The Learning Curve

[showdolly]

(closed thread for myself and NothingClever)

Dee was exstatic to finally be out of the house!! UGH! Her parents were great, but seriously, it was time to back off now. She'd been 18 for several weeks now, and was only too happy when her brother approached her with a plan.
He'd stayed home an extra year to save money and work after graduating from high school, and now that Dee had too it was time for them both to go to college. They'd decided to attend the same place, and it only made sense to live together, at least for a while. They could split the cost on things, and wouldn't have to eat the nasty-ass dorm cafeteria food. he'd found a great apartment complex right across the street from campus, and they were able to take the campus buses to their classes and back home again.

Glad to have the last box unpacked, and overly happy that her slightly-older brother had moved them out at the beginning of the summer instead of waiting for the semester to start, Dee headed for the shower. Leaving out of her bedroom and down the hall past his, she called out to him as she let her long hair down from its ponytail.
"GONNA SHOWER! DON'T FLUSH!!" She disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door, but didn't lock it. It was the only one in the place, and she already knew that he'd pee in the sink if she didn't leave the door unlocked. It bothered her some that instead of a curtain, this bathroom had a clearish sliding door... but she figured he avoided looking at her just as much as she avoided looking at him, and dealt with the slight flush of her face when he'd enter.

Inside and stripping, Dee rubbed her breasts briskly. The almost-D-sized melons became a little suffocated in the C-sized bras she wore. There were simply no cute D-sized ones out there!! Besides, her gals were somewhere between the two sizes, and a girl had to catch the boys' eyes somehow. Right? She stood in front of the mirror, nude, and washed her makeup from her face. She'd only worn mascara and some concealer, but she knew that if she didnt' get it off of her face it would stain her cheeks. Her green eyes glimmered against her well-tanned skin, and Dee giggled as she slapped her own rear and climbed into the shower.
Squealing as the water came out cold at first, the girl's college-age fantasies began as the shower warmed....

 

[NothingClever]

A week after his sister, Dee, had turned 18, Logan approached her with an idea he had been brewing for sometime. He waited a year to attend college in order to save money and move out of the house. Knowing that he couldn't afford an apartment by himself, and that his friends were all flakes, he approached his younger sister, about becoming his roommate. Younger was mostly an overstatement as she was barely a year younger than him, but he approached Dee, nonetheless, and she was all too willing to move in with him. After Dee's graduation he began looking for a place, and found a nice affordable place right off campus.

Everything was now in place, for his other motive for having Dee move in with him. She was gorgeous, and he'd had a thing for her for a long time. But was unwilling to try anything in their parent's house, and a little nervous about trying to get in her pants anyway. But now, that they were alone, he was ready to try. He had most of the summer to get her to see things his way, before classes started and all the other boys at school started lining up to get with her. When she started down the hallway and told him that she was going to shower, he figured he would go in, in a couple of minutes and use the restroom. Of course he wouldn't flush, he wasn't mean really. For the better part of a year, he had fantasized about her while he masturbated in his room at their parent's house. And now he continued to do so.

After about 5 minutes, he got up from his computer, and padded down the hallway to the bathroom, the water was running full blast, and he could see the steam starting to seap under the crack in the door. Opening the bathroom door, Logan walks in and acts as if he's averting his eyes, in reality he was watching her reflection through the mirror. Moving to the toilet, and going about the business of peeing, he continues watching her in the mirror.

"Dee! Save some hot water for me, kay?" He says loudly enough to be heard over the water. Under his breath, he mutters. "God, you're fucking hot." Then he walks out of the bathroom, unfortunately, his cock was now hard, and he wanted his sister even more.

 

[showdolly]

"Dee! Save some hot water for me, kay?" He says loudly enough to be heard over the water. .... Then he walks out of the bathroom, ....

"WHATEVER!" She hollered after him. He'd interrupted her train of thought! She was just thinking about all the hot guys she'd meet this fall. Of course, that was several months away. She began thinking of ways to meet some of them before school started... but she wondered how many really would have moved up here already. The internet was probably the best place to start.

