&nbsp; She had no idea what time it was, or how much they’d drank. Or how the conversation had shifted to Brooke’s favorite position and Beth’s cup size and David’s desire to see the two of them make out.&nbsp; <br><br>“Of course we can make out.”&nbsp; One of them had said it.&nbsp; Brooke couldn’t remember who.&nbsp; That part was swirling, and somehow he’d bet them they wouldn’t do it.&nbsp; Beth had, even intoxicated, managed to remind Brooke that the middle of the bar might not be the best place for a show.&nbsp; And somehow in the mess of tumbling off her barstool into David’s arms, he’d whispered in her ear that he had a room right upstairs in the hotel just a block away. <br><br>Her eyes scanned the room, and she couldn’t help but be impressed.&nbsp; David either had money, or the company that employed him hooked their employees up.&nbsp; “Wow,” Brooke mouthed, the sound barely audible, as she let go of David’s belt and stumbled into the room.&nbsp; The blonde made a beeline for the balcony, pushing the soft crimson drapes to the side and freeing the lock on the latch.&nbsp; Sliding it open, she stepped into the cool night air, the sound of party goers echoing up and down the street below, rising as voices reverberated off the buildings.&nbsp; Slender fingers curled around the railing as she leaned over, the wind whipping through her hair, jostling it across her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;This was what freedom felt like, when the chains that shackled her to life, to problems, to work and bills, fell off, if even for the temporary moment of the night.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned back around, eyes shifting to watch the other two.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; *</div><br>Brooke was about ready to kill someone.&nbsp; The office had exploded in drama that afternoon when Gordon had stomped past his bank of cubicles and accused Brooke of stealing his sale.&nbsp; Morgan had chimed in on his side - hell everyone knew they were sleeping together after hours - while Trevor stepped up to point out that Gordon had a habit of stealing everyone in the office's clients.&nbsp; &nbsp;Brooke wanted nothing to do with any of them, but when Felicia pointed fingers at Beth, the blonde went on a rampage.&nbsp; No one accused Beth of anything! Which then led to Gordon claiming that Brooke was propping up Beth’s numbers to keep her from getting fired and sleeping with Trevor, while Patricia was fudging her sales and making up clients and by the time Human Resources arrived to sit them all down, the anger and resentment in the office was enough to burn the entire building down. <br><br>She could understand the tension.&nbsp; Sales had been slipping.&nbsp; Their company was going under.&nbsp; Already eight people had been let go for underperforming in a market where performing at all was nearly impossible.&nbsp; Yes, Brooke was helping Beth, but nothing she was doing was illegal or unethical. Competition was tight for clients. Everyone was scrambling.&nbsp; Everyone was afraid they were next on the chopping block.&nbsp; When they weren’t working they were looking for jobs.&nbsp; Or interviewing for jobs.&nbsp; Or talking about other jobs.&nbsp; <br><br>Brooke lifted her cosmopolitan and watched the pink liquid swirl around the glass. “Today was the writing on the wall.&nbsp; You know that place isn’t going to last long.&nbsp; If it isn’t the loss of sales, it’s the way the staff is tearing each other apart.&nbsp; &nbsp;God I hope this interview I have next week pans out.”&nbsp; She shifted her eyes to Beth, but there was still concern there.&nbsp; They’d worked together at Triangles for three years now, since graduating college, ecstatic that they’d managed to land a job at not only the same company, but the same office!&nbsp; Sorority sisters, college roommates, and now co-workers, Beth was her best friend.&nbsp; Brooke would have done anything for the other woman.&nbsp; That included slipping her sales over to Beth’s desk to keep her afloat. The same went the other way, when Brooke had months where her numbers weren’t quite up to par. <br><br>But lately neither of them could manage quota.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Have you had a chance to…Oh My God!” The drink splashed down on the table and Brooke nearly fell from her chair.&nbsp; The handsome man on the other end of the glass smoothly began to wipe up the mess, not a hint of embarrassment on his face.&nbsp; <br><br>Brooke blinked, snapping out of shock.&nbsp; “Uh Sure.&nbsp; I’m Brooke.&nbsp; And I’m sure it was just an accident.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EagleEyes</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 09:15:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://40.media.tumblr.com/3bfdac0860b79d405613e96fd1024405/tumblr_o18ogbyk661sfkxpmo1_400.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div><br>Her heels kept threatening to buckle and send her spilling to the plushly carpeted floor. There had to be something wrong with them. It couldn't possibly have anything to do with the copious amount of drinks she'd consumed in that bar, she was sure. The plan had been to drink a little of the day's stress away and then head home, maybe for pizza and a crappy movie. And yet somehow one drink had turned into five...or was it six. And somewhere along the way the two of them had become three and the journey home had morphed into a drunken stumble down the street and into a hotel she was sure she could barely afford to look at never mind step inside.