We All Fall Down. (Jack Barakat of All Time Low)

We All Fall Down - Drunk

¡SMUT WARNING OH BOY!

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drunk

/drəNGk/

Adjective

Affected by alcohol to the extent of losing control of one's faculties or behaviour.

"Happy birthday dear Emma," the guys sang,"happy birthday to you! MAKE A WISH!"

I laughed, blush rising up in my cheeks, and blew out the candles.

"WOO!" Vic yelled and threw his hands into the air.

"Okay, party is in a couple of hours. We'll give you some alcohol just don't tell mom," Jaime said.

"Alrighty," I grinned.

We sat in the living room of the guys' shared house and ate cake.

*****

The party was just finished and everybody but Mike and I had passed out.

I was drunk as fucking hell.

Mike left to go to bed and I stepped around the people that were asleep on various couches.

I walked- well- stumbled up the stairs and passed Jaime's room where I was meant to be staying and straight into Mike's where he stood, shirtless.

I walked straight up to him and pushed my hands on to his chest, pushing him towards the wall behind him.

He stumbled back, taken by surprised and looked down at me awkwardly.

I leaned upwards and forced a kiss onto his mouth.

He relaxed into it for a moment before pushing me away.

"You're Jaime's sister," he breathed.

"Wow, really?" I whispered back before forcing my lips onto his again, biting his lower lip as I pulled away slightly.

"No no no no no," he shook his head.

"Oh, yes yes yes," I smirked,"I'm a big girl now... Come on... It isn't as if I'm a virgin."

I kissed down his neck to his shoulder and kissed between his shoulder and collar bone, swirling my tongue over the soft skin before biting slightly.

His head fell backwards as he let out a moan.

He put his lips to mine, finally giving in, and pulled me up by the thighs.

It stung slightly but the alcohol made it so much better.

He walked towards the door and pushed it shut, leaning me against it.

His teeth grazed my bottom lip as he begged for me to let him in.

I complied and edged my mouth open slightly, teasing him, to which he whined.

"Emma," he breathed.

I liked the way my name sounded from his mouth.

"Mike," I smirked back.

He started kissing down my jaw line to behind my ear where he kissed and sucked at it, nipping my lobe slightly. The cool sensation of his lip ring contrasting to the heat of his lips was amazing.

"Mike," I breathed, my voice husky,"fuck..."

"Holy crap, I'm fucking crazy," he murmured before locking the door and smiling. He pushed me down onto the bed,"but I don't care."

I rolled us over so I was straddling him and I began to kiss him roughly and I tugged on his lip ring gently. I finally kissed him properly and our tongues danced together, the alcohol mixing and creating a strange taste in my mouth.