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Post by Bobby Drake on Jan 11, 2013 4:45:15 GMT -5
Finally! Weekend! No more stupid students and homework to look over for Bobby, Saturday night was his night and nobody could take it away from him! Unless he had tests to grade, which he did not have this weekend.
Zelda had to work tonight, so Bobby went out alone, there had to be more girls to have fun with right? He sat in a bar, sipping from a beer as he looked around, trying to decide who to buy a drink for. He saw a blonde girl, who looked really hot, but quickly changed his mind as she seemed to be here with her boyfriend.
Bobby had patience when it came to picking up girls, it was one of the few things he did have patience to wait for, mainly because it usually was really worth it in the end. He then noticed the redhead who had just entered, she was hot and she had come here alone, which meant she was either going to meet someone here or she was doing exactly the same thing as him.
“A strawberry martini for the redhead who just entered” he said to the bartender with a smile. She would receive her drink the moment she got to the bar and the bartender would point at Bobby and let her know who had bought her a drink. He smiled at her as she received her drink, some girls found this sweet while others considered it creepy, he hoped she was the first kind.
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Post by Theresa Cassidy on Jan 11, 2013 11:22:04 GMT -5
Good god on high what a week!
Theresa had had her fill of the Mass Academy and her awkward and uncomfortable relationship with her new biological father. Miss Frost had issued the edict of "no drinking on campus", and Theresa would follow that rule.
So she went off campus to drink.
After all the drama from this week, Terry needed to blow off steam and just have some fun. Dressed to the nines she had made her way to one of the college bars that didn't card. She wore a tight green dress cut low in the neck and high on the legs. Tall, thigh high black leather boots encased her shapely legs, and her red hair flowed down her back like a splash of sunset.
A martini was brought to her, and Terry smiled. She asked the bartender who had bought it for her, and she pointed to the good looking guy on the other side of the room. Terry caught his eye and tipped her glass to him, before patting the bar stool next to her in an invitation for him to join her.
He was cute. And she was lonely. So--- you do the math.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jan 16, 2013 20:46:13 GMT -5
Seemed like this girl was one of the girls who didn’t mind being greeted with a free martini the moment she entered, Bobby could tell that she didn’t mind at all. He tipped his glass back at her and smiled, this was a good start.
He grabbed his beer, got up and headed over to the redhead, she was without doubt hot. He took the seat next to her “hello, I am sorry for being cheesy, but I have to ask, what is a pretty girl like you doing all alone in a place like this?” girls did usually not go out alone, not unless they were looking for fun, trouble or both, he hoped she was looking for both.
He reached out a hand “Bobby Drake” he introduced himself before he took a sip of his cold beer, if things went the way he hoped, this night would be a good night.
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Post by Theresa Cassidy on Jan 24, 2013 14:40:50 GMT -5
Terry just sipped her drink while Bobby paid her a compliment, her full lips twisting into a sultry smile. He introduced himself, which was good. It meant he wanted to know her better.
And it gave her something to play hard to get with.
"Tess." Theresa said, using Tom's old nickname for her with a slight lilt to her voice. Oh she wasn't even going to have to use her powers, was she? He was obviously looking for some fun.
"An t'answer yer first question, Bobby Drake.." She let his name drip over her tongue, as if trying it on like a dress she was considering buying. "In case me accent dinna give me away, I'ma not 'xactly from t'ese parts, aye? Tis the weekend, anna t'ought I'd see wha'sorta mischief a filliel could get inta wit'out breakin too many laws."
Terry flicked her hair off her shoulders, back away from her face. her deep green eyes met Bobby's in a flirty, sexy look from uder her long dark lashes.
"T'be right upfront an honest t'ough, ye dinna hav'ta use yer best lines on me. I'ma straight shooter. An we both know tha'whaile I'm indeed a prim right stargazer-- t'eres plenty o'prettier lassies in dis place. Ye jest liked th'fact I was 'ere alone."
Her playful banter and sexy Irish accent were offset by the way Tess as she was calling herself tonight sat at the bar. her body was angled towards Bobby so others would see she was engaged in conversation with the adorable player, but she wasn't draping herself over him like a bad suit. If anything, she seemed a bit reserved in the physical department, her long legs crossed towards him at the knee, back straight, cleavage just peeking out of her tight green dress.
But the look on her face was definitely interested, should he play his cards right.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Feb 5, 2013 21:14:14 GMT -5
Bobby took a sip from his drink, from her body language and facial expressions, he easily figured that she was a flirty person and that she did enjoy his attention, it seemed like he had picked the right girl.
“Nice to meet you Tess” he kept his confident smile up “pretty name” he commented, overused line for sure, but it was a polite and good start. She was a looker for sure, he liked what he saw, and it amused him a bit that Scott probably would have liked her too.
