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News Report On Revenge Glacier12 x Alvis Alendran

They had done a little preparation for the day. THe big game was on after all, and all of the guys wanted to see it. A few large bowls of chips had been set out, filled with chips of various kinds, and the oven was hating up a small mountain of chicken wings. Dairne and Derrick were on the couch, chatting quietly. Their eyes tracked Emily as she walked into the room in the black silk. It was something of a turn on just having her in the room like that. But she was heading for the kitchen, so Darien assumed she was hunting for food.
"There's bottled water in the fridge. For you, specifically, it's got your name on it." He called to her. And he was right too. Five bottle. Each of them drugged and ready. It might take the drugs an hour or so to really kick in, but they'd certainly get the job done.
 
As she walked into the kitchen the smell of food making her stomach growl. She looked over to Darien as he addressed her and turned to the fridge and opened it up to find the five water bottles with her name on it. She pulled one out and looked at it skeptically, of course she didn't trust the guys but she didn't see anything wrong with it so she opened it up and took a sip before closing the fridge and walking over to the couch "Whats on?" She asked curiously as she noticed all the chips out.
 
Darien nodded slightly as she drank from the water. It was certainly getting started now.
"Big game. We got a lot of money riding on it. ANd if you're going to do something, like watch a game..." He waved to the food around him. "...might as well do it right, you know?" Darien settled onto the couch more effectively, winking at Emily simply because he had the urge. Derrick grunted.
"Food in the fridge, bottom shelf, if you're hungry now. Just pork and potatoes, but better than nothing." The big man pointed out.
 
Emily couldn't hide her blush as Darien suddenly winked at her but was thankful when Derrick spoke. "Alright, thank you." she said and walked back to the fridge and opened it up and as she looked around suddenly blurted out without thinking "So did you guys just assume I was on the pill or were you hoping to knock me up?" Her face turned an even darker shade of red and for a moment she was actually afraid they would get pissed at her for saying something like that so grabbed some of the pork "Never mind," She murmured swiftly and took a seat at the counter with her back to the two men.
 
She reacted to the wink, which wasn't quite what Darien had expected. He knew what they'd done to her had rattled a few bolts loose upstairs for her, but so far the only side effect was that she seemed to be rather fun to be around. And her walking around in that silk wasn't hurting his thoughts on the matter at all either. When she spoke again, both men froze, adn spun around, looking at her with a faintly shocked and incredulous look on their faces. Where had that come from? They both looked at her a moment, processing what they had heard, adn how she blushed furiously before trying to essentially take it back. Both men burst out laughing, Darien leaning back on that couch, grinning. Derrick chuckled deeply, but both of them sounded sincerely amused. Calming down, Dairen spoke.
"It'd be the former. Pretty thing like you, reputation for being smart? Figured that you'd be playing it safe." He paused, and looked at her. "I was right in thinking that, right?"
 
Emily jumped when they both began to laugh, she looked over her shoulders with wide eyes but her body relaxed at the sound, it was a soothing sound to hear real laughter and not forced laughs. With a small huff she turned back around to take a sip of water "Well I wouldn't be a reporter if I was stupid now would I?" She asked though she wasn't being rude at all then nodded "Of course." She said finally and began to eat without looking back around to see if they were still looking at her. She really didn't know why she had said that in the first place, maybe it was because she was starting to get used to being around all of them? Well all except Paul, she didn't think she could ever get used to being around him.
 
Darien blew out a sigh, and sank back onto the couch. Well that was good to know. last thing he needed was a pregnacy on his hands. Especially since it'd be a somplete crapshoot as to who it belonged to. Cain and James both emerged, rubbing sleep out of their faces, and sitting on one of the couches.
"Game time?" Cain asked.
"Soon." Darien answered. Jame smiled, and tossed Cain a small pouch of weed. The man grinned, and got up, coming back a moment later with a pipe that he started to pack with practiced ease. A moment later, it was being passed around to all but Derrick, to whom they simply passed it over. The big man didn't react in the least. Over teh course of the next twenty minutes, the rest of the gang was out and about, taking up various positions on the couches. It might not be in at full force yet, but the drugs that Emily had taken in would likely be starting to kick in on some level.
 
