22 April 2012
Breathing deeply, Andy rubbed a hand across his forehead, trying to swat away Persephone from randomly licking him. Maybe it HADN'T been a good idea to get her up on the stage, although Ashley certainly didn't seem to be regretting it. CC smirked back down at her, "Well Ms. Whatever-Your-Second-Name-Is, depending on how soon you get off Andy, depends on whether or not you get to do any of them."
"What?" Tokyo replied with a laugh, just before Ashley kissed her once more, and as he pulled away from her again, "I thought I told you I needed to be more drunk first?" The red had finally faded from her cheecks now she was down from the stage, and she had calmed considerably now that there was a much smaller audience staring at her. She couldn't help but notice that her brown lipstick was now thoroughly smeered across Ashley's lips, and it was probably the same on her face. With a small chuckle, she lifted her hand, and used her thumb to try and wipe it from his face.
WWRY (BVB Fanfic) 62. More Drunk • Opuss № I