RE: Dance To This Beat.

[EVAN WARNER (HIATUS)]

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[/b] wasted. And he hated himself for it. He could feel his judgement and sense of reality slipping slowly away. Just far away from his grasp that it was possible to reach, but the alcohol made him just lazy enough to erase the option of trying. Evan could feel his reaction time slowing down significantly as he sat on the bed, watching Kaden's blush deepen and become permanent.

"N-no....I didn't...then again, it's hard to know exactly what your own lips feel like to another person.."

It took Evan a moment to understand what Kaden had said before he laughed lightly. "Ish like kissing bunny wabbits!" his exclamation slurred. The statement, coming from his from, sounded more like textbook fact rather than a matter of opinion. And to Evan, it was fact. Concrete and absolutely indisputable. "You shoed try it soom time," he said, giving off a nod, a smile tugging on his lips. As though to prove his invalid point, he illusioned a small, brown rabbit beside him, the animal appearing surprisingly clear for his inebriated state of mind. Unable to keep the image for too long, Evan disbanded the creature, looking up at Kaden as if to see whether he were impressed or not.

In the drunken state he was in, it had completely slipped from his mind (or what was left of it) that Kaden was ticklish. Actually, ticklish isn't even the right word to describe it. It seemed like if you were to accidently bump him in the right spot, he'd fall to the floor laughing. For some reason, it was the reaction Evan wanted as he assaulted his friend in such an innocent way. Kaden screamed out a plea as Evan tickled him, making Evan only continue on even more.

Because of the amount of alcohol he had taken in (the bottle he brought up to Kaden's room the third of its kind), it took him a moment or two to realize that the tables have turned on him. He was now the one being attacked. Evan felt himself get flipped onto his back, Kaden crawling on top of him and straddling his hips. Surprisingly enough, it took his body not even half a second to react to the attack. He tried to curl into himself and hide all the places he was ticklish, but to no avail. He laughed, hard, his arms flailing for a moment, attempting to slap Kaden's hands away from his body. "Kaaaddddeeeennnn!" he cried, gasping breath in between bouts of laughter. Breath. "Please!" Laugh. "St-Stop!" Laugh.

His body began to react instinctively to the tickling sensation dancing throughout his whole entire body. Evan tucked in his arms over his chest, covering his rib cage and the insides of his arms, where he seemed to be the most ticklish, his legs kicking slightly, the weight of the booze making his limbs seem a lot heavier. He pushed his hips upward, against Kaden's, in a vain attempt to get him off. Unaware for a moment about what he had done until he felt the friction in his lower regions, Evan blushed deeply, looking away for a moment, hoping Kaden wouldn't notice, however, that didn't seem too likely.


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[KADEN FERRIS]

GO ON BELIEVE IF IT TURNS YOU ON
take what you need till your body's numb

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Kaden wondered briefly just how many bottles he had finished off before coming up to his room. Several too many for the lightweight, that much was obvious. Despite the other boy's somewhat adorable way of talking (because you know it's cute), the werewolf knew Evan's inebriated state was probably for the worse. THen again, that could just be his brain talking. His heart (or his dick; whichever you might prefer to think of here) was saying that it was just fine; he was actually getting somewhere with the other boy. It all worked out, didn't it? Well, he though so anyways, so he ignored what his brain was telling him and instead went with his heart...or his dick, again, whichever you think fits better. Some of those that were nicer would say heart, while those that only thought of him as a whore, or something else negative, would find dick was more appropriate. But that wasn't the point. The point was that Kaden had pretty much given up trying not to fall too deep into the mess that had been created and just go with the flow. For the most part, anyways.