Emily finished eating just as James and Cain walked in and placed her things in the seat but returned to her seat at the counter, not really wanting to go back to her room since everyone was out here. From the corner of her eye she watched the three smoke and crinkled her nose but didn't speak as she simply finished off the water and sat up a bit, cracking her back as she turned "can I sit and watch the game with you guys?" She asked hopefully. She didn't know why but she was really starting to get the urge to just be near them, she placed her hands on her knees resulting in her leaning forward just a bit but not to much to suggest something though she didn't think anything of her actions.
 
Darien smiled at her as she spoke, and nodded. He looked at james, who rolled his eyes, and moved to a different couch. Bastard had got plenty of time with her lately. Darien pat the space beside him.
"Spot right here for ya. Come on over." He told her. The TV was on, adn the game on. It was a good sized event. Wings were being passed around before long, followed by the chips and a few beers. It was looking to be a fairly laid back but enjoyable day. Once EMily was seated, Darien leaned back, an arm falling around her shoulders without a thought. The way she'd asked, it had looked very much like an offer to him. But he wasn't going to push it forward. Not if she was actually drugged up. He'd wait a little longer, and just enjoy having her around for the moment.
 
She smiled happily and got up and sat down beside him and leaned back on the couch to get comfortable and actually scooted a bit closer to him as he placed his arm around her and kept her eyes on the tv. Occasionally she would run a hand through her hair and the second time she did it her hand rested on his thigh instead of hers but she either didn't notice or didn't care. Her other hand was playing with the bottom of her thin silk dress absentmindedly. At one point she finally looked away from the game to grab a beer as she started to get a bit thirsty.
 
The game wasn't a bad one. Not one for the record books by any means, but not bad to watch. Darien did admit that he was consistantly distracted by Emily beside him, her hadn falling on his thigh that he was certainly starting think she might be trying to turn him on a bit. If not, then she was doing a fine job by accident. As she grabbed a beer, he had to smile.
"Nice. Always appreciate a woman who can enjoy a brew." He said idly as she leaned back. he moved his arm from her shoulders to around her midsection, pulling her closer to him. He smiled as the game was starting to wind down towards it's half-time show. He took the moment to lean forward and kiss the side of her neck, figuring that the drugs ought to be getting going in full swing by now.
 
As Darien commented on her taking a beer she looked up at him and smiled softly before taking a sip and shifting against the couch ever so slightly as his hand moved from her shoulders to her lower ribs to pull her closer which she didn't mind. Her eyes went back to the tv so she didn't notice when Darien leaned down to kiss the side of her neck. Emily's eyes widened a bit before she tilted her head to the side to expose more of her neck and relaxing. Her hand began to travel from his knee up to his thigh as she chewed on her bottom lip and squirmed. Emily figured it was because she really was starting to get used to the way things were around here but she wanted him, maybe it wasn't particularly him exactly but Darien was the one beside her and she knew he would give her what she was suddenly craving. Emily could feel the heat forming between her legs as she began to grow wet, her nipples turning to hard buds just at the little bit of contact.
 
The thin silk didn't exactly hide a lot when it ccame to her body, so Darien got two very good signs that she was getting turned on. Which was fine by him. As she moved her hand up his thigh, he grinneed. Well, the time for subtlty was long past as far as he was concerned. He reached his other hand over, and got a good hold on her, pulling her around to straddle his lap, facing him. He leaned up and kissed her, a hand going to her breast, and squeezing, rubbing through the slik, whil his other hand slid up the night dress, and got a good hold on her ass.
"Tell me what you want Emily." He breathed to her, before going lower to kiss her neck, teeth scraping along her skin as he did so.
 
As Darien pulled her over so she was straddling him she ran her hands up his chest slowly as she kissed him back, giving him a low moan as one hand felt her breast and his other went to her ass. As he moved his lips from hers to his neck she breathed out softly before tilting her head to the side a bit "I want you Darien." She moaned before gripping his shoulders tightly. Teasingly she lowered herself so that her hips met his and moved her hips in a circular motion before pulling her hips up to tease him more. If she hadn't been drugged she would have been uneasy about doing anything in front of the other men but right now she couldn't care less if they were there or not.
 
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