House Party [Kurou&Yuri]

It was nearing 11:30 and Kurou still didn't feel drunk enough. Usually by this late in the night she was plastered and at least had made out with one person. But this night was boring. She'd party hopped around the whole city - or at least it felt that way. Either the music wasn't loud enough, the people were too sober, or it wasn't crowded enough to be interesting. It was like the Goldilocks fairy tale - only with parties. Yet she couldn't find a party that was just right. 

Eventually, her patience ran thin and she picked a place to stay. It was someone's house, though she didn't know who. There was no one bouncing the door whatsoever and she just walked right into the condo without being asked. She shrugged and mosied her way over to the table of drinks in what would be a living room. She spotted some open handles of vodka and packs of beer. Obviously she chose the vodka, as it'd get her drunker faster. It was supposed to be a crazy night, yet it turned into one of those lonely ones where she just wandered around and hoped someone responded to her flirting.

As she felt the effects of the alcohol set in, Kurou become more energized and even found herself dancing like she usually did at parties. Even after a while she had to take a seat due to dizziness, it didn't stop her from losing a moment.

"Hey," she smirked at a stranger sitting beside her. The girl looked to be sitting all alone, and was absolutely adorable in the dim lighting provided. Not missing a trick she leaned a little towards her, awaiting a reply. Her next words were already lined up. 

notes: hope its okay~ if you need more let me know! i can always add to it
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One of the perks of all the connections Yuri had made throughout the city's underground scene was, as it so happened, knowledge of occasions like this.

In all honesty, her attendance at tonight's party sounded much, much better in theory. She saw it as more of a business venture than anything else, hoped maybe she could carefully find some potential new customers, but of all the things to have forgotten, she just had to forget the "free samples;" the evidence that her product was genuine. They were currently back in her special hiding place for safe keeping, but without them, she had little more to do here than just kind of chill.

The party was thrown by an acquaintance of hers, actually, so she really stayed this long as more of a courtesy. At some point she'd had a bottle of beer put into her hand by someone she didn't know--the guy was probably trying to get her drunk, but she was a careful person when it came to alcohol--and, at the moment, she'd separated herself from the crowd with the specific attention to avoid that guy as long as she could. Just until she felt like she'd stayed long enough to take off.

Yuri, sitting on an upstairs loveseat in a room devoid of anyone but herself, sipped away at the bottle in her hands as she fooled around with her phone. Only once a voice spoke next to her did she realize she wasn't as alone as she thought; the girl blinked a few times, lifted her head, and looked on toward the one speaking to her... and leaning toward her... Huh.

"Oh, uh... Hi there," the girl replied, using three of the fingers on her beer-holding hand for an improvised wave. "What's up? Am I not supposed to be in here?"

"Oh! No not at all, you can be here," Kurou chuckled. "I'm not in charge of this place, I just wandered right in." She flicked a piece of her blonde hair out of her face with nimble fingers. Her nails were painted black which brought out the pale tones of her skin. The unusually long winter took away whatever tan she may have received in the summer. Hence the only color on her face was the blush of her cheeks from the alcohol.

In the moment of silence that followed, Kurou leaned back against the seat to relax more. She crossed one leg over the other and moved it slightly to the beat of the music blaring in the main room. She took this time to examine the female next to her - an adorable red-head with gorgeous eyes that matched the tone of her hair. She was thin and calm; didn't seem one for too many words nor the one to be here at all. She let her mind question the motives of the girl for a moment, she was desperately curious as to why such a girl was here in the first place. Everyone else had such a different feel to them.

"You don't seem to interested in partying," Kurou vocalized her thoughts, "Are you here with someone? Or waiting for someone?"

notes: :3
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Yuri met all kinds of colorful people when she did her business off campus; that is to say, those with many different personalities and looks. While most might have felt the need to comment on this stranger's appearance, whether mentally or vocally, she just saw it as another interesting look. There was no such thing as a girl that wasn't cute, she'd always thought.