He was not exactly disappointed to hear she wasn’t from here, it could easily mean that she was just visiting and would leave, girls could often complicate things and if she was going back to where she came from, he would never hear from her again and that was fine “let’s see, red hair and that accent, I am guessing Ireland? What happened, Ireland got too small for you or did the leprechauns scare you away?” he hadn’t actually spoken to anyone Irish before, but he was sure he had gotten it right.
She was pretty straight forward, Bobby really liked that “so, you already know why I decided to give you attention and you still haven’t told me to fuck off? I am guessing that means you are looking for the same as me, which is just some fun” she really seemed like a cool girl, not that it mattered, he didn’t plan on staying in touch, it was just nice to meet a girl who did seem like she was on his level, so that he wouldn’t have to lie and charm her into doing what he wanted and then hurt her.
The fact that Bobby was interested was obvious, he wasn’t desperate or anything, but she seemed like the kind of girl he would want to have a good time with tonight and he would listen to her, talk to her, joke around and possibly buy her more drinks if necessary, as long as it seemed like he would get what he wanted in the end.
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Post by Theresa Cassidy on Feb 10, 2013 20:30:25 GMT -5
"It serves me purposes, aye." Tess said with a smirk. She sipped her drink again, and listened to Bobby continue to come onto her blatantly. It was obvious, but cute, and she didn't mind the attention in the least.
“let’s see, red hair and that accent, I am guessing Ireland? What happened, Ireland got too small for you or did the leprechauns scare you away?
"Ye'd be guessin correct. T''ough whose t'say I'm not a leprechaun sent t'help ye get lucky?" One emerald green eye winked seductively, and she laughed merrily. "But nay-- I'm 'ere fer school an b'cause I recently found me birth father who dinna know I e'er existed an he teaches a'tis hoity toity school in Westchester so... New York is a good place t'reknew tha relationship. An t'answer yer last question it depends onna what yer definition of fun is. If'n yer re'ferrin t'a date I'm innerested. If'n yer referrin t'somet'in more--horizontal-- I'm not....yet. Gmme an hour in yer comp'ny an I might change me mind."
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Post by Bobby Drake on Feb 11, 2013 8:20:09 GMT -5
“Oh sorry, I thought leprechauns were much smaller and had beards, guess I was wrong” she was funny, this would be a fun night, Bobby was sure of it. So a school in Westchester, that was a bit too close, but he would be able to avoid her if it got awkward in the future anyway, at least it wasn’t his school, he was pretty sure that none of the Xavier’s staff had an Irish daughter.
“New York is great, welcome to the best place on earth” he really meant it too, what was better than New York? “I am a New Yorker myself, never lived anywhere else and don’t feel like leaving” he wouldn’t mention Westchester just yet, in case of awkwardness.
She seemed like the kind of girl who knew what she wanted and how to get it, he liked that too “oh of course I meant a date” not exactly true, he had hoped for something more fun, but a date was cool too “an hour? We will see, want more to drink?”.
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Post by Theresa Cassidy on Feb 11, 2013 8:44:15 GMT -5
Tess's face grew darkly serious, and she held bobby's gaze, her green eyes sparkling brightly. "Oh darlin...t'eres somet'in ye should know 'bout an Irish lass. Ye ne'er ask her if she wants more t'drink. Because honestly, only a daft fockin eejit e'er turns down free liquor. Tis jest not right!"
She laughed again, the sound bubbling over her lips and brushed Bobby's shoulder with her fingers.
"'ere's a lil tip fer ya t'ough... Tess leaned in close, so her lips were righ above Bobby's ear, her breath hot. ye dinna have 'get me drunk t' get inta me knickers. I 'appen ta t'ink ye might have a fair shot at em wit me stone cold sober. So ye have a choice now Robert Drake. Ye can tell me'bout yerself... or ye can dance wit me. Eit'er way I learn somet'in new 'bout ya, do I not aye?"[/b]
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Post by Bobby Drake on Feb 13, 2013 0:10:38 GMT -5
He laughed too, joking about stereotypes were always fun “right, sorry Tess, I will try to remember that” he grinned and finished his own beer. The sense of humor, the playfulness and the flirting was almost a bit too good to be true, how come the random girl he had chosen in the bar just happened to be the person who could give Zelda some competition?
“Oh really? Then why didn’t you say so before I spent money on a drink for you” he let out a sigh and smirked “what do you want to know? Ask anything you want to know and I will answer as honestly as I can” his X-Men involvement was probably his only secret that he could think of, well and Zelda of course, it wasn’t exactly charming to mention that he was involved with someone.
