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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 13:38:37 GMT -5
He smirked into the kiss, deepening it, his free hand trailing down her neck, rubbing the back of it gently. She was soft and tasted like whiskey and peppermint. The combination made his insides flip.
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Post by Rose on Oct 16, 2011 13:41:45 GMT -5
Rose kissed him for as long as she could; after several moments, she started to feel lightheaded. Probably from all the whiskey she'd drunk.
She pulled away, her breathing just a tad more shallow than it had been before they'd kissed. "That was nice," she said matter of factly.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 13:49:51 GMT -5
He slipped an arm around her waist to keep her steady, bringing his hand down from the wall to brush over her hair. "Mhm...real nice..." He tilted his head down and kissed her again.
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Post by Rose on Oct 16, 2011 13:52:50 GMT -5
Rose didn't hesitate to kiss him again, wrapping her arms clumsily around his neck. Her lips were soft, pliant, and, best of all, encouraging under his.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 13:55:23 GMT -5
He made a noise deep in his throat as he kissed her. He pushed her back against the wall, gently bracing her against it. His arm around her waist held her a little tighter, his free hand roaming down her side.
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Post by Rose on Oct 16, 2011 13:58:31 GMT -5
Just when she was about to deepen the kiss, the tip of her tongue just touching his lips, the stage door opened. "Rose, we need ya."
Rose pulled back, disentangling herself from him. "Kay," she replied, eyes fixed on his. "You comin' in, Whiskey, or you need a moment to cool off?"
((shower time!))
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 14:01:55 GMT -5
He smirked, but a slight flush spread up his neck. "Lemme have another cigarette and I'll be back in. Save me a seat, Sugar." He kissed her one last time before she slipped back inside. He slumped against the wall with a heavy breath and lit another cigarette.
((K!))
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Post by Rose on Oct 16, 2011 14:19:44 GMT -5
Once Rose was back in Irving Hall, safely out of sight of Whiskey, she allowed herself a small smile. She'd kissed guys before, but never like that. He was, apparently, a really, really good kisser. She went back to bartending, pouring gin and uncapping beer bottles for all kinds of people, hearing all kinds of stories.
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 14:21:53 GMT -5
After a few minutes of slowing a slow cigarette and getting his hormones back in check, Moonshine stepped back inside. He saw Rose right away. All that pretty blonde hair and bright eyes. He sauntered to the bar and slid onto a stool.
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Post by Rose on Oct 16, 2011 14:24:55 GMT -5
She eventually made her way over to him, getting a clean glass from under the counter and setting it out in front of him.
"Another whiskey? If you get anything else, it'll really confuse me."
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 14:26:48 GMT -5
He chuckled, lifting a hand to brush them against her fingers. "One more. Then I'm switchin' to beer. That alright with you?"
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Post by Rose on Oct 16, 2011 14:30:05 GMT -5
Rose nodded, filling his glass with his namesake (or at least, the name she called him). "I'm not gonna call you Beer, though. That's just unattractive."
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 14:32:38 GMT -5
He laughed. "I appreciate that, Sugar." He took a gulp, then set hs glass down. He took hold of her hand, bringing to to his mouth to kiss her fingers.
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Post by Rose on Oct 16, 2011 14:34:31 GMT -5
Rose leaned against the counter, studying him curiously. "Y'know, Whiskey, you're pretty bold. I think I should applaud you for it."
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Post by Moonshine on Oct 16, 2011 14:37:52 GMT -5
"Well, when a pretty girl kisses me back, it makes me kinda confident." He flashed her a smile, nibbling on her finger tips.
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