"Nah. I'm just killing time," Yuri replied, hands circled around the bottle she held in her lap. It was almost empty, and that was usually around her limit. Alcohol tolerance was not her strong suit, so she was already a bit tipsy from just that, as implied by the overly-relaxed, slightly dream-like tone in her voice. She could stay relaxed, it seemed, since she wasn't somewhere she shouldn't have been.

Just to fill a brief gap of silence after that, Yuri lifted her bottle up for a little sip. Then, lowering it down again, she asked, "What brings you up here? Sorry, but I think I'm the only one up here right now..." In consideration of that, her head turned to look back over her shoulder for a quick glance around the room and toward the door. Yeah, still no one up here; at least, not in this room. She couldn't tell about elsewhere with the door closed.

Come to think of it, did she remember closing the door when she first came in..?

Well, anyways, returning her eyes to the one sitting next to her: "Yeah, not very lively in here right now."

"Needed a rest from the partying," Kurou sighed, following the eyes of the red-head beside her. She must have been checking around for others in the room. Now that she thought of it, there wasn't anyone there. Interesting. "I can only stay in that hot mess of people for so long, you know?" She took a sip of her vodka in the traditional red cup and looked at it again. It was still halfway full. She felt an obligation to finish it.

As the girl spoke again, Kurou perked up to listen. "Ah, yes. Not so much fun in the quiet..." she paused, "but it could be."

Kurou started digging in her pocket to see what she had brought with her. Her phone, some yen, ah- yes! Some coins. She had the perfect idea.

"We can make our own fun without the loudies downstairs," she smirked at the red-head. "Say we play a drinking game? This one's easy - you'll get the hang real quick I promise."

Without waiting for a reply the blonde slid to the floor and sat cross-legged. She tossed the coin in the air a couple of times, then looked back to the other girl. "It's called Flip, Sip, or Strip."

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A drinking game, eh..? Yuri never had actually played one of those before...

She was inclined to politely refuse, but ... well, she had finally run into someone that seemed like they might have been worth talking to at this party. It was mostly guys trying to get lucky downstairs, so this was kind of a nice change, and she did need something to pass the time until she finally decided to take off. What could a few more sips hurt anyways? She knew her limits, she could stop before she got in too deep.

"Mm... I guess, just for a bit," said the redhead, scooting forth and sliding off the edge of the love seat to take a spot leaning back against it next to Kurou on the floor, paying no mind to the fact that they were just about shoulder-to-shoulder. Crossing her legs and setting her beer aside, she arched a brow at the name of the game. Strange, but she'd give it a chance. "How's it work? Flip a coin, call it, stuff happens based on the flip, or..?"

Seemed to make sense, she thought, but she figured Kurou could go ahead and demonstrate. These games were supposed to be played in turns, right?

"Exactly!" Kurou  smiled, not moving as the girl sat extremely close to her. She could feel the brush of her slim shoulder on hers. "Only, there are specific rules of course."

Holding up the coin to show the girl, Kurou spoke again in a much softer and easier tone. "Each turn, we flip a coin. While it's in the air, take a guess on which side it'll land. If you guess right, nothing changes. But if you're wrong - that's the fun part. You have a choice: take a shot, or remove something you're wearing."

In a moment of realization, she looked around and thought about the lack of shot glasses. Without saying a word she sprung up and ran down the stairs more noisily than she meant to. The caught the attention of a few people, but their confused looks were easy to ignore. Grabbing two shot glasses and half a bottle of someone's vodka, Kurou ran back up the stairs. She returned to her seat nearly on top of the other girl.

"-take a shot, or remove something you're wearing." She winked and placed the materials in front of them both. "And one more thing - you can't pick the same thing twice. I'll start."

