Fairy Tail RP

Shiomi bites her lip, Salem would feel tingling to her touch. Which would only make what he is feeling better, or..worse, in his case. // Washington is getting lost within the music, losing track of all time. "Whatever you say."

Entering the house, comes Atticus. The last one there. He looks around, spotting Medea, Melody, Fenwick, and Orion. He begins to glide over to them, trying to avoid the drunks.

“Come...” *Freya whispers.* “This song is almost over. Embrace this feeling. Touch me more. Don’t you want me?” *She pushes her backside further and further into him, her head nuzzling against his chest.*

"It looks very nice on you." Orion assures.//"Maybe someone a little more closer in age perhaps?" Melody suggests.

He turns his face away in an attempt to keep control of himself. // Rosemary points to herself. “Your goal is to beat me, the dealer.”

Washington bites his lips. His eyes trail down her body, his hand rises from her thigh to her stomach, then to her breast, while the other one circles into her inner thigh. // Shiomi hugs him, embracing him. "You okay?" She asks him.

(dont ignore atticus my friendsss)

Salem grimaces, glancing toward his group of friends. “Of course.” He murmurs.

“Hey...think you can grab me a drink?” *Medea asks, her finger making circles on his chest.* // *Fenwixk Shakes his head.* “I like her maturity. Her reliability. And she’s smokin’ hot.” *Fenwick grins, then glances at Atticus.* “Hey, what are you doing here?” // *The crowd cheers, and Freya shakes her head. She breaks the spell on Washington, but continues to dance with him. Just to see what happens.*

Shiomi looks at his chest again, her pupils enlarging. "Don't be such a party pooper, Salem." She starts to touch him again, the magic entering his body so he can feel better.

"I was gonna ask if you wanted one. What do you drink?" Orion asked.//"alright sounds simple." Ethan nods.

“I’ll drink whatever you’re drinkin’ bud.” *Medea smiles.*

"Beer?" Orion raised an eyebrow "you sure?"

Washington feels the air release on his shoulders, but it just seems like his vision was cleared. He looks down at his hand, he feels a bit nervous now, like he's in an area he shouldn't. But this only excites him more, and makes his adrenaline surge faster. He continues to touch her. // "I...You said I should've come last night...So.." He looks toward the door.

Rosemary nods. “If you go over, you bust and you lose. If you want another card you say hit, and if you don’t want any more you say stand.” // Salem clenches his jaw in an attempt to resist. “You wreck me.” He murmurs.

“Yeah but you didn’t seem like you wanted to.” *Fenwick says.* “I’m glad you’re here though.” // “Wash~...people are staring.” *Freya feigns embarrassment.* // “Yeah why not?” *Medea shrugs.*

"You like it." The light shines from her glasses. "You're breathing heavily, your heart is beating fast, your skin is hot.." Shiomi puts a hand over his heart. "It's so interesting how turned on a man gets.."

Atticus gives a stare, then looks up. "Someone's..." // Washington removes his hands, placing them back on her waist. "Are we done here, then? You all of a sudden seem flustered." He smiles.

“Or I’m scared.” He digs his fingers into his skin, the daydream playing over and over in his head, each time getting closer to a reality. “I need to leave to the restroom.”

Orion shrugs "alright suit yourself." He disappears for a bit before coming back with a beer in hand. "Here you go."//"uh..where did you learn this anyway?" Ethan asked

“You wanna keep dancing with me?” *Freya asks, pouting her lips.* // “You should go dance, Atticus.” *Fenwick suggests.* // “Such a nice guy.” *Medea grins, giving him a kiss on the cheek. She pops open the drink and takes a sip.*

Shiomi shuts her eyes. "Scared you're going to do something you don't want to." She breathes into his ear. "Spend some time with me, you never do. It hurts my feelings."

"Yeah, fuck that." Atticus looks around. "I'm here to get wasted. Where's the drinks?" // Washington smiles, "Do you want that?"

"Thanks." Orion's face goes a little red from the surprise. "Do you like the taste? it isn't for everyone."

Salem swallows again, his mouth dry. “Restroom.” He repeats. // Rosemary shrugs. “My dad.”