She finished her shower, towelled off, and wrapped the thing around her head. Her long hair often would re-wet her back if she didn't keep it up for a while after a shower. She wrapped another towel around her body, and tucked it in under her arm. Dee headed out of the bathroom and back past her brother's room to her own. She left the door open, really just without thinking about it, and went fumbling through her closet looking for something to wear.
"HEY!" She holllered down the hallway. "WHAT'RE WE DOING TONIGHT??? WHAT SHOULD I WEAR???" She groaned. That was the only thing about having your brother as a roommate. He wasnt' a girl, and so he had no fashion sense. And, he wasn't a guy... well, not in any sense that had ever mattered to her. He didn't think of her as 'hot and sexy' as far as she knew, and would probably suggest long sleeves and leg warmers or some shit. The brunette rolled her eyes and laughed to herself at the thought. Why did she even bother to ask??

 

[NothingClever]

"WHATEVER!" She hollered after him. He'd interrupted her train of thought! She was just thinking about all the hot guys she'd meet this fall. Of course, that was several months away. She began thinking of ways to meet some of them before school started... but she wondered how many really would have moved up here already. The internet was probably the best place to start.

She finished her shower, towelled off, and wrapped the thing around her head. Her long hair often would re-wet her back if she didn't keep it up for a while after a shower. She wrapped another towel around her body, and tucked it in under her arm. Dee headed out of the bathroom and back past her brother's room to her own. She left the door open, really just without thinking about it, and went fumbling through her closet looking for something to wear.
"HEY!" She holllered down the hallway. "WHAT'RE WE DOING TONIGHT??? WHAT SHOULD I WEAR???" She groaned. That was the only thing about having your brother as a roommate. He wasnt' a girl, and so he had no fashion sense. And, he wasn't a guy... well, not in any sense that had ever mattered to her. He didn't think of her as 'hot and sexy' as far as she knew, and would probably suggest long sleeves and leg warmers or some shit. The brunette rolled her eyes and laughed to herself at the thought. Why did she even bother to ask??

He began walking down the hallway toward her room, and noticed it was open. He stood in her doorway, noticing she was only in a towel, again he pretended to avert his gaze. But tried to be cautious when he did look.

"Well, Dee, I was thinking we'd go explore the area around here tonight. Maybe check out a club or something. So wear something sexy, that accentuates your ass, and tits." He said this with a playful smile, so that she wouldn't realize he was basically admitting that she was hot. "You know, like that short black or blue skirt you have, I can't remember what color it is."

Yes he could, he'd fantasized many times about slowly pulling that dark blue skirt down her legs, burying his face in her pussy and licking and eating it like she'd never been eaten before.

"Okay, I'm gonna go shower and shave real quick. We have a couple of hours before there is anything worthwhile to do, so there is no real rush." With that, Logan walks down to the bathroom, his cock getting hard just thinking about her in that skirt again, removing his clothes he turns on the water in the shower. His 7 inch cock standing at attention as his thoughts dwell on his sister. Stepping into the shower, having forgotten to close the bathroom door, he slides the shower door closed, and begins stroking his cock. As he expertly strokes himself he begins softly speaking his sister's name.

 

[showdolly]

Well, whaddya know! He **DID** have good taste, and he was right - that blue miniskirt really did the trick for her rear and legs. And the shirt she usually wore with it did wonders for her gals, too. She turned to give her thanks, but he was gone. Shrugging and dressing, Dee put on one of her good, supportive (but an oh-so-cute purple lace) bras and a matching thong. Thongs just made sense with the tight skirt.
If they were going out to a club... she nodded in decisiveness as she jerked open her drawer and found the garter belt set she'd bought. It hadn't come with the bra and thong set, but it matched it matched almost perfectly. She slipped it on, and the stockings to go with it, and topped it all with the blue skirt and blue-and-purple top. This one was one of her favorites, but the blue skirt was really all she had to match it. Low, plunging neckline, tight around her breasts, and loosely hanging over her stomach, the top was about 3 layers of sheer material.

Yep, it was sexy, and **ALMOST** see-through... but not quite. The only time she'd been able to wear it out of the house was the time she wore other clothes over these to trick her parents into thinking she was more modest. Now though, it was time to do makeup. A bit perturbed that Logan was in the shower now, she planned on only doing her mascara and eye liner in the bathroom mirror. That was the best light.
The door was already open, which she thought was strange. She walked in and purposefully averted her eyes of course. She was quiet really, and found a rag to wipe the steam from the mirror. Dee grabbed her mascara, wiggled the wand in the bottle a few times, and removed it while moving her face very close to the mirror. She leaned forward and started applying the makeup. One eye done, the girly girl replaced her wand into the bottle and... caught a glimpse in the mirror.

