Thallas Sleepover/drunk party

[Thalia Manson]

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Thalia loved drinking, especially when it was with Dallas. Since they were kinds around the age fourteen when they would sneak his dads alcohol outside at night while their dads had fun watching tv and stuff. So, there had been a lot of memories and multiple oral sex sessions. Being new in town, she didn't really know anyone besides Dallas so she was happy that he invited her over. Getting into the cab she paid the guy and gave him the directions Dallas had texted her slightly scared he was too drunk to know his address. But she had a little bit of faith in him. She told him to either leave a key outside or to leave the door open and he just said he'll do one or the other.

The cab guy pulled up to the apartment and she grabbed her bag from the car before getting out. She walked up the stairs before pressing the button that you press for them to unlock the gates to actually get to the stairs for the actually apartments. She hadn't seen Dallas in two weeks since he picked her up from the airport and that was just a magical best friend moment seeing him for the first time in a couple years. I mean, of course they Skyped like... All the time, but that was it. She even met Kat over Skype who seemed like such a sweetheart before everything happened. But she was going to avoid the subject of Kat unless Dallas brought it up which she hoped he didn't because she didn't want him being sad tonight. No. Tonight was for fun.

She got to the third floor of the apartment and pulled out her phone as she walked down the doors looking for the numbered one that he gave her. When she found the right door she wiggled the door knob but it was locked down she leaned down lifting up the mat to grab the key which of course he put there instead of just leaving it unlocked. Laughing to herself as she unlocked the door and walked in closing it and locking in behind her. "Dallyyyyy!" She yelled as she walked farther into the apartment. She set her bag down on the kitchen counter before turning around and spotting Dallas. She skipped over to him tackling him in a huge hug. "The dorms are so lonely when you don't know anyone and your best friend lives in the city" she murmured into his neck as she just held onto him for a little bit. When she pulled away she looked up at him, "Where is the alcohol?"

[Dallas Kennedy]

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Dallas had managed to sober up enough that he was able to con Kevin into helping him pick up a little bit. They mostly just shoved everything in the tiny closet laundry room and called it done. Dallas even went and tidied up his room by throwing his dirty clothes in the hamper and somewhat made his bed. It was Thalia, who was he trying to impress? They'd known each other since they were little hellions running around in training pants. He had been so unbelievably stoked when he found out she was going to be moving up here and going to Somerset. When he had picked her up from the airport and she ran to him, Dallas had picked her up from the ground and spun her around just after yelling out her name.

Now, Kevin and Dallas were both headed back into the kitchen where they just stopped and looked at each other. "Fuck the dishes?" Dallas asked, getting the same statement from his roommate. There weren't even that many, maybe five or six plates and some cups. Kevin took out the trash and Dallas pulled out the Swiffer mop for a quick run over of the floors. "What was that, twenty minutes?" Kevin asked after he came back inside. "Shit, I'd say like fifteen. New record for quickest house clean while intoxicated!" The boys high fived and then plopped on the couch. "Okay, so brocode and house rules tonight, right?" Dallas said. "I'm serious, Thalia is off limits." Kevin looked at his friend and smiled, "Yeah, brocode. I've got some friends coming over too so, brocode that shit. Besides Charity, let me know if you want one." Kevin paused. "Damnit, I forgot my phone!" Hesaid, standing up and walking into his bedroom. "I forgot my fucking juice box!" Dallas said, heading back into the kitchen.

Not too long after, Dallas had headed into his room and heard the front door opening. That had to had been Thalia coming in. He crept out of his room and leaning in the doorway until she turned around and spotted him. Their faces lit up at the same time as she damn well near tackled him. "Aye! Baby girl!" He yelled out, wrapping her in an embrace and lifting her off the ground. "Damn, I didn't realize when I saw you at the airport that," He put his hand on the top of her head, "You've shrunk a lil' bit." He joked at her and then looked at all of the bottle sitting in the window between the kitchen and the living room. "What would you like?" He asked, just as Kevin walked out of his room in just his jeans and socks. "Oh, hello." He said, surprised.