A small smile pulled the edge of the sophomore's lips at Evan's drunken exclamation. Of all things it would be bunny rabbits, wiouldn't it? Of all things to compare their kissing, his best friend would compare it to kissing a rabbit, wouldn't he? Apparently so, seeing as how he just did. Not to mention he did so in a manner that made it sound rather factual. "Kissing bunny rabbits eh? That's not something I've done, so I guess I still don't know..." he trailed off with a slight grin at the teen. A dark eyebrow rose as a small brown rabbit accompanied Evan's next statement. "Ah, should I?" the tan male inquired, his grin growing larger. Kaden looked down once more at the rabbit before it disappeared. Honestly, he had forgotten that the two of them shared a gift, despite how awesome the two had thought it when they became friends. Not to mention the competitions the two had held, making more and more complex illusions, trying to beat the other. For his friend's state, the rabbit was surprisingly well done, the werewolf noticed with a light smile.

Kaden hated, hated how damn ticklick he was. It was so annoying, to have people come up to him and jab him in the side just because they found his reaction to the poke humorous. Well, for their information, he didn't find any of it funy. It made his side hurt like hell, and people laughed at him. Not with him (because he sure as hell wasn't laughing) but completely at him, at his reaction to the tickling sensation that filled him at their poking. Despite his dislike of his ticklishness, he still let Evan tickle him, however. Maybe it was because he knew that the other boy wouldn't tickle him simply because he found his reaction humorous (though he was pretty sure the other boy did find it amusing), or maybe because he knew that the teen wouldn't laugh at him. Or perhaps it was a mixture of the both. But that didn't matter, he let the boy continue with the tickling instead of whining and pouting, though he continued to beg the boy to stop accompanied by squirming this way and that.

He couldn't help but let a small smirk creep upon his lips at Evan's brief look of surprise. Apparently, he hadn't expected the switch of positions, or at least not so suddenly, though the alcohol might have something to do with it. A wicked grin soon crossed his lips as his fingers danced over the spots her knew were ticklish. As a best friend of the victim under him, it was obvious that he would know said spots. He wasn't Evan's best friend to only be working on guesswork. As Kaden tickled the boy, he carefully avoided the flailing limbs. Like hell he was going to let his hands get slapped away by a kid too drunk to think straight. Or aim straight, for that matter. There was just something that would be wrong there, and it wasn't him. A dark grin pulled at his lips as he attacked the boy with tan fingers, the boy under him squirming and laughing, pleading for the werewolf to stop, gasping for breath between words.

Then, finally, it seemed, Evan started to protect his most ticklish areas by tucking his arms over his chest. Kaden pouted lightly as he did so. "No fair!" he protested as he attempted to keep up his attack, trying to pull away the other teen's hands to continue the tickling. Of course, it wasn't easy, the human intent on preventing Kaden from tickling him. Not to mention his legs were kicking, squirming, as well as the rest of him. Then Evan's hips lifted upward, pushing up against his own, and the werewolf's eyes widened slightly at the friction between the two. He bit back the light groan that threatened to escape. Of all things, that was something he hadn't expected, and now he didn't know what to think of it. Fingers stopped their vain attempt to continue tickling their victim as he blinked down at the boy. All of a sudden, he didn't feel like tickling Evan anymore, the boy in question blushing profusely and refusing to look at him. "Oh..." was the soft statement to fall from his lips, lost for words or anything to say. He attempted not to let a blush creep on his own cheeks, but it was impossible, not with that feeling of their hips colliding still replaying in his mind.

Kaden climbed off the other boy, leaning against the wall as he attempted to sort out his thoughts. Now that attention had been brought to his lower regions, he could feel how uncomfortable it was down there. Taking a shaky breath, he glanced over at his friend, not knowing how to respond. Half of him wanted to run out of the room, away from Evan, away from the slight tension in the air. The other half wanted to basically attack the other boy with his love lust. Glancing once more at Evan, the teen bit his lip, thinking. (Yes, he could think, thank you very much.) This could basically ruin his friendship with the boy, but it was right there, within his grasp. He could nearly touch it, he could feel it (maybe he shouldn't have worn such tight jeans today....) but could it would he do something about it? Sighing lightly, he scooched over closer to Evan, laying down next to him, squirming into place. Yes, they were a bit squished together on the bed, but that was alright. Kaden turned his face towards the other teen. "Hey," he breathed out, inching his head forward, pressing his lips against the soft skin of his friend's cheek. The teen then reached a long arm over, messing up his friend's hair with a sly grin.

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