Confused, and not really certain why, she turned around. She guessed she was trying to make sure that she'd **IMAGINED** what she thought she'd seen. Instead though, her first thought was only confirmed - her brother was whacking off in the shower! Dee stood, jaw dropped and still, watching her brother wank himself. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, only watch....

 

[NothingClever]

Well, whaddya know! He **DID** have good taste, and he was right - that blue miniskirt really did the trick for her rear and legs. And the shirt she usually wore with it did wonders for her gals, too. She turned to give her thanks, but he was gone. Shrugging and dressing, Dee put on one of her good, supportive (but an oh-so-cute purple lace) bras and a matching thong. Thongs just made sense with the tight skirt.
If they were going out to a club... she nodded in decisiveness as she jerked open her drawer and found the garter belt set she'd bought. It hadn't come with the bra and thong set, but it matched it matched almost perfectly. She slipped it on, and the stockings to go with it, and topped it all with the blue skirt and blue-and-purple top. This one was one of her favorites, but the blue skirt was really all she had to match it. Low, plunging neckline, tight around her breasts, and loosely hanging over her stomach, the top was about 3 layers of sheer material.

Yep, it was sexy, and **ALMOST** see-through... but not quite. The only time she'd been able to wear it out of the house was the time she wore other clothes over these to trick her parents into thinking she was more modest. Now though, it was time to do makeup. A bit perturbed that Logan was in the shower now, she planned on only doing her mascara and eye liner in the bathroom mirror. That was the best light.
The door was already open, which she thought was strange. She walked in and purposefully averted her eyes of course. She was quiet really, and found a rag to wipe the steam from the mirror. Dee grabbed her mascara, wiggled the wand in the bottle a few times, and removed it while moving her face very close to the mirror. She leaned forward and started applying the makeup. One eye done, the girly girl replaced her wand into the bottle and... caught a glimpse in the mirror.

Confused, and not really certain why, she turned around. She guessed she was trying to make sure that she'd **IMAGINED** what she thought she'd seen. Instead though, her first thought was only confirmed - her brother was whacking off in the shower! Dee stood, jaw dropped and still, watching her brother wank himself. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, only watch....

Logan continued to pull on his hard cock, getting closer and closer to cumming. His whispers grew slightly louder as he wanked faster. "God, it's so good.... OH DEE! Fuck, fuck... oh fuck." Finally he came, the water rinsing his cum down the drain. With that done, he actually began to shower. Washing himself all over and finally washing his hair, his now soft cock hanging idly between his legs. Then a thought hit him, he wasn't sure if he'd closed the bathroom door or not, well, at this point that'd be like closing the barn after the cows had escaped. He could only hope Dee hadn't come into the... what was that on the other side of the... Oh fuck, she was in the bathroom... unable to see clearly through the door, he assumed that she was only doing her make-up and hadn't seen, but what if she'd heard. Oh, this could make things very difficult indeed. Well, if she brought it up, he'd own up to it, and lay it all out there for her... If she didn't, he was still planning on laying it all on the table for her anyway.

 

[showdolly]

Dee watched through the opaque plastic as her brother wanked and wanked... and suddenly she could hear what he'd been mumbling to himself as he cried out, nearing orgasm.

"God, it's so good.... OH DEE! Fuck, fuck... oh fuck."

Oh. My. Gosh. He was fucking fantasizing about HER!!! She quickly turned around, facing the mirror. Did he know she was there? Was he doing that just to be an ass?? Holy freaking crap!!! Quickly, Dee finished her other eye's makeup, gathered her things, and went to her own bedroom.
This time, she shut the door behind her. Turning her back and leaning on it, Dee was breathing heavily as the picture played itself over and over again in her mind. He *had* to have known she was there. He was playing some sort of mean trick on her - making a point that she shouldn't go into the bathroom when he was there, that a guy needed that time for... things. But he was ALWAYS going in there when she was showering!

Shaking her body to try to get rid of the thoughts, Dee finished putting on her makeup there in her bedroom in the dresser mirror. She heard the water shut off, heard the bathroom door shut, heard her brother walk down the hall. He'd get ready to go now... and soon the bathroom would be vented and she could go do her hair.
She didn't need any blush - her face was plenty red already. Dee still wasn't convinced if Logan was being mean, being funny, or really thinking about her like that.... But it didn't matter. That was icky - he was her brother!! Besides, they were going out tonight, and he could find someone to help relieve his... tensions. For that matter, so could she. Then and there, Dee decided she was going to get layed that night. She had to get that image out of her head somehow....