<br><br>Beth stumbled again as Brooke moved away but luckily the arm around her waist helped keep her on her feet. Just. She turned to look at her saviour, their host and newest friend. Smiling bashfully as her hands landed on his chest, somewhere in the back of her mind a little voice was reminding her that as cute as he was and as fancy as the hotel was, he was still a relative stranger and she probably shouldn't drink any more. It was very unlike them to get so drunk, especially on a work night, and they never went home with strangers. Sure they gave their numbers from time to time but that was about it.<br><br>She lifted one hand to run back through her hair. Somewhere between the office and the club, or between the club and the hotel - she wasn't entirely sure when or where, her tidy ponytail had been taken out and long dark locks kept dropping across her face as a result.<br><br>"Nice place you got here," she purred huskily, glancing across to where Brooke had wandered out onto the balcony. "A lot of room for little old you though. Makes sense to want to share it. Almost a waste not to."<br><br>She leant closer to press a lingering kiss to his cheek, inhaling the scent of his aftershave now mingled with hints of Brooke's perfume and her own. It was a heady blend of scents, delicious and rich. The aroma just as tempting now as it had been when she'd first smelt it, back in the club.<br><br><div align="center">* * *</div><br>"I said, my name's Beth," she raised her voice as he moved closer to hear her better over the music. For the most part it had been pretty quiet but that particular track had gotten louder all of a sudden. "Pleasure to meet you." Her glass had been lifted towards him in a toast of sorts and a long sip taken. He was definitely handsome and the scent of his aftershave was still delighting her nose after he'd moved away again.<br><br>His arrival had been less than smooth, but so far his conversation had been friendly and not as seedy as she'd expected. Most guys who approached them when they were out were anything but subtle in their hopes and desires.<br><br>David, their new acquaintance, seemed genuinely sweet. There were no lines, no cliches, just genuine interest in them and so they'd soon found themselves welcoming him to pull up a stool to their table. His replacement drink had arrived and now they were swapping stories of their days. His seemed to have been significantly less fraught than theirs but certainly just as unpleasant.<br><br>"Days like these make you wonder why you even roll out of bed, right?" Beth joked with a wink of a bright blue eye. "Lately work feels even more of a chore than ever, no acknowledgement of your achievements, everyone's so worried about covering their own ass that they just look for mistakes in every one else to try and hide their own." She sighed and then forced away the frown that had started to crease her brow.<br><br>"Sorry, didn't mean to bring things down. So, David, have you been in town long? You staying out much longer tonight?" A delicate eyebrow quirked curiously. "Anything we can do to convince you to stick around, not often we get out and meet guys like you. Right, Brooke?" She grinned at her friend, looking for any subtle signs that her friend thought differently to her but she was quietly confident she was enjoying the conversation as much as she was. They'd known each other so long that they knew each other almost as well as they knew themselves.<br><br>She knew Brooke's type, it wasn't massively different from her own, and she was sure David fitted into that narrow category rather perfectly. Things had been so stressful lately, maybe a night of letting go was needed. A night of compliments and flirty conversation. Something to help take their minds away from rent due and possible cuts at work. The scene in the office earlier was bound to get back to their supervisor before long and then it could be the beginning of the end. Beth had been applying for jobs, just like everyone had, refreshing her inbox whenever it was quiet and praying for a response with an offer of an interview in it. She had yet to find anything but there was still time. Or at least, she hoped there was.<br><br>Beth drank a little more of her drink, realising her glass was all but empty and waved over towards the barman.<br>"Brooke, you want another? David, something to wet your whistle?" She grinned. It was more fun to flirt than she remembered.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seranova</strong> on <strong>22-01-2016, 03:54:13</strong>
