Charlie leans forward and brushes a strand of the redhead's hair out of her face. "You haven't seen anything yet, Natalie," She purrs before suddenly pulling away all forms of contact and winking. Grabbing a shot glass, she easily down the liquid.
She downed another two, her eyes closed for both of them. She needed to get absolutely wasted, and quick. “Fuck” she mumbled under her breath before pushing her hair out of her face. “Wanna finish these and then go dance?” She asked, still well and fine even after all of those shots.
Grabbing the last of the second round of shots, she downs them all in rapid succession. "Yeah, let's go," She hops up and takes the other woman's hand, pulling her towards the dance floor with a grin. The music is great and the lights make everything a little blurry. It's great. She beams and starts to dance.
She wraps her arms loosely around Charlie’s neck as they started dancing, a wide, playful smile on her lips as she swayed her hips to the beat. The lady in front of her couldn’t possibly be a human; she had to be some sort of goddess.
She settles her hands on Natalie's waist, pulling her close. The lights dim as the song switches to a slow one. Leaning forward, she presses a few light kisses to her neck. The song is putting her in a fantastic mood and having a beautiful woman in her arms doesn't hurt.
She sighs softly when she feels her lips on her neck, her head tilting to the side automatically as she continued. “C-Charlie” she sputtered on a soft voice, biting her lip gently afterwards. She felt safe and comfortable but at the same time she felt like Charlie could take her there any second on the dance floor and she’d be screaming her name.
She focuses on one spot on her neck, making sure that she'll leave a mark. "Yes, Natalie?" She purrs, her lips barely moving from the other's neck. Charming people is her specialty. It's usually no trouble at all but she actually had to work for it with Natalie. That makes her intriguing. Natalie may very well be the rare person she would consider to be more than a fling.
She gasped softly before smirking, pulling away and looking her in the eyes. “You better have really damn good concealer for that hickey because I have work on Monday and it doesn’t cover up my neck” she muttered, loosening her grip on her neck before looking her up and down and biting her lip even harder.
"Don't worry about that now, just try to enjoy it." She smirks before going back to trailing kissing along her neck and then her jaw. This is incredibly fun for her and the reactions just make it all the better. To help Natalie keep her mind off of work Charlie pulls her close and presses her body up against hers.
She gasps before whining softly, gripping the other’s hair slightly as she went back to kissing along her neck. “I kinda have to worry about it” she laughed softly, her eyes fluttering shut. She really didn’t want her to stop, she wanted her to go further. She couldn’t help but let a small moan escape her lips, the pleasured noise captured by her own hand
“Just focus on the very beautiful woman who’s kissing you right now. Screw work. You don’t have to worry about it until Monday.” She leaves three good sized marks on her neck before slowly pulling back. With a sparkle in her eyes, she gently rises Natalie’s chin with her hand. She winks before pulling her in for a passionate kiss.
She whines softly when she leaves the marks on her neck, her eyes fluttering open as she spoke. When her lips touched hers it felt like an electric current went through her body, a soft groan coming from her lips before she pulled away for a second, looking into her eyes with her lips parted and slightly swollen already. “You’re making it really hard for me to not just make myself get wasted and go home with you” she whined, biting her own lip harshly
She relishes every second of the kiss. It feels as though fire is bursting throughout her body in the best way possible. She bites back a protest when the kiss comes to an end. “Then just give in already. We can go back to the bar and order more shots and then head back to my place. It’ll be very worthwhile?” She purrs, leaning in to teasingly nip at her earlobe.
“I’ll go for the shots, but I can’t promise you’ll be winning” she purred, letting her lips graze against Charlie’s before taking her hand, leading her back over to the bar and ordering some more shots.
“We’ll see able that,” She laughs as she allows herself to be lead back over to the bar. Grabbing the first available shot, she quickly drinks it. The alcohol gives her even more confidence than usual. It can be a deadly combination.
