From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 03:20 am (UTC)		(Link)

Oh... no. No no no no no NO! She tried to jerk away from him, but it was no use; they were hopelessly entangled. Her legs were somehow twisted with his, and he was definitely lying on one of her arms.

She was completely awake now. And probably not sleeping again ever. "Gracy," she growled, panicking and possibly starting to hyperventilate. "Where are your clothes?"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 03:44 am (UTC)		(Link)

"On... the... floor?" He said it like a question even though he knew the answer.

He could feel the skin of her bare leg against his own, and vaguely remembered helping peel her out of those skinny jeans. It might not have been any better had he let her sleep with her jeans where she had left them-- half down around her knees.

Somehow he felt a little cheated, knowing she was going to end his life... and he didn't even really get to sleep with her.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:00 am (UTC)		(Link)

She grimaced, squishing her eyes shut as though it could somehow block out the answer. "So are my jeans, aren't they?" God, Gray, why did you have to have satin sheets? Like she didn't feel skanky enough already!

... and perhaps she should address the hand on her breast; perfectly still as if remaining innocuous enough might cause it to escape her notice. She glanced down again and swallowed. She was half naked. In Gray's bed. With Gray. And she didn't remember a damn thing.

Obviously all sorts of unspeakable things had occurred.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:10 am (UTC)		(Link)

He licked his lips, nervous to answer her question, though when he finally did it was only a simple "Yep."

She looked horrified. He wasn't surprised, but it did kill his pride a little bit further. Happy New Year, Gray. You're an idiot and none of the women you want want to sleep with you. Of course, it might have helped if he didn't always want the women who didn't want him.

Hunter was always especially attractive when she was pissed off at him. He frowned.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:17 am (UTC)		(Link)

Leon was going to kill her. Michi was going to kill her. And-- oh jesus fuck.

She wrenched her arm from underneath him and shoved him hard. "You better have used a fucking condom!"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:27 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Ow, fuck!" Gray rubbed his shoulder, pouting at her. Though after a moment, realization swept over his face and it occurred to him that Addy thought they'd slept together.

"I always use a condom, babe." He smirked at her knowingly, despite all he knew was the fact that she was going to kill him/never forgive him/chop off his balls.

A little revenge wasn't so bad, was it?

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 05:13 am (UTC)		(Link)

A pained little whine escaped her throat and she flopped back into the mattress. "Fuck." She swore into the pillow, before rolling over just enough to eyeball him. "Fuck, Gray! Really?"

Man, she just couldn't help but fuck things up, could she? Seventeen and she'd already slept with two guys. Within a week of one another, no less. Jesus, A-grade slut much?

She sighed and rolled onto her back; staring at the ceiling and pressed along his side. Well, he'd been inside her, what did it matter if she was wedged up against him now? "So, are you going to tell me what we did?"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 10:43 am (UTC)		(Link)

Gray tried to press his lips together in a line to keep the laughter in, to keep from smiling. But. Fuck. It was really difficult. The sides of his mouth curled into a pained smile and he covered his mouth as an attempt to stave it off.

No dice.

"I think..." He snerked a little, trying his best to keep from giggling flat out. "You might have told the whole party..." His voice got a little higher from the effort. "That you were going on a 'Gray ride'?" He shook a little, silently snickering with his hand clapped over his mouth.

Oh god, however this ended she was going to kill him.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 11:16 am (UTC)		(Link)

He had to be kidding. "I most definitely did not." She thumped him hard. "Don't think for a second we now have some special arrangement that will stop me from beating the shit out of you. Tell me what actually happened."

She wriggled up into a sitting position and glared at him. "This isn't funny. This is so much not fucking funny."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 11:44 am (UTC)		(Link)

"You did." He nearly squeak, his laughter coming out in slightly terrified giggles. "Ow!" He still laughed after she hit him, though he winced considerably.

"You screamed it at the whole front of the house," He was trying so hard not to laugh it came through in his voice.

"And what, you're saying you never--aha-you never thought about having sex-ahaha-with me, before?"

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 12:21 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Her eyes widened. "People weren't still there, were they? Oh my god." She covered her face in shame. This was even worse than Abernathy busting her and Leon in the woods. That was one person. This was potentially... all of them.