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				David held onto Beth as she stumbled against him and smiled when she leaned up to smell him. His eyes drifted to watch Brooke move away and out to the balcony even as his hand drifted down to Beth’s backside and held her close (and apparently upright) by her well-formed posterior. His head tilted and his smile turned to a bemused smirk as Brooke’s ass came more on display with her leaning over the balcony. When she turned around, he managed to wink and keep her in the corner of his eye even while he lifted Beth’s chin and planted his lips against the brunette’s own. It was more than a tease, this time, but far less than a make-out.<br><br>Like the one he’d challenged from them. He’d almost forgotten.<br><br>He untangled himself from Beth and took her hand to lead her across the room and towards the balcony with Brooke. The wind was gusting, but not too strongly, as they gazed out over the city together for a long few moments. “Not a bad little town,” David muttered into the wind, as he pulled Brooke into his arms and planted a similar kiss on her lips. Upon breaking it, he smiled mischievously and stared into her eyes while he finished his thought. “There are some things that could convince me to come back from time to time.”<br><br>Leaving one arm around Brooke, with hand conveniently settling on her ass, and the other scooping Beth into a very similar grip, he led them back inside and ushered them ahead of himself while he closed the sliding door behind them. He left the heavy curtains open for now, so they could enjoy the view, should they be distracted from other views…<br><br>“Now,” he began, as he shrugged off his coat and tossed it over the arm of one of the chairs nearby. He went to go loosen his tie when he realised it was already hanging loose and the top button of his shirt undone sometime earlier. When had that happened? David shrugged and undid his cuffs, before rolling up his sleeves a few times. He settled into the chair with his elbows on his knees and clasped his hands together.<br><br>“Were you girls all talk when you said you weren’t afraid to make out? Put your money where your mouth is, I say. And yes, pun very intended.” That wicked smile grew as he narrowed his eyes and watched.<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; *</div><br>The drinks were certainly flowing. His newfound friends, Brooke and Beth, certainly both seemed to have the need to really unwind. A fact which David certainly wouldn’t complain about. The more drinks they had, the more fun they were. And he wasn’t going to lie, his cock twitched in his pants whenever he got a shot of cleavage or one of them would lean on him for support. It wasn’t that David was a stranger to women, but one thing he’d never tried was a threesome. If he played his cards just right, well… the cards just may reward him tonight.<br><br>Beth, as he was starting to figure out, had a particular fascination with his scent. During the past hour they had been together and the drinks that had flowed, he’d noted that look in her eyes whenever he got close enough to grant her a waft of it. Brooke seemed to be slightly more outgoing of the two, but he could be wrong on that front. As it was, they both certainly <em>seemed</em> to find him attractive.<br><br>That was a very good start, indeed.<br><br>David downed the last of his drink, while encouraging the girls to do the same. “C’mon, c’mon, you two. Relax those throats. Take it all. Gooood giiiirls.” He laughed at the heavy-handed innuendo and the way he stretched the last two words to tease them playfully over the pulsing music. “Think you girls can keep up with me?” He jabbed with a flashed grin and wink of his eye while taking one each of their hands and practically dragging them out to the dance floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>22-01-2016, 06:06:13</strong>
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				David dragged Beth out onto the balcony and pulled Brooke into one long kiss.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had to admit he tasted amazing, a mixture of jack and coke and something else she couldn’t quite place but it tickled her senses and made her want more.&nbsp; The alcohol was ruling her thoughts, but she had enough clarity to feel the vibrations of sexuality that rolled off David like a subwoofer on full blast.&nbsp; The kind that rattled your very core and drew on your depths. Something about him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Brooke wasn’t the one night stand type of woman.&nbsp; And she was so picky that at twenty-five she was single and certain that men her age were all still stuck at twenty-one, heading to the bar to get wasted with their buddies and speaking in an endless stream of movie quotes.&nbsp; None of them seemed remotely interested in commitment.&nbsp; None of them planned past the next weekend.&nbsp; &nbsp;Maybe Brooke expected too much, but she had hoped to eventually find someone to have a real relationship with.&nbsp; That seemed an unlikely occurrence anytime soon.&nbsp; <br><br>So one night stand it was with the man who felt like a musician ready and willing to play her strings to perfection, producing the perfect song for her and Beth to sing.&nbsp; &nbsp;Especially the way those green eyes gazed into her mismatched set of blue and brown.&nbsp; She felt the slight blush creep across her cheeks at his pointed compliment and she reached to tug lightly at the already loosened tie as his hand settled on her ass, a vague déjà vu snapping through her and then vanishing.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Back in the room, she stumbled toward the bed.