"Oh, shit, you two haven't met yet. Kevin, Thalia. Thalia, Kevin. Two amazing people but not better than me, now shake hands and I'll start on drinks." Dallas laughed leaving them to get acquainted. Kevin's three lady friends showed up shortly after they all became situated and they headed for Kevin's bedroom. Before he shut the door, he gave Dallas a thumbs up behind his back and then shut the door. Laughing came from inside as Dallas heard his roommate call out, "Let the party begin!" And music started to bump inside his room.

"Well, I see how he is." Dallas said, taking another shot from his Southern Comfort. "That's okay, we can have our own party." He gave her a sly smirk and stood up from the couch.

[Thalia Manson]

"You're kidding!?" Thalia frowned looking up at him when she sat she had shrunk. "The last time you saw me I was four foot eleven, I'm five foot now!!! You just got taller boo." He did have a point though. Thalia's height made her look a lot younger to people from a distance. If it wasn't for the size of her tits having a "C" cup size and how mature her face looked she could easily be mistaken for a fourteen year old instead of seventeen. Turning around she scanned her eyes over every bottle e had trying to figure out which one she had wanted. She was about to respond but another male had came out from the room right next to them.

After Dallas had introduced the two Thalia extended her short arm and shook the dudes hand. "It's nice to me- hey! I want a southern comfort! It's nice to meet you." She finished her sentence once again as she watched Dallas walk to go make them drinks. Once the two introduced themselves and such Thalia went and sat down on Dallas's couch watching him start the drinks. "You talk funny now, you accent totally gone.. But I guess that's what happens." She laughed teasing him slightly. She knew it was her that probably sounded funny. Her accent was still really strong about as strong as it could get from living there for so long.

They sat their for a little bit talking after he made her drink, she watched as Kevin brought three ladies into the apartment and she turned to Dallas letting out a small dry laugh. "Is this how your apartment always is now? " When Kevin gave Dallas and thumbs up before closing his door she raised an eye brow at Dallas. "Well he's getting lucky tonight." She watched Dallas smirk and get up before she soon followed grabbed his hand to help get off the couch before looking at him. "Isn't it always a party when I'm around?" She took a mouthful of her drink before walking over to the counter grabbing her Victoria's secret bag which she had put her over night stuff in before following Dallas to his bedroom closing the door behind them.

"Now Dallas Kennedy, I'm warning you now. You might get me drunk tonight but under no circumstances are you getting another blumkin. " She laughed at the memory setting her bag down on the desk looking up at all his bottles of alcohol on in the shelves. She ran her hands over a couple of her favorite types before turning back to Dallas. "We're definitely having fun tonight." She smiled before taking a sip from her drink then hugging him. "I've missed you Dal." She said pulling away and looking up at him.

[Dallas Kennedy]

"Well, yeah, suppose I have grown a bit.. I was like, what, five six last time you saw me?" Dallas laughed at her comment, "And actually, it's always a party when I'm around." He said, smirking. "And I don't talk any different than you, Mrs. Manson." He said, leading them into his bedroom. From the other joined wall, he could hear excited laughter coming from Kevin's room and it made him slightly jealous that he wasn't the center of attention at the moment. He did, however, have Thalia and that was enough, wasn't it? Of course!

"I see you found the collection." He said, raising his eyebrows just slightly. He hugged her back and held it for a little while as she said how much she had missed him. He had greatly missed her crazy company but she was here now and that was more than enough to make him happy. "I've missed you too, boo." He said, his tone turning soft. Some weird urge came over him to lean down and kiss her, but he fought against it and jumped onto his bed after grabbing his famous Jack Daniels. He started to bounce on it like it was a trampoline, instantly messing up his bed.

"I think," He paused to take a sip even though he already had a nice buzz going on. "I think we should give them something to hear." He laughed, "Wait.." He stopped bouncing and looked at her. "That came out wrong.." Dallas squinted his eyes, pursed his lips and tilted his head to the side.

[Thalia Manson]

Thalia nodded about the whole "collection" thing. "You are turning into quite the alcoholic Mr. Kennedy. " She rested his head on his chest for a little bit while they just stood there hugging until he pulled away and jumped up on his bed. She couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what he just said. "No, Dally. Come on, admit it. You meant what you just said, it did not come out wrong. You want to fuck me, and you want to show them how loud we could get." She winked at him playfully before finished what was left in her cup before climbing up on the bed next to him.