Kurou took the coin between her fingers and flipped it high up in the air. "Heads!" she yelled quickly. It landed in front of the red-head as a tails. Kurou tilted her head all the way back and sighed. "Of course..." In one swift motion she removed the cropped leather vest she was wearing - now only to remain in the red tank top that was underneath.  She figured she was already pretty drunk - might as well prolong getting wasted.

"Your turn."

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Not really much of a "game," Yuri thought while the other girl was elsewhere securing materials. Then again, drinking games usually weren't; she'd spectated a couple herself, and if anything it was usually just an excuse to get drunk, or for someone to vent their competitive nature in a simple method they could comprehend even while drunk. Fortunately, she had a bit of a competitive streak herself, when actually challenged.

The rules, she figured, were easy enough to work around. There were plenty of smaller clothing items she could take off, like the tie in her hair, her shoes, socks, things like that. That meant six wrong calls of the coin until she got to anything that actually mattered, and she doubted much that they'd progress too far. So with a "welcome back" wave and a brief witness to the process, Yuri gave a comprehensive nod.

"So then... she spoke, reaching to pluck the coin up with an index finger and thumb. A swift flick upwards preceded her declaration--"Heads?"--followed by the bounce and brief spin of the object on the floor before them. Not a moment later did it flop to one side, revealing... the same result as the other girl had gotten. Even in losses right from the start.

Hm... Well, the fact that they were using vodka now was a problem... Yuri didn't know what its alcohol content was, so better safe than sorry. A few seconds of shifting where she was let her gently kick her shoes off to the side, after which she sent a nod toward her opponent. "One for one. Looks like you're up."

Along with that, Yuri's shoulder gave a little nudge to Kurou's. A challenge, perhaps?

Kurou smiled at the feel of the nudge on her shoulder from the girl. She offered a reply with a bit of a stronger nudge back. She could feel the hint of a challenge in their nudges, and it was on.

With another flip of a coin, Kurou called out her guess. "Heads!" She prayed for it to be heads, as she was already bare-shouldered and moderately drunk. It would become more dangerous if she kept on a losing streak.

To her dismay, the coin landed a tails. She threw up her arms in defeat. "So this is how the game's going to go, I guess!" She filled one of the shot glasses with the vodka and took it quickly, slamming the glass back onto the carpet next to her. She could feel the clear liquid rush through her and hinder her almost immediately. This stuff was stronger than she thought.

"I'm sure this coin hates us," she chuckled, tossing it over to the red-head next to her. Huh, now that she thought about it, they never exchanged names. It seemed to late for that now, didn't it? 

notes: SORRY FOR THE DELAY :C
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Yuri might not have ever played drinking games before, but she was no stranger to gambling.

To say it was an addiction would have taken it too far, but she thoroughly enjoyed risky activities; anything with genuine consequences, whether that be physical harm or just embarrassment, was totally welcome so long as it wasn't actually life-threatening. Sometimes it provided a lovely adrenaline rush. Sometimes its charm was the mere satisfaction of overcoming the odds and avoiding those consequences. Sometimes... well, as expected, things ended up rather inconvenient for her.

A tiny smirk found its way to Yuri's lips as her opponent called wrong again. She was ahead now--or would be if she called right on her following turn. "Speak for yourself," she replied, plucking the coin from the floor, positioning it on her hand, and giving it a swift upward flick. Only when it reached the peak of its jump did she declare the results, in a rather confident tone of voice: "Heads."

The coin fell, hit the carpet, bounced once, and flopped over on its side...

Heads. The taunt in Yuri's expression resonated in her voice as she sent a side-glance to her opponent, her competitive nature surfacing. "Looks like I'm up one. Your turn," she added, one eye gesturing with a teasing, though good-natured wink. Maybe this was an omen of how the game would go, maybe beginner's luck. Either way, the advantage was hers for now, and she was completely aware of that.

... Well, technically. It also depended on her opponent's alcohol tolerance and how many articles of clothing it'd take to actually cause embarrassment...

