A Date at Da Vinci
She was drenched in vodka, blood and food. she was trying to sort out which was which, and whose blood it was. she knew some was hers, but her body was already trying to heal over the wounds.
You Look Really Sad
Kei had told matt to put more peach schnapps in than vodka, and matt had stopped when kei had said, "that's enough!" after only pouring the vodka for like half a second. he'll be able to nurse this.
Male Model wanted
"cheer's fellas." called the lion as they drank the vodka. the shoot began with tory posing with pants on shoes on, his shirt lay somewhere on the floor.
If I Only Had a Bottle of Vodka
vodka... he pulled out two shot glasses and handed one to me. he poured us both full and we toasted, "to the bitches that say were going to hell for this." i amened that. no pun intended.
Visiting the Botanical Gardens (8/10)
He's got seven different types of vodka essentially with the two of us together."
An Endless Voyage, Chapter 58: Once more unto the breech
She could do it drunk and blindfolded,... and thanks to dimitri's vodka she was a little buzzed.
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 11
I nearly coughed the vodka up, as it was the first time in quite a while that i had taken even a sip of good liquor. and let me tell you, the marshal's vodka was some good liquor. "how is it, boys?" irving said expectantly.
Strange Love: The Late Night
He had a slight stumble to his walk courtesy of the vodka. he made it out of the woods and on to the street heading home. by the time he got there it was one o' seven in the morning and there was only one thought on johns mind...
Teddy
"vodka. you gotta build a tolerance. why i don't drink but rarely." sindal gave a low whine, putting his head down. "pussy cat, are you done?" the snow leopard rubbed his stomach.
Arselicker's Diary
vodka and soda down into our maws.
Charm School: Drunk Tank
vodka! thank christ. _good_ vodka, too-not the kind that used sleek, fashionable labels to hide that they sold glorified potato water. portia went to get a shot glass, but thought better of it and took the whole bottle. no one needed to know, right?
Cry me a Murder, pt 7 - The Other Side of Zero
His breath carried the faint but tell-tale sweetness of straight vodka. every alcoholic knows how to hide his habit behind a wall of vodka, which carries no scent, unlike bourbon or beer.