Thalia took the Jack Daniels out of his hand taking a sip before jumping up and down on his bed slightly. "So, what are we going to do tonight. We need to have fun, because that's what friends do when they havent see each other in years." She took another sip of the Jack Daniel's before handing it back to him. "Do you have any cold beer?" She hopped down from the bed and waited for the yes from him before going out of his room and into the kitchen. She grabbed the first bud light she saw before heading back into the bedroom.

"So tell me, what's been going on in the life of Dallas Kennedy lately? Have you done anything besides fuck bitches and get wasted?" She raised an eye brow before opening her mean and taking a swig from it . Back in Kentucky once her dad found out about her drinking he limited her keeping her away from all the alcohol in the house, so now that she had it. She was planning on getting totally shit faced.

[Dallas Kennedy]

"Yeah, but is it alcoholism when you're having fun?" Dallas asked, very condescendingly. Dallas' pupils got a little bigger when she made her next comment about how he was actually wanting to fuck her and how his little slip up wasn't even that. He bit down hard on his bottom lip because she was right, she really was. However the draw back of him still hung up over Kat was something that was slamming around against the walls of his head. If it was anyone else, he wouldn't have cared and clothes would already be flying around. But since it was Thalia, he didn't want to make her his rebound. He had to be careful on this round.

He nodded to her about Kevin keeping beer in the fridge even though Dallas himself was more of a whiskey guy. He watched her walk away to the kitchen as his head and eyes trailed after her. He was so mentally and physically conflicted it was driving him insane! He let out a grunt as he sat on his bed, one leg folded and the other bent up with his arm wrapped around it for support. When Thalia came back in, he offered her to sit right next to him. "Mm... no.. no.. that just about sums it up." He said, laughing. He didn't want to being up anything that would make

"Oh my fucks, I didn't tell you one thing. Okay," He said, readjusting and sounding way too excited about what he was about to tell her. "So, there's this club downtown.. called Mantasia... and get this." He said, taking a sip of his Jack. "It's a male strip club, like Chippendales, but awesome." Thinking that she could possibly be thinking that it was for gay guys, Dallas was quick to complete his comments. "Like, for the girls to come see. But anyway, guess who got a job there?" He asked, a sly grin on his lips. "Me. Yes, applause."

[Thalia Manson]

Thalia was in the middle of taking a sip of her beer when he said he got a job at the strip club. She went to go laugh as she was swallowing a choked slightly beginning to cough. Once she had caught her breathing she looking up at him. "So you're a stripper?" She laughed. It wasn't meant to be harsh, it was just strange that he was working as that. Of course, after breaking up with Kat she supposed that's what lead to stripping.
"Dally, if you're hooking up with any of those from the strip club that come to watch. You need to be careful babe. You could catch STD's easily... Oh god. I sound like a mother telling you to watch for STD's... You're older than me, i'm sure you know that already."

She leaned back against the headboard behind her back beside Dallas. "I need to find a job, I want to move out of the my dorm as soon as possible. It's terrible. They're so boring at you have a curfew! How am I supposed to live with a fucking curfew." She groaned looking up at the ceiling and thinking. She looked over at Dallas then back down at her drink. He had gotten super cute since the last time she had saw him a year or two ago when she came to visit him and his aunt/uncle over the summer.
Of course she always had feelings for Dallas but they were never obvious. How could she let them be!? Anytime she got a feeling for telling him she was in a relationship or he was and the fact of how close they were and possibly ruining that scared her.

Thalia couldn't help but smirk at a thought of him stripping. "So, I think i'll have to come to one of your shows. See my good friend strip. That'd be hot." She grinned before climbing over him and off the bed to his desk where her bag was. "Or..." Her voice trailed for a couple seconds as she dug around for her wallet. Once she found it she pulled out a twenty and went over to him and put it in his hand putting her face next to his ear. "How about you give me a private show right now?"

[Dallas Kennedy]

Dallas laughed, unintentionally, when she choked on her drink but confirmed it, "I am." He said, still chuckling about it. He was nervous to start because they pretty much were just going to make him go out there and do it. He was sure that he would do fine because he wasn't really one to be self conscious but still, he was worried about doing a good job. "I haven't started yet and we're not allowed to do anything with clients." He said after her comment about STD's and whatnot.

