RP:]] PIRATES OF THE QUEERABBEAN

Jacoby wrote:

((I remember some talk of Zacky and Syn doing something with whiskey bottles? Hah.

I did too actually. And I never do that. T'was odd for me.

I know! It would have being funnier with Brian.))

[[*giggles maniacally*
They were the worst things you could have said after one another.]]

((Oh man.
LOLSOMUCH!!! Hahaha!!
I didn't even notice.
Muhahah!))

*eyes widen*
*tries to be sexy again*
You sure you won't be jealous of Mr. Wine Bottle?
*smirks*
Getting there before you have a chance?
*laughs*
But if you insist...
*slowly unzips pants*

-nods-
Yes. I do insist.
-laughs and sits back in chair-
I seem to be sobering up a little.
Good I will remember this in the morning.

-grabs pen from the table and pops in mouth-
-sucks on gently-
See what this does to his little friend.
-smirks around pen-

((Damn myspace not letting me add myself and just saying:
"Confirm Add Friend


You cannot add yourself as a friend. "

LAME!
I did it on MSN!!!


...........
.............. I'm not that sad.
DO NOT MOCK MEH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))

*watches Coby and pen*
Mmmm.
*kicks pants off*
*has no boxers on*
*picks up wine bottle*
*smirks at bottle*
You do know this is just a one night thing, babe.
*points bottle towards Coby*
He's the guy I want to be with.
*looks back at bottle*
Don't get any ideas.
*laughs*
*presses neck of bottle against entrance*
*pushes in slowly*
*moans exaggaratedly while pushing bottle in*

[[I got to go in a mo.
Probably have to leave the bottle sex til the morning.]]

((Haha. I am Lol'ing so much at the bottle sex.

Okies. I shall save it then. I shall be on tomorrow morning. My mum will no doubt wake me up when she goes to work, so I can get a head start clearing my art room ready for it all to go upstairs. Yay, computer upstars time sooooooooooooon. Means more poooooooooorn.
Night!!!!
))

((Well. There is nothing to do here anymore. So, I'm gonna go and... talk to Dan me thinks. Night.))

((Helllooo
IT BE TOO EARLY!
I gotta be in TEH VILLE at half eleven.
I kinda see what Emma means by how I am so not helpful.
Katie texted me yesteday while I was at Matt's asking what time tomorrow and I just replied 'I dunno, ask Emma, LOL'
So yeah.
I was supposed to go out with Scott tomorrow but I have to pack instead, he rearanged it to Friday but I'ma go to Portchester instead.
I kinda have to break off whatever we have coz... well, I kinda really, really, really like Matt. And Drake knows it, which sucks. Matt told me he doesn't like Scott and told me 4 reasons why.
1) Because he thinks Scott is forcing me into a relationship I dun want.
2) Because he thinks Scott doesn't appreciate how incredible and wonderful I am, according to Matt.
3) Because Matt says he is incredibly jealous of him
4) Because Matt think Scott looks dodgy.

Gahhhhhhhhh I really, really do love Matt. We are together all the time and I sent texts to a lot of people on Friday night saying "HEY! I'M AN OLD MAN! DO YOU WANNA PIZZA PIE?!" And everyone was like WTF?! but Matt was like "Yes, but it depends if the penguin is delivering it..." coz he is more random than me, and he doesn't smoke or drink or do drugs and he looks after me and GAH
He is so much better than Scott!
Sorry, I know no one cares about this, I just kinda gotta make this decision.
Drake is going on and on about how it is so obvious we are into eachother, he keeps saying I should just move in with Matt. LOL.))

((Meh.

I don't know either of them, so I can't comment.))

((Muhahaha!
I'm guessing Gena tastes good, Zacky?
Hah.
But she doesn't have the Marilyn Monroe look anymore. She looked really uber pretty and sweet like that.

Spoiler:

...I want her dress. And her boyfriend.
And I wanna meeeeeeet her, so she can do my hair for me. Hah.))

Syn wrote:

*watches Coby and pen*
Mmmm.
*kicks pants off*
*has no boxers on*
*picks up wine bottle*
*smirks at bottle*
You do know this is just a one night thing, babe.
*points bottle towards Coby*
He's the guy I want to be with.
*looks back at bottle*
Don't get any ideas.
*laughs*
*presses neck of bottle against entrance*
*pushes in slowly*
*moans exaggaratedly while pushing bottle in*

[[I got to go in a mo.
Probably have to leave the bottle sex til the morning.]]