As the turns started rolling, there was less vodka, less clothes, and less sobriety. She could feel her racing mind becoming less aware of what she was doing or saying and her shoulders touching the girl next to her's as she swayed slightly to her own humming. She made quiet music as the other girl took her turn.

By this time Kurou was decently exposed, only wearing her sports bra, boy-cut underwear, and her combat boots. She still had socks on under those, so two more turns until things got really interesting. She'd forgotten how fast this game could go, especially with two people and a hint of bad luck.

"We're close to the end," Kurou teased, leaning against the red head and stretching her bare legs out. "Are you ready to lose?" 

notes: timeskip woot~
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Fate seemed to be punishing Yuri for her earlier confidence.

Her opponent was quite a few in the lead, somehow, despite the current wardrobe situation. Yuri evidently wore more little things she could take off, like her shoes, socks, a bracelet, the ribbon in her hair, things like that, all of which sat off to the side in a lazily-made pile. Her hair was now falling free down her back and no more small items remained that she could remove, and the flip she'd just performed was, once again, called wrong. The next thing she had to remove was...

"Psssh, nice *hic* try," Yuri replied with a much more noticeable slur in her voice, maintaining her confidence despite the situation. "M'not gonna lose." It was probably the alcohol's fault that she wasn't taking it too seriously; if she'd had Kurou leaning against her in underwear like this under normal circumstances, she would've retreated by now and taken off, but it was hard to realize what was going on at this point. Alcohol tolerance wasn't quite her strong point, which was why she didn't usually drink more than a small can of beer or a few sips of wine.

Since she had just called wrong again, with her own weight leaning against her opponent for support, Yuri lifted her hands up, and reached for her collar. The shirt she wore was a loose-fitting, bright orange button-up, and she began took a few moments to wrestle with and unbutton the top two buttons. The issue started at the third button, though, which she couldn't seem to get undone... Damn coordination loss. Another reason she rarely drank much.

"Mmmn... Hey, help me w'this," the girl said, giving Kurou a nudge to the side with one elbow. Yuri likely didn't realize what the act of removing her shirt meant at the moment; they were sitting alone in a closed room and already pressed up against one another, after all. Impaired judgement was no doubt a factor in carrying the game along this far. Then again, it wasn't all that uncommon to be shirtless around other girls in school locker rooms and such, how embarrassing could it be here? It wasn't like Kurou would take advantage of the girl's drunken state, right?

... Right?

"Not gonna lose, hmm?" Kurou chucked to herself and allowed the girl to lean against her. The way she wobbled and slurred her words told how much alcohol was in her system, and she only had a few turns until she was just as bare as Kurou was.

Clothes and accessories laid around the two in messy piles. Also the vodka bottle in front of them only had an inch or less before it was dry and the clothes really had to come off. Yet they, especially Yuri, were drunk enough that the clothes were really the only option anyway. Kurou could tell she was avoiding the undressing, and she knew to respect why, yet she couldn't help but to be lustful and want to see more of her flushed skin hidden beneath her garments. 

With a nudge in her side, Kurou turned towards Yuri and noticed her fumbling with her buttons. Through her slurring Kurou could tell she was asking for help, and hesitated a moment. She didn't expect this. Careful nimble fingers grabbed the third button on Yuri's orange blouse. She unbuttoned it with no problems, and moved down to each one in order. More skin was starting show on the girl, and Kurou felt a small warmth come to her cheeks.

She finished unbuttoning the shirt for Yuri and took her own initiative to help it off of her. She slipped her hands under the shoulder of the shirt and helped it slide down her back and off her arms. 

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Much better. One little button should not have given her so much trouble, but thankfully Kurou was here to help her with it, and she was soon able to slide it off. To her surprise, her opponent was assisting her with that as well, which she noticed upon feeling the girl's hands on her bare skin underneath her shirt. She wore a modest pink bra, luckily, so she wasn't completely bare, and she felt like it'd be acceptable at least to remove just this last layer. So she accepted the help, and began to wiggle out of her shirt.

