Born to Lose, Live to Win (A Tribute to Lemmy)
My ears dropped; i almost never drink alcohol, so this was quite the test. give in or don't. apparently, i had no choice, because as soon as sully shouted, "this is for lemmy!" we were all leaning in on a toast.
To Train Up a Champion - Part 3
Skeptical of his brother's ability to actually acquire booze, since ian was three years away from legally purchasing alcohol, he was stunned when the big folf came back to the suv with two large kegs hung over his back.
A Tale of Ashen Wings - Chapter 4: Get Back Here!
"Do you think there will be a war with the Redcloaks?" A voice asked close-by. "As if you're asking! You know how Nords are." Another voice responded. "They didn't call them the Vengeance Wars for no reason!" They added. Akalgan looked up slightly...
Sleeping Dogs
Good combination, honestly; our designers never bothered to fix our oversensitive hearing, and with enough alcohol i knew it would fade into the kind of incoherent roar that keeps you from thinking about anything.
PAW I - Jackass - Part 3
He yelled as he yanked the lever, "wheres the booze!"
Becoming Berkley
Several booze bottles lined the coffee table, mostly captain jack, but as his head rose he looked across the room to his liquor cabinet.
Pregnancy Pact
I had another drink, this time feeling the booze rush just about straight to my head. it left me coughing. these cheap beers had a tendency to separate, i guess, it felt like the bottom was just pure alcohol.
Do Me, Roomie
Bert was blushing hard, but the alcohol gave him the courage to move forward. bert then unsteadily walked to where mel was sitting and knelt, totally enraptured by mel's rigid cock.
A Party Worth Attending
He scanned the room again, eyeing the furs that filled it, their conversations melting in with the ambient music while the average blood alcohol level steadily rose.
The Mare with the Black Blade
You knew little of alcohol and meads and drink - the holy attendance of swords was more your trade \> "more than oh, anon. imagine that? sending out for swordwork, just to get your hands on fine drink."
A common desire
A second later and the bottle was gone, a trace of alcohol slid down his soft white lip as he 'hic'ed and groaned.
Werewulf part 2
His greasy dirty blond hair hung in tendrils down the sides of his head, his blue eyes seemed unfocused from the alcohol in his system. he was about as tall as kyle, maybe an inch shorter.