((I shall continue this now since I am going now and not gonna be home until about 2:30ish. Going to lunch with my mummy and then going shopping for her.))


-rests back on large chair-
-smirks and clicks fingers to imaginery rhythm-
Mmmmm...
-grins widely and licks over lips-
Why do I get the feeling I will be the only person that ever get to watch anything like this with him.
-smiles warmly to self-
-lets hand creep down to jean zipper-

((Syn. I shall send you the picture I took for Dan in a PM. You will be happy you know, I am not naked, but I am very proud of how I look. Hah.))

((I'm home.
But no one else is.
You planned this with my parents didn't you Syn? No come online so I would have to sort out my art room. Damnnnnnnnn you.
Hah.

I have also discovered something.
The reaction to different groups while Chloe is wearing green leopard print jeans, a fishnet and black top and doc martens.

Chavs- Don't care and actually sometimes give some encouragement.
Scene Kids- Stare and give filthy looks even though, I am basically wearing the raw and older version of clothes they are wearing.
Old People- Don't mind at all. More likely to talk to me than the chavs.
Young Children- Always. Fucking. STARING!

Oh yes. I growled at some sceneos in the cafe today. My mum literally dragged me out of there so we didn't get chased or anything. I laughed.))

[[I was forced to take my sister to the dentists.
Then we ended up going round town trying on boots.
Then I got pissed off because I couldn't afford the lovely boots.
Then I sat on a bus for an hour humming Trivium to myself and trying desperately to get Russell Brand out of my head.]]

((YAY!
You're back!
I shall cheer you up. Means I don't have to be forced to do my art room.
-boogies-
I'm deciding what I am gonna buy people for Christmas.
And what I want for myself.
Hah.
What would you like Synneh?
I plan to get you something postable.
-nods-))

[[Syn's not really postable is he?
Hmmm.
I dunno, surprise meh!!!
I love surprises.]]

*laughs to self*
Fuck it's cold.
*pushes in up to end of neck*
Ohhhhh.
*looks across to Coby*
*starts fucking self with bottle*
Fuccckkk...
*pushes bottle roughly against prostate*
*closes eyes*
*moans loudly*
God, I wish this was you doing this, babe.
Making me feel like this.

((Yay! Ok then.
I shall be on the look out for yooooooooooooo then.
Sorry I left rather sharpish. I was on the Ann Summer's site and my Dad wanted to us the computer. Hah.))

-stares wide eyed-
Fuuu-uuuck.
-shifts a little in chair-
Be a good boy and your wish may come true.
-smirks-
Even though I would have no idea WHAT to do.
-bites lip and continues watching-

*laughs*
Yes Masterrrrr.
*pushes bottle against prostate again*
*cries Coby's name*
Ohhh, I can feel you inside me.
Hitting my spot, making me feel so good...

-blinks-
-groans and whimpers a little-
You have to do something.
You want it to be you, don't you? Not the bottle.
-bites lip-
-says shakily with a gasp breath-
Syn?

*pants while continuing fucking self*
*opens eyes*
*looks to Coby*
Yeah, baby?
*moans as bottle hits prostate again*

-shakes head and smirks to self-
-walks over to Syn and pulls bottle from ass-
((-insert manic giggles here-))
-hears the popping sound, but shakes it off-
((-dies laughing-))
-throws bottle to the floor and pushes Syn onto the table without a sound-
You have made me into an animal right now.
-leans down and kisses roughly-
-starts to undo own pants with shaking hands-

*kisses back, nipping at lips*
*breaks from kiss*
Fuck me, Coby.
Make it hurt.
*smirks*

[[LoL.

Bad idea.
Scream + Synoby = ]]

-moans-
Yes boss.
-pauses-
Wait. How did we switch...?
Oh who cares?
-shakes head and pulls down pants and boxers fast-
-kicks off and turns back to Syn-
Come're you.
-pulls Syn's legs up and hooks them over shoulder-
-smirks down on-
Dry? Or...wettttt?


((Mmmm. I see what you mean.
-dies for whole other reasons-))

*giggles*
Someone's eager.
Who am I kidding?
I need this as much as he does.
*looks up at through lashes*
What do you think?