Shoulder-to-shoulder was an inconvenient positioning for that, though, so she ended up turning to face Kurou. Yuri's swaying got the best of her as her shirt fell off her shoulders, and for a moment she abandoned attempts to remove it in favor of placing her hands on her opponent's shoulders, in attempt to keep her balance. What this likely accomplished, though--since both of them were pretty off balance--was to pull Kurou toward Yuri as she fell back toward the floor, shirt mostly off, but stuck at her bending elbows.

Amidst all of this, however, Yuri found herself staring into her opponent's eyes with a dazed look. Now that they were face-to-face... maybe it was the beer goggles talking, but she was finally starting to notice just how attractive this charming stranger was. It made her want to get a closer look, so as she fell back she made a genuine attempt to pull Kurou down with her, if only so they wouldn't be farther apart. Unless Kurou acted against it, chances are they'd end up with Yuri on her back, and Kurou lying right on top of the redhead.

Before she could make of the whole situation, Yuri's tobbling became more than what Kurou expected. The girl was much drunker than she thought, and at that time Kurou smiled because she won, but perhaps she'd win twice. 

The adorable girl was flushed and wobbly, and Kurou couldn't even help herself from admiring the closeness between them now. It wasn't often a simple beauty came to parties like this, and much less often that they would drink with her. She felt lucky almost, to have met this girl and be so close to her now. She was becoming impossible to resist. 

With a forceful waver, which almost felt like a pull, Yuri fell to her back with Kurou's arms still under her hands. Kurou followed the motion and ended up hovering over the red-head on just her hands and knees. She straddled above girl's waist and stared down at her beautiful ruby eyes. 

She let a small smile make it's way across her lips. Her blue eyes remained gentle and admiring of the girl below her. She laughed. "You're a mess," and shook her head. Then with one swift motion Kurou moved a hand to cup Yuri's neck and cheek and pressed her lips against the other girl's. Much too impossible to resist.

notes: ;3
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After a moment of squinting in attempt to correct her vision, Yuri processed the taller girl's words roughly in unison with the moment she felt a soft, warm feeling pressing against her lips. It took a few moments of blinking and finally pointing her eyes downward a little for her to realize what it was; she was being... kissed, right? Certainly a new feeling for her, the farthest she'd ever actually gone with someone was a friendly peck on the cheek. Rational thinking told her to break it and politely decline, but...

Well, she wasn't thinking rationally at the moment. Yuri remained still and somewhat confused for just a few seconds, but soon enough, her eyes began to drift shut and her arms, previously on Kurou's shoulders, gradually moved forth to wrap around the taller girl's neck. Very much an out of character act for her, at least under normal circumstances, but it just so happened that one of the reasons she tried not to drink often was that she tended to get a little frisky when she did. Like now, for example; one of the hands she was moving to wrap around Kurou progressed downward.

Eyes finally shut and drunkenly pressing her lips back against Kurou's, Yuri's downward-moving arm soon found itself at the taller girl's lower back. Her own body began to squirm underneath the one straddling her against the floor, while at the same time she used the hand on Kurou's lower back in attempt to pull them closer to one another. Such close contact with another person, she found, was... a lot nicer than she thought it would be.

Naturally, in her judgement-impaired state, Yuri had to wonder what it'd be like if they went a bit further. Such situations only ever took place in her fantasies, but would it be so bad to actually do something like that..?

Moments seemed like minutes as she continued to kiss the still-stranger. Her soft skin and small lips were easy to kiss, but at first Kurou wasn't sure if the other girl wanted it. She was unmoving and silent, and no pressure was returned on Kurou's lips. She was seconds from breaking away when she felt it - the return of her kiss, followed by small hands on the back of her neck.

