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dari davison ([info]cheergirl) wrote in [info]themouserace,
Dari/Mark - Monday January 1st - Afternoonish - SMUT.
[this takes place about 20-25 minutes before the Jeremy/Tiffany thread ends]

After well more than 30 minutes of listening to her parents lecture her about virtually everything under the sun, Dari was more than ready to get back to the party and to Jeremy. Why she'd thought she needed a clean change of clothes, she had no idea. She should have known going anywhere near her house would be a mistake.

She spent a few minutes trying to track down Jeremy, but with no success. He wasn't in any of the places she would normally think to look for him in. Finally giving up, she stalked toward the bar and grabbed the nearest bottle of liquor. She didn't even pay attention to what it was as she pulled off the top and lifted it to her lips. The alcohol burned as she poured it down her throat, but she didn't care. A moment later, she could feel the affects of the liquor. A pleasant warmth spread over her and she smiled. That was much better.

"Afternoon, sexy."

Dari turned toward the familiar voice and grinned.

"Afternoon," she returned, a slight slur to her speech. Her eyes sparkled the way they always did when she'd been drinking.

"Trying to get drunk so I can take advantage?" he asked her.

Dari tilted her head slightly and studied him for a moment. That wasn't a bad idea, actually. At least, in her current state, she didn't think she was.

"Maybe I'm the one who's gonna take advantage," she told him.

Without waiting for a response, she grabbed his hand and started to pull him towards the hallway in search of an empty bedroom. She'd gone looking for Jeremy, wanting him to screw her troubles away. After downing half a bottle of hard liquor in mere seconds, it didn't seem to matter that Mark wasn't Jeremy.

The moment she shut the door behind them, Dari pressed her lips firmly to Mark's as she pushed him back against the back of the door. Her tongue pushed forcefully against his lips, which seemed to part instantly for her even as he spun her around to reverse their positions.

Mark's body was hard against hers as he held her against the door and Dari mumbled an approval against his lips, though it went unheard as she hungrily attacked his mouth. A heart beat later, she was tearing her mouth from his to roughly attack the flesh of his neck and shoulders with her lips and teeth. She wasn't being remotely gentle with him, but Mark didn't seem to mind in the least. He pushed the wrap she wore over her very sexy bikini over her shoulders and onto the floor and wasted no time in pulling at the string to her bikini, tossing it to the side just as quickly. Mark let his body hold hers against the door and his hands moved to her breasts.

"Guh.. fuck..." Dari's back arched when Mark's hands reached her breasts and she cursed her encouragement. Not the he needed it. Her brushed his thumbs over her nipples and they hardened instantly for him. Dari's tits weren't quite as epic as her friend Ashleigh's, but they were very, very nice. A heartbeat later, he was pulling one roughly into his mouth. From the way the girl was pulled at him, clawing and biting, she seemed to like it rough and he had no problem with giving it to her.

Dari cursed and moaned under the attention Mark was giving her breasts. Her head fell back against the wall as she got completely caught up in the sensations he was sending through her and her hands clawed roughly at his back as she cried out her approval. "Guh.. yes.. fuck.. so good," she moaned. The way he was nipping and sucking at her breasts was technically a little painful, but it was just what she wanted right now. She didn't care if it would be sore later. It felt amazing now and in her current state that was all she cared about.


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