 

[NothingClever]

Logan waited for his sister to leave the bathroom before stepping out of the shower. He knew she'd probably heard him, and now had to think how best to address the situation, otherwise it would be the gigantic pink elephant in the room so to speak. He knew his sister well enough to know that she'd probably be a little creeped out by the idea, but she also had a wild streak, and could probably be convinced to try it, at least once. Walking into his bedroom he continues to think of a way to broach the subject, because he intended to fuck his sister tonight. Looking through his closet for something to wear he decides on a pair of urban camo(grey black and white rather than green brown and black) pants, and a tight-ish black t-shirt that shows his musculature. Putting on his cologne, Drakkar noir, as always, he begins looking for his car keys. A car he'd never been able to afford on his own, his parents bought him his Infinity M45 as a graduation present, and then almost took it away when he told them he was waiting a year to goto college. But he promised them that he would, in fact, goto school in a year.

"Dee, you ready?" he hollers down the hall.

 

[showdolly]

"DEFinately." Dee hollered down the hallway, shutting her bedroom door behind her. She walked with a bit of a sway, mostly trying to get herself into guy-finding mode for the club. In no way had she forgotten her brother's... er, slip... in the shower a few moments ago, but she'd written it off as a joke by him and didn't let herself entertain the idea that he might actually want her.
Instead, she aimed to get that image out of her mind by putting some similar yet very, very different ones in its place. By way, namely, of getting laid later that night. First, she'd get drunk. Then, she'd get laid.

"I'm ready when you are," she called behind her, and headed to the garage. She hopped in the passenger side of the car and buckled in, and as soon as Logan turned the key in the ignition she cranked the stereo and relaxed in her seat.

 

[NothingClever]

"DEFinately." Dee hollered down the hallway, shutting her bedroom door behind her. She walked with a bit of a sway, mostly trying to get herself into guy-finding mode for the club. In no way had she forgotten her brother's... er, slip... in the shower a few moments ago, but she'd written it off as a joke by him and didn't let herself entertain the idea that he might actually want her.
Instead, she aimed to get that image out of her mind by putting some similar yet very, very different ones in its place. By way, namely, of getting laid later that night. First, she'd get drunk. Then, she'd get laid.

"I'm ready when you are," she called behind her, and headed to the garage. She hopped in the passenger side of the car and buckled in, and as soon as Logan turned the key in the ignition she cranked the stereo and relaxed in her seat.

He heard her holler back up the hall that she was ready, and reached in his drawer for something he had taken the liberty of getting for her. A fake ID. He places it in his pocket and heads to the car. Getting in he turns the ignition and Dee immediately cranks the stereo, hoping she likes Godsmack, as that is the CD that is in his CD player. He reaches into his pocket and hands her the ID.

"I took the liberty of having this made for you Dee, I got one made for myself as well. Whatever you do, don't get caught with it."

He started driving toward the club, not really saying much just listening to the music and figuring out how best to broach the subject of incest if you will. Finally pulling up to the club, he parks as they walk toward the line of people waiting to get in.

 

[showdolly]

Dee checked out the ID, and smiled before tucking it into the underside of her bra. She usually just sought out the right crowd, and had some guy buy drinks for her, but was actually pretty happy that Logan had taken the time to get it for her. And,she figured it would be easier to get away with it if she had to first lift her shirt and reveal her belly and almost a little more just to retrieve the thing. Distract the bouncer with nudity - that was the plan.

They arrived at the club, and eased passed the door with ease. This was a 21-and-over-only club, so once past the door it was a breeze. Dee knew that her brother knew some of the people here - some had been in his class and also had their fake IDs, but he'd hung out with some of the slightly older crowd, too, and they were glad to see him.
She tried to scope out any who were interested in hanging out with her, but it seemed she'd been dubbed the baby of the group and was having a bit of a difficult time finding anywhere to latch just yet. Seeing that her brother too was without anyone to stand with, she simply stood there with him and mingled with his group.

 

[NothingClever]

"Hey Dee, not seeing anyone that fetches your fancy yet?" Logan says innocently. "Let me buy you a drink."

He flags the bartender down and tells him to get the lady whatever it is that she wants. While they wait he talks to her, to make sure she was having an okay time, and to let her know that we can leave anytime she wanted. But the night was early, his plan of attack thus far was to get her wasted, take her home and gently prod her into bed with him.