"I wouldn't be happy if you weren't there on my premiere." Dallas said, smiling and taking another sip. He cocked his head to the side when she got up from the bed and walked over to her bag. When she turned around and slapped the twenty in his hand asking for a personal show, he tried to keep himself from smiling and a whole new set of nerves came over him. "Mmmm.... Oh I guess I could give it a shot." He said, rolling off the bed and making her sit on the edge. "What song?" He asked, flipping through his iPod. He went with the first song that he clicked on which happened to be a cover of "Like a Virgin." He dreaded the song but went with it anyways.

When Dallas was just down to his boxers, he was straddling Thalia and then he smirked and leaned in to kiss her. He wanted her bad. Even though they had done other things, they hadn't ever had sex but Dallas felt like that was going to change tonight as he continued his little show and kiss down her chest, pulling the bottom of her shirt up to her ribs before he stopped. "Ohh, that's all twenty gets you, baby girl." He said trying not to laugh.

[Thalia Manson]

Thalia raised an eyebrow when he mentioned coming to his show. "Only if you come and dance on me in the middle of it and make all the other girls that will be there jealous... If you do that, then I will come and watch you." She then shrugged when he asked what song. She went and sat back down on the bed drinking some of her bud light. "Surprise me." She grinned at him and when the song started she tried not to laugh at which song it was. Honestly, it took her by surprise that Dallas had actually gone along with it and was going to give her a little show. But hey, she was definitely not complaining at all. As his face came to hers and his lips touched hers, her hands went from his hips to his face sliding her tongue into his mouth deepening the kiss.

When he pulled away and started going down her chest, she leaned her head back enjoying it. His hands on her skin gave her the chills as he pulled up her shirt and when he stopped she groaned. "Oh no it's not." She gave a dry laugh before pulling her shirt the rest of the way off leaving her in a bra and jeans. She flipped them over so she was now straddling him and he was underneath her. "I want you, and there's no way that's all i'm getting." Although she was a little drunk and she probably didn't sound serious, she completely was. Her and Dallas have done other things but sex was never a subject they discussed. And right now, it's clear they were going to do it.

She leaned down kissing him with a smirk before grinding herself against his lower half. She brushed her lips over his cheek until she was at his jaw bone and a little bit under that she sucked on his skin there for a little bit before continuing down. She kissed him down his chest and until she got low enough where she couldn't anymore she kept rocking her hips against his knowing it was probably driving him crazy. Once she got to his waist band of his boxers she went back up so their faces were centimeters apart. "If thats all I get, that's all you get." She smirked.

[Dallas Kennedy]

"Hoh, shit!" Dallas hoffed as Thalia rolled them over so that she was in his previous position. Every mood that she made was getting him ralled up beyond return. He had already gotten pretty intense when he had been straddling her because he had been pushing up which caused him to lightly rub against her stomach. Dally's head was starting to get cloudy seeing as it was nearly 9pm and he'd been drinking since 6. At the moment, he was so thankful that he was a heavyweight otherwise, he would be foul drunk right now.

"Oh, fuckin' hell." He groaned the second she started to suck on his neck. That and the fact that she was grinding on him just perfectly but gentle enough to where it wasn't hurting him. He had one girl one time that didn't know just how hard she had pushed against him and ultimately was racking him almost every time. Needless to say, he got up and left before anything happened. Which was probably a good thing seeing as that same girl ended up getting pregnant four days later by some Hispanic guy.

When Thalia leaned up, Dallas felt empty and was quick to close the space between them as he snapped off her bra, flipped them back over so that her legs were on either side of him as he pulled her pants from her body. "We're not prostitutes, but we can sure act like 'em." Dallas said, grinding his hips against her. "I bet that I can make you scream for free." He grinned slyly as he slowly pulled off her panties.

Being awesome, Dallas almost always kept a condom of two under his pillows just for times like these. It was never sexy to have to get up with a boner and run to the bathroom or dig around in your drawer. He reached his hand under the pillow and pulled out a little black and gold square package and tore it open with his teeth before slipping off his own boxers and slipping it on. Being drunk, Dallas didn't even bother asking if she was okay with it, but he assumed that since she was acting like she was, she wanted it. And he was planning on giving it.