[SIZE=1]OOC - Not for minors. Although this thread isn't particularly explicit, there
is enough suggestive writing to necessitate a warning. Thank you.[/SIZE]
is enough suggestive writing to necessitate a warning. Thank you.[/SIZE]
"Hmm ..." Sept groaned as his body awakened. His head hurt.
The natural light creeping in through the slits of the curtains also hurt his eyes, but he was somewhere warm - between two women. Eve Siren and Taja Loraan may be animalistic vixens when a large bed and alcohol were involved, but they still slept like peaceful angels, he thought. The seventeen year-old boy sat up slowly, not to startle the two Sithlings and ran his hand to the back of his neck, massaging it roughly. His teenager body could only take so much sex at the same time, he thought with a frown that quickly turned into an arrogant smirk. The truth was that he enjoyed it very much so.
He turned over to the dark-haired woman first. Taja. Lifting his pale hand towards her face, he tucked a few loose strands of her black hair behind her ear, before trailing his fingertips gently over her cheek. After, he slowly turned over to Eve, whose back was turned to him, and leaned down to press his lips against her naked shoulder. He then realized that his tie was still loosely around his neck, though all of his clothes were thrown around Eve's room. The girls always preferred keeping the tie on, for some reason. From the corner of his artic eyes, he spotted the numerous empty bottles of alcohol.
It wouldn't be long now until his lovers would wake up. He slipped out of the bed to prepare some aspirins and coffee. Sept would do anything for his women. He was the luckiest boy alive.