&nbsp; The walls were definitely moving, the creamy peach color paint weaving around the generic pictures of flowers hung across the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was definitely drunk.&nbsp; She settled a hand on the plush comforter, eyes scanning the pillows along the headboard, randomly counting them to keep herself focused.&nbsp; &nbsp;At his question she turned around, slipping and landing butt first on the bedding.&nbsp; Brooke laughed.<br><br>“Of course we were all talk,” she teased, her voice a low purr as eyes shifted to gaze into his.&nbsp; Damn he was attractive.&nbsp; And the way he sat with his sleeves rolled up and his hands clasped with that expression that screamed he damn well <em>expected</em> to see a show left her tight between the legs.&nbsp; &nbsp;She found her hand reaching for Beth, as though she <em>had</em> to comply, had to show him just how well she could perform.&nbsp; Fingers slipped around her friend’s waist as she tugged the brunette toward her, the other hand reaching to brush a lock of hair away from Beth’s face and tuck it behind an ear.&nbsp; “Or were we?” Her eyes were now locked with the other woman’s, breathing suddenly a bit heavier.&nbsp; She wanted this.&nbsp; So when her lips moved to brush the other’s and her hand slid down to the small of Beth’s back, her entire body stirred with a lust she’d never quite felt before… <br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; *</div><br><br>The drinks were going down almost too fast.&nbsp; David seemed to be encouraging, but Brooke wasn’t exactly resisting.&nbsp; After today, a night out with Beth had seemed like the perfect solution, but adding David into the mix had certainly kept things exciting.&nbsp; Brooke waved her hand at Beth’s attempt to apologize for the downer moment and laughed.&nbsp; “Can’t deny that today was terrible.&nbsp; Can say that tonight has been fabulous.”&nbsp; Her blue and brown eyes flicked back to David, sparkling with delight.&nbsp; He’d come out of nowhere, but he had certainly already charmed his way past her normal defenses, turning their duo into a little trio hell bent on erasing the woes of the day.&nbsp; David had mentioned his own boring conference, and Brooke had joked that she and Beth could certain liven things up for him. <br><br>Another round of drinks landed on the table.&nbsp; David’s voice urged them to drink up, and Brooke could hear the edge of challenge in his tone.&nbsp; Had she not been three cosmos in, she might not have fallen for that ploy, but her competitive side bristled at the notion that she wasn’t matching him round for round, and she tipped up the martini shaped glass to let the chilled pink liquid slide down her throat.&nbsp; Finishing, she raised an eyebrow as if daring him to make her do it again, but David had other plans.&nbsp; One hand on each, he tugged them to the dance floor, Brooke's four inch heels practically tripping her right into his arms.<br><br>She didn’t think he’d complain.&nbsp; <br><br>The music was heavy, club style, with a deep beat that rocked a person’s core.&nbsp; While not exactly Brooke’s favorite, it served the intended purpose, hips rolling back and forth to match the bass that pounded across the dance floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;Bodies were everywhere as the night edged into the later hours, the club popular enough to be packed even on a Thursday night.&nbsp; &nbsp;Brooke pulled Beth close and ground her pelvis against the other woman’s leaving David to figure out how to insert himself into the equation.&nbsp; She figured he could manage.&nbsp; She was already swaying.&nbsp; Already absorbed by the music that caused her head to swirl and her heart to beat faster, spreading that last cosmopolitan through her veins.&nbsp; Relaxation overtook her and Brooke reached for David, grabbing his tie and pulling him so that he was close to Beth.&nbsp; “Are you sure <em>you</em> can keep up with us?” she laughed.&nbsp; <br><br>Damn she wanted to kiss him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EagleEyes</strong> on <strong>07-02-2016, 17:58:54</strong>
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				"Only one way to find out..." Beth grinned, her words aimed at David but her eyes fixed on Brooke's face. Her smile grew hazier as her friend's hand brushed her cheek and she felt the warmth of her hand seeping through her clothing to the skin below. She was ever so pretty, beautiful really, and those lips just begged to be kissed.<br><br>That first kiss was so tentative it was barely a kiss at all. They paused, lips pressed gently against one another's, drawing a steadying breath before something seemed to tell them both that it was more than ok to continue.<br><br>Beth's hands rose to rest lightly on Brooke's waist at first, before one soon began to snake up her side to catch in her hair. Part of Beth wanted to look at the third party in the room, to see if he was enjoying the show that was slowly but surely picking up in it's energy, but she couldn't have stopped kissing her friend at that point if her life depended on it.<br><br>One of them sighed, Beth had genuinely no idea if it was her or Brooke. The booze and the thrill racing through her veins and making every brush of lips, every touch of tongues that much more intense.