Logan notices some of the people in his group eyeing his little sister, and almost unnoticeably warns them off. His friends he could control, it's the other people in the club he was worried about.

 

[showdolly]

Dee smiled at the bar tender and ordered a vodka sour. They were sweet and she could almost not even taste the alcohol - she knew she'd be downing them like water on a hot desert day. She tried to reassure her brother that she was having a great time, but the truth was that she'd really hoped to be out shaking it on the floor with some guy by now.

Besides, images of Logan wanking off in the shower, calling her name no less, were still prancing about in her mind. She decided to ask him about it gently. "Hey, Lo? Earlier... in the shower... you knew I was there, right?" She kind of laughed, downed the last couple of swallows of her drink, and motioned to the bar tender for another. "I mean, you were just teaching me that I should knock next time." The last part wasn't a question, it was a statement more for her own benefit than his. She drank half of the new drink, and waited for his answer.

 

[NothingClever]

He watched her as she downed her drinks in rapid succession, and knew that getting her drunk was going to be easy. Looking around the room he sees no one yet, showing an interest in his sister. This suited him just fine.

Then, she asked him. He ordered another beer from the bar and took her hand and led her away from the group. He looked at her, and smiled shyly. "I didn't know, at first that you were there. I was a bit busy, as you probably know. I honestly didn't catch you in there until after I had finished. I know now what you heard and saw, of course, and I offer no explanation other than you are hot. I will admit, I've been attracted to you for quite sometime. Now don't look at me like that, I know you probably think it's disgusting. But, don't discount it, Dee, because you never know, it could be a very good thing." He looked at her, not sure what her reaction would be, but he could only imagine that she was about to yell at him.

 

[showdolly]

The girl just thought, took it all in for a moment. It was gross, alright, but she felt impelled to just forget about it. He was a guy, after all, and guys were just nasty like that.

"Wank it all you want, you nasty thing." She made a face at him, and then teasingly pushed him by the chest away from her. "Just don't count on getting any from me! Fuckwad." She stuck her tongue out lewdly, downed the last of that second drink, and motioned for another. With her back to her brother, she wondered if that was some sort of test or something, and once again began scouring the crowd for someone... anyone....

 

[NothingClever]

The girl just thought, took it all in for a moment. It was gross, alright, but she felt impelled to just forget about it. He was a guy, after all, and guys were just nasty like that.

"Wank it all you want, you nasty thing." She made a face at him, and then teasingly pushed him by the chest away from her. "Just don't count on getting any from me! Fuckwad." She stuck her tongue out lewdly, downed the last of that second drink, and motioned for another. With her back to her brother, she wondered if that was some sort of test or something, and once again began scouring the crowd for someone... anyone....

Logan smiles playfully, he could tell she was thinking, and now the seed had been planted. If he continued to feed her Vodka Sours and just let the thought simmer, he would probably in fact fuck his sister tonight.

"Well, I will continue wanking." He smiles and pretends to be scanning the crowd for a woman who might be ready and willing to have sex tonight. But there wasn't a woman in the place that could match his sister for sheer sexiness tonight. It could be just that he's too infatuated with his sister. He got her another drink, and downed the rest of his beer and grabbed another one for himself. Surreptitiously admiring his Dee's curves.

 

[showdolly]

Finally, upset with the lack of attention from the boys in the crowd, and the vodka making her forget just a little, she sighed loudly and whined to her brother.
"Logan! Dance with me! I'm so bored - none of the guys here are even looking twice at me! Maybe if I get out there and shake it a little bit they'll bite...." She wasn't asking. Dee already had him by the arm, pulling him to the dance floor as she downed the rest of her sour.

She planned on getting laid tonight, and since none of the boys here looked her way, she thought that maybe getting in their line of view would help. She turned to Logan and began dancing, with the only thing in her mind being to draw the eyes of boys.... Dee shook her chest, wiggled her ass, lifted her arms in the air, and got a little sweaty dancing with her brother.