In one quick movement Kurou wrapped her arms around the waist of girl and pulled her into her body. She kissed her with a passion that she didn't even expect, but certainly didn't restrain. Her fingers drifted up and down the bare back of the red-head and gently slid just an inch underneath the back of her pink bra. She could feel the drunken warmth of her body and it was only adding to the desire she felt at the moment.

Just for a moment she pulled away and looked into her eyes. Her pale hands rested on the thin hips of the girl and she squeezed them a little tighter. Her thoughts were far from innocent now, and she wondered if it was reciprocated. At the simplest sign she was ready to jump from her seat and lock the door.

notes: Kinda boring post but consent it cool yo
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Alcohol lowered standards, if Yuri remembered correctly, when it came to intimate behavior. Because of that, she wasn't quite sure if she was misjudging things or if Kurou really was as good at this as it seemed.

Not only that, but Yuri essentially lacked awareness of what she herself was doing, so she could only imagine she was clearly displaying what an amateur she was when it came to this stuff. She took pictures all the time and it wasn't rare for her to think about this stuff, but again, theory was much different than practice. Her return kisses had effort, but they surely lacked skill, and it was certainly fortunate that the one she was kissing had alcoholically-lowered standards as well.

Yuri flinched briefly once she felt the hand slip under her bra strap beneath her, but she gave no objections. When their lips finally separated, though, she did stare up at the girl on top of her and transition into a long pause. Her expression, previously a mixture of sheepishness and mischief, now showed the sort of exaggerated confusion that could only be displayed by one intoxicated as she was.

Amidst all of their contact and movements, Yuri realized something; or, rather, she remembered that she forgot something... or... Wait, no, she had a question. Right, that was it, something that she realized that she forgot to ask a long time ago.

With the expected slurr in her voice, Yuri asked, "... Ehmn... Who're you again?"

Kurou pulled away and laughed. It’s true – they didn’t even know each other’s names and here they were practically naked at the end of the drinking game and nearly intimate. Kurou was the type for random hookups, but usually she at least knew the other’s name! How sloppy she’d become.

“I’m Kurou,” she said, still a laugh in her voice. “I can’t believe we’ve gone this far without names…” She paused for a moment and gave the girl another look over. She was so sweet looking, yet the alcohol made her look drowsy, or at least confused. Kurou could feel the buzz in herself that was somewhere between a huge amount of energy and wanting to collapse. She knew this feeling well, and it was her stopping point. Anymore after this and she would absolutely collapse.

“You don’t drink too much, do you?” Kurou asked, “You look a little… off your feet.” Now that she mentioned feet... did red-head still have her socks on?

She shook away the thought with a brush of her hair. The girl before her looked a little too drunk for Kurou to sleep with and feel okay about the next day. She was still cute though – and her lips very easy to kiss.

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Oh, so that was that.

Thank goodness for the pause, Yuri thought. She'd gotten quite carried away and, if it weren't for that random question popping up, she probably wouldn't have really noticed. 'Twas an odd feeling to have such intimate contact with another person, something she'd essentially banned herself from doing up to now; look, don't touch, that was always her rule. How reckless of her to have gotten in a position where she could forget about that important detail.

"Ey, I'm not drunk," insisted Yuri regardless, an unsteadiness in her posture contradicting her words as she leaned up into a sitting position. It certainly didn't help that she sat there in nothing but a bra, a pair of shorts and one sock on her left foot. Regardless: "Ohh, right, name's uh..." A two-second pause. "Yuri. And juss so y'know, I won that game."

She wasn't actually sure if she did, honestly, but it felt like it. Yuri figured that with her lower tolerance of alcohol and the fact that the two of them seemed to be at similar levels of drunk, that must have meant she had to drink less... but then one had to also calculate the amount of clothing items removed, and really, she had enough math to do while sober and at school.

Oh. Speaking of school, now that she thought about it... Yuri wasn't sure how she'd get back to her dorm tonight without campus security noticing. It was easy when sober, but...