<br><br>"Fuck me," she murmured somewhere, it was meant as an exclamation but she couldn't help but notice how it sounded like an invitation. A plea almost. She smiled shyly as she pulled back enough to allow Brooke's face to come back into focus. Her hands remained where they were, her thumb absent mindedly stroking across Brooke's waist. She forced herself to look away from her slightly flushed friend to the man in the corner with the catlike grin.<br><br>"Still think we're all talk?" she teased flirtily, leaning back to steal one more long, lusty kiss from her friend. "I can think of far better things for our tongues to be doing than talking...can't you?"<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp; *&nbsp; &nbsp; *</div><br>The dancing was so much better than just talking, although the talking had been ever so much fun. Beth laughed as they moved against one another among the throng on the dance floor. Soon her and Brooke were matching each other's movements to a tee, hips swaying in sync. Then David was closer, Brooke's tug on his tie almost sent him crashing into her but he seemed to be less drunk then she and managed to stop before he sent them both tumbling to the floor. His hand was on her back, hers found his arm, her other reached out for Brooke.<br><br>The three of them laughing and dancing together under the pulsing lights. Her eyes flicked back and forth between the other two. Brooke was lost to the drink and the dancing and had they not bumped into David she would probably be ready to be poured into a taxi and taken home. David was watching them both, those sharp eyes taking in every curve on show before him.<br><br>For a moment she found herself pushing back against David, rubbing against him in time with the song, tipping her head back and inhaling that tempting scent again. Running her tongue over her lips she moved away enough to stop herself doing something that would probably just embarrass everyone. She didn't do flirting overly well, she usually left that to Brooke but there was something about their newest friend that made her want to risk trying.<br><br>She leant over to Brooke, raising her voice over the music to say she'd be back with drinks in a minute.<br>"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she added cheekily.<br><br>"Keep an eye on her for me," she brought her mouth close to David's ear to make sure he heard, her hand resting on his forearm to make sure she didn't wobble, that scent so much more noticeable when she was so close making her feel a little unsteady. "I'll be back with fresh supplies in a minute or two," She grinned before leaving the pair of them out on the floor, weaving among the other dancers and heading to the bar.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seranova</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 05:51:26</strong>
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				David’s smile grew as he watched the display before them, and found himself genuinely curious if the two had ever done this before. Things were certainly getting interesting. How had he gotten so lucky? His mind was still a bit fuzzy, but clearing up by the moment as he enjoyed the show being put on by these two amazing beauties. It was a rather sobering event, but in such a good way that he had never before experienced. Every moment seemed to cause the swimming to subside just a bit more, as if his mind was telling his body to buck up; time to get to work.<br><br>Beth's suggestion, if it was truly that, and not just a half-joke attributed to her inebriated state of mind, had him pondering the many uses for their tongues. He really wanted to try many things with these two. And the list kept growing every moment that he watched them with each other. While watching two girls make out was hot, of course, it was the knowledge that he would be joining them soon enough that really fueled his imagination. And off it went, inventing scenario after scenario. His eyes drifted to the hanging ties and belts as a few more thoughts were sparked. Not yet.<br><br>He stood and only nearly lost his balance for a moment. A steadying hand dropped to the arm of the chair. Okay, so maybe it only felt like his head was clearing for that moment. David crossed the room slowly, his eyes bearing down on the pair as he moved. One foot in front of the other. Fingers grasped at his rolled sleeves to tug them up a little higher one arm at a time. He finally reached the pair and placed a hand on each of their backs. He leaned first to Brooke and ran his stubble-clad cheek across her smooth one as he moved to kiss a line along her jaw towards her ear, and then nibbled on the lobe once he’d reached it.<br><br>He pulled Beth a little more firmly into their bodies, until he could feel both pairs of breasts pressed against him and, he presumed, each other. It was a fun thought to his drunken mind. His mouth moved from Brooke as his hand rose from Beth’s back and up to her hair, before he kissed the brunette just as deeply as the one the ladies had shared. His tongue sought entrance between those soft lips as his fingers tightened in her hair slightly.