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"Fuck! if we only trained more..!" Slam! a bottle of whiskey was dropped onto the table as a drunken Vodka starts punching the air. It was bad, horrible even! Vodka and Scarlet managed to somehow get 15th and 14th place, it was truly sad really, they practice so much and for what? A pat on the shoulder and a "Better luck next time"?? Yuck!
"Howww! i did everything Scarlet!! Everythinggg" her speech slurry from the bottles of whiskey she had poured down her throat in the past two hours, but who can blame her really? Such a terrible excuse for a race needs to be removed from their brains.
"I could've won! I wouldn't mind seeing you with your pathetic placement but ME!?" Scarlet chimed in, as drunk as one can be "eh!? me?? okay miss perfect, at least I didn't trip and fall from 10th to 14th!"
It was the usual, the two rivals arguing, pointing fingers at each other and crying about their pride and reputation, things one can only express when one is drunk "Well at least my boobs don't distract the whole crowd! I'm built on pure muscle baby!" Vodka said pointing a finger at herself in pride, earning a slurred "Shut up!"from her rival but the words that came out of her mouth were kinda off twisted, those didn't distract the crowd at all... in fact
the one getting distracted was the one speaking, and to be fair it sure was a sight to behold, Scarlet was in her most comfortable pajamas which revealed her collarbone and one of her shoulders, truly a sight to behold for someone like Vodka but thing is, she never really notice how absolutely gorgeous Scarlet looked... is it the alcohol?
"Call me whatever you want you sore loser! at least i didn't fumble as bad as you!" Scarlet shot back, pointing a finger at Vodka's cheek, her face flustered from drinking and maybe, just maybe because something possessed Vodka to use a sport bra as a pajama and holy hell, that was a spectacle to behold, an amazing physique if she said so herself but of course, she would rather swallow glass than admitting it.
Both were drunk, Vodka more than anyone but it wasn't obvious because of her high tolerance, but Scarlet didn't even know her own tolerance... Heck this was her first time drinking! So as they went for each others throats she started realizing that she felt fuzzy inside, a weird dumb feeling that made her feel weird in a good way, was she getting too drunk? No way! She isn't going to lose to Vodka! not even when it comes to alcohol
"You know!! you're no better than me scarlet!" Why did she look so... good? was she always this hot? oh God she'd drank too much.
suddenly they were both on the ground, Scarlet pinning Vodka with both of her hand, maybe Vodka looked buffed but trust me when i say that Scarlet's strength is absolutely no joke.
"U-uh!? Hey what are you doing!?" What a good question that was, why was she doing this? The alcohol? The memento? A mix between those two? Scarlet's face was getting redder by the second, seeing her rival's body pinned down under hers, seeing her struggle to get out, god bless that liquid courage because that image is getting burned into her skull for quite the while.
"You look hideous... and hot. Its really pissing me off..! why do you always have to look so good" Scarlet moved her head closer to Vodka's, both could feel each other's breath on their neck, their faced flushed like a tomato, fuck this was too much. Scarlet couldn't hold it together anymore, it was too much. She smacked her lips against Vodka's making her let out a sharp gasp.
Scarlet moved her head, trying to find an opening onto her rival's mouth, but it was to no avail, they separated their heads gasping for air, sweat dripping from their neck down. "What was that abo- !" Scarlet struck again but this time she bit down Vodka's lip making her let out another gasp but this time she slid her tongue into the opening, she explored the other's mouth making sure to memorize it before this chance slips away. Vodka on the other hand didn't really fight or even try to maintain her image, she melted into the kiss, letting herself get lost from the sensations that she was going through right now but good things don't last long, they both separated their heads once again but this time there was a tiny string of saliva connecting them it was amazing really, seeing Vodka without her usually cocky self, without her usual bite but trembling and panting, all thanks to her..
Thing is Scarlet wasn't satisfied, she needed more, way more. She lifted Vodka's body and bit down on her collarbone, earning a a whine from her
"Fuck.. Scarlet that's way too visible...!" "Not my problem, this is too tempting... you are too tempting" She bit down again, but this time she started sucking the same sweet spot making Vodka let out a series of muffled moans making her feel everything
After a while she let go only to admire the hickey now placed on her flustered neck, she felt good, satisfied even and maybe a bit dizzy? Scarlet rested her head on Vodka's neck, on the same spot she was just vandalizing seconds ago "You better forget about this"
and just like that she fell asleep, the effect of the alcohol finally leaving her alone, but on the other hand, which was probably never too drunk to begin with was a complete mess, flustered, trembling and marked, "Fuck..."
(For anyone wondering yes they did in fact steal the alcohol from Gimlet)