"Fucking.. fuck you!" She almost cocked her fist back, really, honestly struggling not to slam it into his face right then. "So how'd we get here then?! STOP LAUGHING."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 12:43 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"So many people," He laughed like it hurt, wiping the sides of his eyes because they were starting to tear up. "So many people." He held his sides, because it really was starting to hurt a lot.

"You--" He sighed, trying to free himself from the giggles. Which worked, slightly. He was still smiling like an idiot. "You were so far gone. I... I was worried."

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 01:15 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Worried?! WORRIED?!" That one earned him a belt around the head. "So you dragged me to your skanky porn-video bed for all sorts of unspeakably perverted sex you won't even tell me about! And everyone knows!" Everyone! She was ruined!

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 01:22 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Ah!" Gray yelped, laughing as Addy hit him again, weakly attempting to shield his head from her.

"You're the one who told everyone. I was just trying to get you out of there." He grinned, pushing himself up by his elbows and leaning a little closer to her. "Do you really want me to tell you?" He said suggestively.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 01:36 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I'll choke it out of you if you don't start talking," she growled furiously. If this were Quodpot practice she would have grabbed him by the collar and yanked him close enough to bite his face off. But this wasn't Quodpot, this was his bed. And the only clothing she could grab were his boxers and that was not going to happen.

She shoved him back into the mattress and sat on his chest. "Start. Talking."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 02:12 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Oof--" Gray flopped back down on the bed, and watching with an almost horrified fascination as she crawled atop him. Addy was in her underwear and she was sitting on his chest.

He grinned stupidly up at her. It was almost worth it.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 03:01 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Didn't even occur to her that her pants were on the floor. She delivered a sharp slap to the side of his face. "No smiling. No smiling, no laughing, no... no sex octopus hands."

She rested her weight on one hand beside his head, the other tensing between an angry point and a very tight fist micrometers from his face. "What. Happened. Last. Night."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:08 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray's head turned with the slap, and he hissed, cursing under his breath, but still, he laughed. He tried so hard not to, and he didn't know why he found it so hysterical. It was cruel, and he knew it was.

Of course, he just had to push it further.

"...Sex octopus hands? You mean these?" His hands found her thighs.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:41 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Sonofabitch! She jumped reflexively, clenching her legs around his ribcage a little more than could be comfortable.

"Put them on the headboard," she barked, looking around for her wand. "I am taking them with me."

The rest of his beaten, bloodied corpse could stay right where she was about to leave it.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 04:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Fuck," Gray repeated, wheezing. "Wait wait wait, Addy--" He tried to push himself up from the bed again, which really only put his head closer to her crotch once he manage to force himself up. He raised his eyebrows briefly before turning his attention back to the fact that she was about to kill him.

"Stop, Jesus!" He grasped at her arms in an attempt to stop her.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 05:57 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She struggled against his grip, but only succeeded in toppling over and dragging him with her.

"That is exactly what I meant by sex octopus hands!" She yelled belligerently, trying now to knock his teeth in with her shoulder. "Keep 'em where I can see 'em!"

... she kind of liked this. The wrestling and yelling, that is. Not the... 'oh my god I'm a dirty slutty cheating whore' feeling. Why wouldn't he just tell her what they did? Was it that bad? It must be. Clearly they did something so utterly heinous that only a disgusting pervert like Stas could explain it to her.

That was almost as bad as the 'dirty slutty cheating whore' feeling.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 8th, 2011 07:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Would you calm down!" Gray yelled back, scrambling to keep her from breaking his teeth in, or punching him in the nose.

"Fuck. Addy! Just calm the fuck down!" He somewhat managed to grab hold of her arms and hold them across her chest to keep her from coming at him. Of course, then he had to worry about her legs-- so he sat on them. Maybe she would get too distracted by the fact that she was on top of him to figure out that he was in so vulnerable a position.

"Look. You were wasted, okay? And I took you home and--"

At that moment there was a knock on the door, and without notice Daisy strolled into the room with a pile of fresh towels in her arms.

"Monsieur LeClair, I've just brought in some-- Oh."