<br><br>Upon breaking it finally, he turned back to Brooke and gave a smirk to tell her that she was next. Only as his lips pressed to hers hungrily, the hand on her back slipped down to her backside to begin bunching up the material of her skirt, pulling it up until it no longer covered the ass he wanted to feel more directly under his hand. And soon enough, his goal was achieved. The kiss was broken reluctantly as he gave the curves a squeeze in a strong grip.<br><br>“I can also think of so many things for those tongues, my dears…” He whispered heatedly, trailing off to let the thought linger. “So many things.”<br><br><div align="center">*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*</div><br>David was just trying to figure out how to get in on the action on the dance floor, and found himself tugged closer to the backside of Beth by Brooke’s grip on his tie. She was cheeky. He liked that. But it wasn’t long before Beth excused herself for more drinks for the trio, and David found himself alone with Brooke. As he pulled her against his body, he couldn’t help but feel a slight concern that he was going to miss his chance with both of them. He couldn’t complain much, as either was a catch. But both? That was a dream come true.<br><br>He pushed the pang of disappointment out of his mind as he moved against the blonde. What would happen would happen. No need to risk everything while trying to force more. His fingers ran along the backs of her shoulder and he placed his forehead down on hers, leaving their noses and lips so close. He wanted nothing more than to take those lips; claim them in a kiss that would leave them both breathless. But he waited.<br><br>One thing he did decide to chance, however, as his hands and fingertips roamed down her back, was placing one directly on her ass to guide her hips as they danced. The music pulsed through every facet of their bodies as they glided as one. David didn’t remember ever being able to dance this well. Maybe it was his partner. Maybe it was the alcohol skewing his inhibitions or his perceptions. Maybe it was…<br><br>He suddenly succumbed to that need to kiss her, and he did so deeply, as his free hand came to the side of her neck, thumb placed on her throat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>15-02-2016, 22:36:56</strong>
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				Beth’s lips found Brooke’s and for a brief moment David was forgotten.&nbsp; Her hands snaked down the other woman’s body, pulling Beth’s hips right into hers.&nbsp; The tentative kiss was followed by a passionate crash of hungry lips so tainted with alcohol and sexual tension the room itself could have caught fire.&nbsp; She felt Beth’s fingers in her hair, tugging, pulling, controlling, keeping them locked in the embrace that Brooke wouldn’t have broken for a million dollars.&nbsp; Whether it was the alcohol or some built up sexual desire, she needed this release.&nbsp; Not just Beth. But the man with the half rolled up sleeves, the disheveled tie and the expression on his face written in letters of lust, desire, and control. <br><br>She could sense it.&nbsp; It made her knees weak.&nbsp; A aura of sexual prowess that no man she’d ever encountered before had radiated.&nbsp; &nbsp;As his hand found her back, her knees nearly turned to jello, even though her mouth was still firmly planted on Beth’s.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet as his own lips and teeth and tongue travel across her flesh, exciting a explosion of goosebump to rise along her bare arms, her mouth broke free and she gasped.&nbsp; Such a small move.&nbsp; A normal touch.&nbsp; &nbsp;But there was nothing small or normal about David and the way he could make her heart pound faster and her body stir with an ache Brooke had never felt before.&nbsp; &nbsp;Strange cravings tingled at the edge of her mind, thoughts that left her blushing as David’s mouth pulled Beth into a heated kiss.&nbsp; &nbsp;She watched, wanting to share them both as much as they were sharing each other.&nbsp; Fingers on skirts, mouths on hers, bodies pressed together and that pulling need between her legs that screamed she needed to be fucked. <br><br>Hard. <br><br>“Fuck” she whispered as her kiss broke and her eyes slipped back to Beth.&nbsp; It wasn’t just David. She wanted to rip Beth’s top off and feel those breasts, tease her friend’s nipples, all while David’s eyes roamed their bodies, drinking in their beauty, directing their show.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Perhaps,” she finally replied softly, fingers reaching to run down Beth’s neck. “You might enlighten us on all those things…” <br><br>*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*<br><br>Brooke laughed, “What wouldn’t you do?” she teased as she gave Beth’s ass a little slap and watched her friend head off to the bar to keep them all well liquored up. If she was a betting woman, Beth and she weren’t going home tonight.&nbsp; While sleeping with a stranger was… dangerous… All Brooke wanted was to find herself sandwiched between her companions in more locations than just the dance floor and if Beth’s encouragement of alcohol consumption was any hint, she was thinking the very same thing. <br><br>Brooke turned back to the sexy stranger, glancing at him over her shoulder as his hands found her hips, guiding her grinding motions as she pushed her ass into his pelvis.