They go through another round of shots and a half an Natalia begins to get tipsy, her eyes never leaving the woman. Her gaze was either on her eyes, her lips or her body, her mind whirring with dirty thoughts as the alcohol began to take a toll.
“Fuck” she whined, smashing down the shot before wiping her lips, the light pink lip gloss she was wearing smudged already from the kiss. “Looks like I’m tipsy” she muttered to herself, biting her lip as she looked over and up st Charlie, eyes filled with intent
Charlie starts to suffer the affects of the alcohol not long after. Her drinking record is impressive but she’s had a lot to drink tonight. However, she’s having the time of her life being with Natalie so she doesn’t want to stop. Her eyes remains glued to the other woman. She finds her to be captivating.
Throwing back that last shot, she slams it down on the counter with much more force than intended. The glass cracks but doesn’t break. “Whoops,” She giggles, fluttering her lashes. “Natalie, you’re very pretty, do you know that?” She runs her hand lightly across the other woman’s face.
She smirks up when she notices her behaviour. This girl is hammered she thought to herself giddily, not knowing that she was less drunk than she herself was. “I did, actually” she laughs back, batting away a guy that tried to steal her from Charlie. She giggles before kissing her again, her kisses messy and needy as she ran her fingers through her hair. “You are too, but I assume you know?” She replies, her lips barely leaving Charlie’s to speak
She presses her lips against hers, soaking in all of the attention that she’s getting. The only time she’s a people person is when she’s drunk and at a bar or party. This just so happens to combine all three. Though, she doesn’t exactly remember who she came to the party with and what the party is for. It doesn’t really matter now anyways.
After a moment, the kiss ends but she leaves her face close to Natalie’s. “Yes, I am very aware of that but I wouldn’t mind you saying it again.”
She leaves her lips on hers, her eyes flickering up to meet hers again. “You’re gorgeous” she purred, biting Charlie’s bottom lip and dragging it out before kissing her again, running her fingers through the woman’s hair.
She wraps her arms around her waist, holding her as close as possible without either of them falling off of their stools. The kiss drives her absolutely wild and leaves her wanting more. “Let’s call this a tie and just rent a hotel room.”
She smirked at her suggestion, picking up on her neediness and denying the solution. “No” she muttered softly, her voice cutesy and innocent. “Sleeping with each other was never part of the deal, silly” she purred with that same coy tone. But if you do want some action tonight, don’t hold it against me. Go right ahead.” She hummed, twirling a piece of her own hair in her fingers. “But, if you do, you might be going home with someone, but you won’t be going home with my number” she explained, backing away from her ace teasingly, a wide smirk taking over her expression
She gestures for the bartender to bring her another drink. She’s going to need it if she’s going to keep hanging out with this girl. The drink is gone in just a few split seconds. She tosses some money on the counter before standing up. “I’m going home. Come with me or don’t but I’m going to go now.” Tonight was supposed to be relaxing. She’d grab a few drinks and maybe take home a causal fling. Nothing like this. She should not have gotten drunk. There’s a man that needs to be killed tomorrow. Dealing with a hangover while trying to murder someone just isn’t the best of ideas. Even her less than sober state knows this.
She could tell how annoyed she was and it made her feel like she'd gained some leverage back. "I'll come, but just to make sure you get home safe," she replied, not knowing that she'd probably end up crashing on the girl's couch at the end of the night. She picked up her purse, giving the bartender a tip and asking him to call a cab while she went outside and lit a smoke. She pulled a lighter out of her bra and a cigarette from her purse, her heels clicking as she walked out to the front of the bar and lit up her drug of the night.
"That's not nessicary, I can get home just fine on my own," She brushes off the offer without a second thought. Rather than bothering to wait for a cab, she starts to walks down the sidewalk. Her apartment is about a ten minute walk away. That's ten full minutes for her to try and clear her head. Pulling an army knife out of her purse, she encloses it in her hand. Having a knife is often a deterrent for would be robbers.