"Daphne!" Gray sat straight up as soon as she walked into the room, speaking to her rapidly in French. "Hello! Uhm. Could you just--"

"Are you fucking her too?" Daisy exclaimed, dropping the towels on the floor.

From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 08:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

And now she was wearing him like a straightjacket. What the fuck had her life come to?

No, wait. Enter... Gray's sister or something. NOW what had her life come to. A never-ending parade of women giving her death glares and whip-fast French?

She just sort of... glanced balefully over at 'Daphne'. At best, she was interrupting something. At worst... well, she could be calling her a potato, Addy thought with a roll of the eyes, finally managing a flat, "Hi."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 07:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I don't really see how that's any of your business," Gray started before realizing that probably wasn't the best thing to say to the young maid who had managed to grab the table lamp from the shelf next to her.

She had really good aim-- the porcelain lamp collided with the side of his head. and knocked him off to the opposite side of the bed. Left him rolling on the floor in pain, muttering curses in French as he clutched his now bleeding head.

"If you have not let him fuck you yet, get out while you still can," Daisy said to Adelaide, albeit in an intensely heavy French accent. And with that, she left, slamming the door behind her.

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 07:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Sure, she was mad at Gray-- who wouldn't be in her situation-- but who the fuck was this bitch to be throwing lamps?! Momentarily forgetting Gray's impending death, Addy jumped up to defend him. Call it... captainly instinct, maybe. But then Frenchy was out the door just as fast.

"Christ, Gracy." She flopped back onto the bed, crawling over to the other side to look at him on the floor. "Is there anyone you haven't slept with?"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 07:43 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray rolled onto his back, hissing sharply from the pain that throbbed in the side of his head. It looked worse than it was, though. As with most head-wounds, even though the cut was rather shallow-- it bled profusely.

"Still got a few left to go..." He grinned weakly up at her, his hand clapped to his forehead.

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 08:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She rolled her eyes at him and dangled a hand over the edge to help him up. "Is my wand about? I'm getting pretty good at Episkey." You try dating a guy like Leon and not having to clean up a few fight wounds every now and then.

Speaking of her boyfriend... "I don't have to tell you that Leon can never find out about this, right?" She had her 'I will seriously kill you' glare on. He had better not laugh, for his own sake.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 08:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I think it's in your pants," Gray said casually. "It poked the hell out of me last--" He stopped himself as he took Addy's hand and awkwardly pushed himself up from the floor.

"Why would I tell him, I-- Of course you don't." He straightened up. He acknowledged that, yes, getting hit in the head with a lamp totally stopped Addy from killing him.

He should be thankful, right?

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 09:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Addy yanked him up at least most of the way upright before going for her wand. She'd be lying if the though of Avada Kedavra-ing him hadn't crossed her mind just briefly while she fixed up his lamp cut, but then there was no need to make a bad 24 hours worse.

"I'm still going to ri-- bitch you out at practice when you look at the cheerleaders instead of the Quod, you know." Yeah, 'ride you hard' was not a good choice of words just then. "You're not gettin' any special favours on account of... this." She wrinkled her nose. Whatever 'this' was.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 10:51 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray smiled at her, though restrained it as much as he could. The last thing he needed right now was to giggle like an idiot and have her kill him where he stood.

"Don't you always?" He smirked, rubbing the spot on his head where the cut had been a minute before. She was busy pulling those jeans up, and he stared openly, wondering briefly if this was the last time she'd allow him to see her with her pants off.

Against all better judgment, he took a step toward her. So now that she stood at full height, zipping her fly back up, he was uncomfortably close--invading her personal space.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 11:03 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She jumped a little at the sudden closeness; she hadn't noticed him move while she was wrestling that damn sticky zip up. "What?"

She wasn't going to move, he could move. She was there first. A scowl crossed her face. "What?!"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 12:33 am (UTC)		(Link)

"What?" Gray echoed, raising his eyebrows at her. He was so close to freedom, to safety. Instead he was back to poking bears.

He wasn't going to move, either. So now he'd set himself into a horrible staring contest with a girl who was more than willing to kill him.