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Post by Theresa Cassidy on Feb 15, 2013 21:25:16 GMT -5
After about two hours, Tess had learned that Bobby was a teacher, a practical joker, and had an awkward relationship back home as well. She knew he had an affinity for ice cream and was astounded she'd never had a snow cone before. He liked his women pretty, and was a decent dancer even though he insisted he sucked.
He had learned that Tess loved to sing, but she never would in public from "stage fright" (which was actually power fright), that she liked to live a bit dangerously, that she could hold her liquor and drink several of his friends fro college under the table, and that while she was single, she wasn't necessarily looking to get married. If something came along she'd go for it, but Tess didn't even know if she wanted to get married after the mess with her fathers.
She'd gotten up to go to the restroom, and he'd followed. They'd made it about as far as the coat closet before Tess asked her final question.
She'd decided that drunk or sober, this guy was one worth keeping for the night.
"Last question, an tis a doozey.' Tess warned, that playful mischief in her turquoise eyes. "Why haven't ye kissed me yet?"
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Post by Bobby Drake on Feb 26, 2013 3:36:09 GMT -5
This had been a good date, he had never planned on having a date tonight at all, but it had been worth it, Tess was a really interesting and fun girl to talk to. Of course he would rather kiss her and go somewhere private, but he didn’t regret sticking with her even if that didn’t happen.
When she asked why he hadn’t kissed her yet, he was slightly puzzled “didn’t think you wanted me to” he said and smiled, before leaning in and softly kissing her lips, he let his hands rest on her waist as he kissed her “should have done this sooner” he said with a smile once the kiss was over. “So… what do you want to do now?” he asked, if she wanted to go home, with or without him, he would probably be fine with either.
If she didn’t feel like spending more time with him, he would probably call Zelda to see if she could leave work early or he would just go home, he wouldn’t really bother picking up new girls right now. But of course, Zelda was always fun to spend time with, even if he could easily drop her for someone better, it was not as if they both didn’t see other people, they didn’t really date, it was just a thing.
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Post by Theresa Cassidy on Feb 26, 2013 10:56:28 GMT -5
But there seriously was no need to worry bout Zelda and if she'd be free the rest of the evening, because no sooner had the words "So what do you wanna do now?" left Bobby's lips than Tess hooked her finger in the belt loop of his jeans and pulled him right up against her.
Eyes dancing, Tess kissed him again, stumbling them both back into the coat closet while locked at the lip.
This kiss was good, but by no means gentle... it was wild, reckless and insistant. Her fingers buried in Bobby's sandy hair, her tongue slipping into his mouth as they kissed. She pulled back only to press her lips to his ear and whisper hotly "I's like fer ye t'take me home wit you an see if American men know more about what a women likes than th'Irish clods I'ma used to pawin a lass. But ifn ye dinnaewanna take me back t'yer place-- we could see if we dinna get caught righ 'ere... or th'back of a cab...or both an t'en again a'yer place..."
One hand had slipped up under his shirt in the back, tracing slow and small tight circles with her fingertips over his skin; the other was pressed against his groin through his jeans and teasing there as well.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Mar 6, 2013 6:32:04 GMT -5
This was one of the times where Bobby really wished he had a place in the city, he couldn’t bring a human with him to Xavier’s, the mutant school was supposed to be a secret, he had actually be given specific instructions not to bring any girls there. But, there was another place he could take her.
The kiss was passionate and filled with lust, she knew what she wanted, it was obvious and Bobby liked that. “I know a place” his parents had left on a cruise to the Caribbean, they wouldn’t be back until next weekend, which was perfect tonight. He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the coat closet, he gave her another kiss as he led her outside to catch a cab.
As soon as they got into a taxi, he told the driver “Fort Washington, Long Island” he smiled at her as they took their seats.
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Post by Theresa Cassidy on Mar 6, 2013 16:33:56 GMT -5
About twenty minutes and one incredibly steamy and heavy petting filled cab ride later, Tess slipped the driver a generous tip for turning a blind eye to all the naughty goings on that had taken place in the back seat.
If foreplay was ay indication to how a man was in bed, Bobby was going to be exceptional. Terry had had to cover her own mouth to keep from screaming nearly every time he touched her. And he had touched her in ways no BOY had before... he'd touched her like a man. And she'd loved -every- second of it.
She'd treated him to a few lessons with her Gaelic tongue as well, so saying they both were mighty worked up upon arrival at his parents house was something of an--understatement.
As he fumbled with the lock, Tess fumbled with the zipper of Bobby's jeans; her arms were wrapped around his waist from behind and it didn't take her long to get it down and her hands inside to capture her prize. He was hers to tease and torment until he wrestled control back.
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