&nbsp; He was hard and she found herself teasing him with the press of her swinging bottom and the ever close brush of her lips - there and yet not quite there.&nbsp; At least until he couldn’t stop himself from grabbing her and pulling her into a very heated collision of lips and open mouths, little care for the other gyrating bodies that surrounded them on the dance floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;She gasped as his hand slipped around her throat, the utterly possessive nature of his thumb against her jugular stirring a deeply buried need inside her. <br><br>One no ever managed to find.&nbsp; <br><br>She almost stepped away, but their lips met again and alcohol surged and Brooke let herself melt into the very idea that perhaps David was more than what he’d initially seemed. And if that was the case, she and Beth would have a long and fun night ahead of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Double Down (Mint/Eagle/Sera)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EagleEyes</strong> on <strong>17-02-2016, 12:00:17</strong>
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				She trembled when she felt his hand snake up her back, grinning like a schoolgirl when he pulled the pair of them closer to him. She was still grinning when he kissed her. The feel of his hand in her hair made her groan softly in to his kiss, the tugging of his fingers against her scalp sent a sudden thrill down her spine which finished squarely between her legs. A tingling pulse that made her writhe slightly against him. She whined when his mouth left hers, a sound she wasn't sure she meant to make but couldn't have stopped even if she'd tried. Her lips throbbing slightly from the pressure of the kiss and parted while she tried to catch her breath. Breath she almost entirely lost again as she watched him kiss Brooke.<br><br>The kiss was so intense and passionate, she bit her lip as she saw his hand rest on her friend's throat. Another pulse shot through her as she wondered how his hand might feel against her neck like that.<br><br>She whimpered as Brooke's fingers then did just that, teasing down her throat and making her fidget against the other two. She wanted Brooke to do that again, she wanted David to do it too. To stroke, to hold...she had no idea where such ideas came from but she rather liked them, even if she didn't understand them at all.<br><br>She felt an overwhelming urge to kiss Brooke just where he had been holding her, kissing her way down her neck towards her chest. Finding out if her breasts felt the same as her own, curious to see if they were firmer, wanting to press her lips to nipples and squeeze gently with her...<br>Suddenly she was aware Brooke was speaking and forced herself to focus on her words and not just on the possibilities her breasts provided in that moment.<br><br>"Do tell," she added, her eyes hazily finding David's smiling ones, "I know I'm dying to know what's behind that wicked smile of yours."<br><br><div align="center">* * *</div><br>While Beth waited for their drink she turned her back to the bar and watched Brooke and David out on the dance floor, her teeth caught on her lip as she watched their bodies move steadily closer and then drawing in a short breath as their lips met. She wanted to join them badly, far more so than she might have imagined. This wasn't the first time she'd watched Brooke while she was getting better acquainted with someone new, but usually she did it to make sure she was ok, that nothing was happening that her friend wasn't completely happy with. This was the first time when she had felt a real desire to be a part of the scene she was watching from a distance.<br><br>She'd gotten the distinct impression David was interested in them both which was as confusing as it was thrilling. It would certainly be a new pathway for her and Brooke if they were to not only share a possible lover, but share him at the same time. She giggled nervously at the thought, feeling a familiar heat spreading through her body as she dwelt on the idea.<br><br>Picking up their drinks she carried them carefully back towards the dance floor, walking up behind David she pressed her front to his back snugly. Pushing up slightly onto her toes to allow her mouth to come closer to his ear.<br>"As much as I hate to interrupt," she purred over his shoulder, "I don't want you two to get too carried away without me."<br>She resisted the urge to kiss his cheek, but only just. She was fairly inebriated but not quite enough yet to make her forget her usual wariness. <br>She kept her front against him though as she passed their drinks around him, swaying in time with him and the music. Winking at Brooke mischievously over his shoulder and seeing the obvious enjoyment on her face.<br>"Did you miss me?" she teased, sipping a little of her own drink. Well, several sips if she was honest.<br>Beth was genuinely surprised she was hoping that they had and wondering how they might show her. She blushed to herself, she was never this forward. Even her best flirting was usually fairly subtle. And usually ineffective.<br><br>Yes, this night was definitely getting more interesting by the moment.
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