From: legaux	Date: January 10th, 2011 12:37 am (UTC)		(Link)

"What are you standing so close to me fo-- OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK GRAY." She shoved him away as hard as she could, mortified. He had a boner and he almost touched her with it. "The fuck is wrong with you?! Stop that! Make it stop!"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 01:17 am (UTC)		(Link)

Gray stumbled back, and caught himself on the desk across the room, confused at first, but then he looked down. Fuck. Morning wood. Although the fact that Addy had been in her underwear all morning probably hadn't helped.

"Whatever, You should totally be flattered!"

From: legaux	Date: January 10th, 2011 02:24 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Gray, it's you! You get a boner at the thought of a triple stack cheeseburger!"

Well, add that one to the facebook profile. 'As attractive as a cheeseburger'. On that note... she was starving. She could demolish an entire Sonic right about now. Did they have those in Canada? How far could she Apparate?

"At least put some fucking pants on!"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 06:39 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Fiiiiiine." Gray sighed dramatically, grabbing his jeans from the floor. His little buddy was starting to edge out of his boxers, anyhow. It was probably for the best. As he pulled his jeans back on, he turned his head to look at Addy.

"Sooo. Uh. Am I supposed to give you money or something?"

From: legaux	Date: January 10th, 2011 08:02 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I can't believe how much you want to die!" Man, he was lucky that lamp was out of reach. She'd open his head up again.

"If you didn't have that... thing protecting you," she made a face, glancing involuntarily at the bulge at the front of his jeans, "I would come over there right now and KILL YOU."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 11:35 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Relax," Gray smirked, grabbing a clean T-shirt and throwing it on. He walked back up to her, as she was near the exit. "Come on, I'll buy you breakfast," he offered, giving her an innocent enough look as he passed.

The expression was innocent, anyway. The direction his eyes went, was not.

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:22 am (UTC)		(Link)

She rolled her eyes. There was no use even yelling at him; she could bitch him out until she was blue in the face, but he wouldn't notice because he'd be busy checking her out. What the hell was he looking for, anyway? For one thing she was fully dressed, and for another, he'd seen it all last night anyway. What was the big mystery?

Following him out the door, she commented, "If your idea of breakfast is healthy shit, I'm out of here. I need grease and salt and fat."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:34 am (UTC)		(Link)

"You fucking kidding?" Gray whipped his head around to cast a 'I'm so offended' look at Addy before turning back to make his way down the stairs. "You ever have poutine before?"

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:44 am (UTC)		(Link)

She wrinkled her nose. "It sounds like a laxative," in response to his question, then as a casual sidenote, "You know, it'd be pretty easy to kick you down these stairs from here." She blinked at him innocently.

Well, it would. Just a thought. She started to lift her foot up as if she were going to do it.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:50 am (UTC)		(Link)

"It's like gravy fries with cheese and bacon," He explained, glancing back at her again-- and for some reason he grinned. "You wouldn't."

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:03 am (UTC)		(Link)

Addy snorted. "So stop me!" Her foot sloooooowly inched up towards his butt.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:15 am (UTC)		(Link)

Gray took two quick steps further down, turning to face her--but maintaining his distance so she didn't just end up kicking him in the balls or something.

He hooked his arm under her knee and pulled the bottom half of her leg tight against his chest.

"Do you want breakfast or not?"

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:51 am (UTC)		(Link)

The sudden shift in balance almost tipped her down the stairs right over the top of him. "Jesus, Gray!" She grabbed onto his shoulders. "The hell are trying to do?"

Then she pouted. "You know bacon and cheese wins over hurting you... just."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 11:56 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Stopping you." He squeezed her calf for a moment too long before letting her leg drop from his grip. He looked a little too pleased with himself, but Addy should have been used to it by now.

"Can't ever say I don't know how to treat a lady," Gray laughed, sprinting down the rest of the stairs before Addy found more incentive to punt him.

From: legaux	Date: January 13th, 2011 07:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She rolled her eyes, but chased him down the rest of the stairs with a mischievous cackle. "Yeah, Sir Gray and his mighty offers of bacon to damsels in distress. Chivalrous, and shit." She'd have said something about it being completely classy (sarcasm), but it was exactly her idea of a good morning and she wasn't going to comment on her own class or lack thereof.

Her belly gurgled ominously. "This poutine shit better be as good as it sounds."