 

[NothingClever]

Before really having a chance to say no, Dee had pulled him out to the floor and began dancing at him. He got up close to her and started dancing near her, his body almost pressed up against hers. He mostly looked into her eyes as they danced, but couldn't help glancing down her body on occasion, the sheen of sweat forming on her body making her incredibly sexy. His sister was beautiful and he really didn't know why none of the guys weren't looking at her, not that he was going to complain. He had plans with her tonight and didn't need some stranger moving in. When the music stopped for a moment, he whispered in Dee's ear. "Would you like another drink, Dee?" Before giving her a chance to answer he walks to the bar and gets another beer for himself and a sour for her, bringing them out to the dance floor as the music starts up again, and resumes dancing with her. Sliding one arm around her waist and dancing right up against her. Looking at Dee he shouts, "Maybe if I show "interest" other guys will too!"

 

[showdolly]

Dee downed her fifth - or sixth? who's counting anyway! - cherry sour when Logan brought it for her. He suggested that he might "show some interest" so other guys might, and Dee in her now buzzed state didn't see why that didn't make sense. She nodded, and pressed herself closer to her brother.

Very calmly and just as part of the music, Dee straightened her arms and placed them on her brother's shoulders and around his neck. Her fingers laced with each other, and her hips bounced first left and then right in time to the music. Someone smacked her ass, she wasn't sure who, but it made her giggle and wink at her brother - his ploy was working! Dee only pressed herself further into him, his leg between hers as she began to grind against it....

 

[NothingClever]

As Dee begins grinding on his leg, Logan "lets" his hands drop to her nice tight ass, one hand on either cheek as he begins slide his leg against her grinding. He didn't see who smacked her ass, but he didn't really care, he was close to his sister their faces mere inches apart. He knew things were going well and didn't want to press anything, so he kept himself from kissing her, like he wanted to do.

Moving in time with her, he can feel stirrings between his legs, and knows that he has to control that for now, it could damage what he has thus far accomplished. "Dee, where on Earth did you learn to dance like this?" He asks his sister playfully, pinching her ass teasingly. Not waiting for an answer he continues to move in time with her, feeling her grind against his leg.

 

[showdolly]

Dee has downed yet another vodka sour, and her head is beginning to spin a bit. She's dancing, and somewhere in her mind she knows it's Logan, but that fact has become unregistered to her. He begins grinding back into her, and the girl puts forth with all she's got. His leg feels good on her sex, and she presses herself into him.
Laughing, and her speech slurred a bit, she admits to him that she's now having a great time. "Fuck all those stupid assholes," she sputters. "We can have fun all by ourselves." She tries to punctuate this with a nod of her head, but loses her balance and only catches herself using Logan's strong forearms. Laughing again, Dee tries to go back to their dancing actions.

 

[NothingClever]

Logan smiles as his "little" sister tries to get those words out about all the stupid assholes at the club. He pushes his leg more firmly against her sex as she grinds harder, his hands now firmly attached to her ass as they dance. "You know what Dee, you're right. Fuck those assholes. If they can't see how beautiful you are, and what you have to offer, they don't deserve you. And fuck these stupid bitches here too, not a one of them has even bothered looking this way. I guess I'm too ugly for them." He says this last bit with a laugh and kinda stumbles but manages to recover before sending himself and his "date" to the floor.

 

[showdolly]

As Dee falls to the floor laughing, she acknowledges her brother's feelings. "Aww Lo, you're not ugly. You're the sexiest guy here!" She reaches over and pecks him one on the cheek before falling onto her back and lying flat on the floor. A few of the dancers look at them funny, and Dee can't help but just laugh harder. She stretches her hand upward and drunkedly calls for help.

 

[NothingClever]

As Dee falls to the floor laughing, she acknowledges her brother's feelings. "Aww Lo, you're not ugly. You're the sexiest guy here!" She reaches over and pecks him one on the cheek before falling onto her back and lying flat on the floor. A few of the dancers look at them funny, and Dee can't help but just laugh harder. She stretches her hand upward and drunkedly calls for help.

He was flattered when she called him the sexiest guy here. He was sure it was the vodka sours talking but was flattered nonetheless, and he blushed slightly when she kissed his cheek. As they both sit, or rather lie on the floor, he begins laughing. Finally he manages to stand up and stretches his arm to lift her too her feet. Pulling so hard that it makes her basically fly into his arms. He wraps his semi-muscular arms around her, holding her steady, and whispers in her ear.

"Fuck these people, Dee. Let's go home, we can stop and get some beer on the way. Sound like a plan?"

He can tell she's obviously thinking about the idea, and he wonders if her mind is clouded enough to agree to this. He smiles softly at her, and sways a little side to side kinda like dancing.